The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

Nine Middle School’s School Bully

Wen Chi’s manic syndrome’s scientific name was known as PTSD (Posttraumatic Stress Disorder). The main signs were being overly alert and increased reactions. People with PTSD also were more likely to have increased irritability and anxiety.

When Wen Mo was four years old, he couldn’t talk yet and was later found out to have autism. Wen Jianmin felt that it was due to the psychosis gene from her mother’s side of the family and asked for a divorce.

In the beginning, her mother had wanted to salvage this marriage.

However, Wen Jianmin would speak maliciously to the four-year-old children every day, calling them nutcases, constantly scolding Wen Mo for being stupid. Her mother couldn’t take it anymore and was worried that if this were to continue for a prolonged period, the children would be hurt even more. Therefore, she left the Wen family with the three of them in tow.

Later on, Wen Mo’s autism became increasingly serious and Wen Chi gradually contracted PTSD. It became hard for him to control his emotions from the slightest hint of agitation.

When he was 18 years old, he took care of the bullies who bullied Wen Mo. He lost control and crippled one of them, landing himself in jail.

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The warm evening light brushed past the roof and cast down from a strange angle due to the refraction. The young man’s face with distinct features was sweating. He was standing properly in front of her, causing her to feel overwhelmed with emotions and her eyes turned slightly red.

“Wen Qiao, what are you doing?” He spat the icecream stick out onto the floor, looking baffled.

Wen Qiao held onto the wooden rod. “You’re only 15 years old and haven’t even come of age. You aren’t allowed to go to the cyber cafe.”

The underlings with colorful hair stood at the door, laughing and whistling, “Oi, Brother Chi, your elder sister is so strict with you.”

The young man felt that he had lost face and lowered his voice, “Wen Qiao, move away.”

The school bully’s face mustn’t be stomped down on, not even by his own sister.

In response, Wen Qiao only grabbed onto the rod tightly. “If you want to go to the cyber cafe, then you’ll have to defeat me first.”

What? Wen Chi was stunned for a moment before he laughed out loud. “Wen Qiao, what crazy talk is this?”

The underlings were whispering amongst themselves, ‘Did Brother Chi’s sister receive some kind of blow?’

‘That’s right, our Brother Chi has no problem taking on six people in a fight by himself. Moreover, they are all gangsters with strong fighting skills. His sister…’

Wen Chi nudged his sister’s shoulder nonchalantly. “Wen Qiao, stop fooling around. Move away.”

However, he wasn’t able to move her. His sister stood there very firmly. At the next second, Wen Qiao grabbed onto his wrist with one hand, rapidly moving the other to his shoulder. Thud! Without any hesitation at all, she gave him a clean shoulder throw without any hesitation.

Holy crap! The gangster Brother Chi, who could take on six opponents by himself, was thrown to the floor by his own sister!

As he lay there on the floor, he started to doubt his life.

By the time he reacted, he jumped up from the floor and started to take on his sister seriously. He dashed over but was given another shoulder throw.

F*ck, which mountain did his sister go to to find her teacher? Why was her martial prowess so incredible?

On the side, his underlings watched as Brother Chi kept being given shoulder throws and their hearts trembled. It turned out that Brother Chi’s sister was a vicious character!

Wen Chi let out an agonizing groan and his underlings quickly came over to provide support. However, they were just courting death. All of them were beaten up badly. The way Wen Qiao beat them up was as if she was chopping cabbage!

Not long after, all five of them lay on the ground, rolling about. Their faces were all badly bruised.

Wen Qiao threw away the rod in her hand and all of them trembled.

Even Wen Mo broke into a rare smile.

Then Wen Qiao went up and pulled Wen Chi up. “Go with me to the hair salon.”

Wen Chi, whose face had swollen up to be like a pig’s head, spoke in an unclear manner, “Go… Go to the hair salon for what?”

“You’re going to dye your hair back to black. If you dare to dye your hair into such non-mainstream colors again, I’ll let you have a taste of this beating up again.”

Wen Chi went up to Wen Qiao and pleaded softly, “Sis, can’t you give me some face. I’m the Nine Middle School’s bully after all. I have a reputation to maintain. Plus all my brothers are all here.”