The thought that came out without warning made Fu Shihan stunned, and then his eyebrows frowned even tighter...... Where does this come from.

Why do you have to be in a relationship?

The mind is chaotic, and the whole person is about to explode.

Until a cold but soft hand covered his forehead, and a voice came out with hesitation: "Do you have a fever?" ”

Fu Shihan opened his eyes and saw that the little girl who was originally sitting in the back seat leaned forward slightly, looking at him with some concern.

The good-looking apricot eyes are half afraid of him, and they are very smart.

Memories and senses are wrong one after another, but the so-called assistant in the rain gives people a rather bad experience, and the girl who is in the same room at this time makes people feel happy, and accepts her completely without any sense of disobedience to the different appearance from the memory.

The corners of Fu Shihan's mouth hooked slightly, and he looked at her eyes: "No." ”

He sat up straight and restarted the car.

Mu Chaonuan became more and more uneasy-what was the reaction of the boss just now? Did he remember what was happening in reality?

The car drove through the rain-soaked street, and there was silence in the carriage.

After a while, Mu Chaonuan couldn't hold back in the end, and shouted tentatively: "Brother? ”

It should be right to call brother, right?

Mu Chaonuan didn't read the novel for too long, and Miss Mu was almost a transparent person in the early stage, but since she was fostered in the Fu family, it is always right to call her brother, her mouth is sweet and easy to do, this is an iron law.

Fu Shihan, who was driving, raised his eyebrows, glanced at her from the rearview mirror, and saw that she seemed to be uneasy because of this title, he chuckled: "Huh? ”

It seems that the name is correct.

Mu Chaonuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a cautious temptation: "Have you ever heard of a hotel called Yasheng?" ”

Fu Shihan's hand holding the steering wheel paused slightly, and then spoke after a while; "Where is this?"

Can't even remember the name of your own hotel?

In other words, the chip of the boss should be firmly attached, and his process of wearing the book did not happen accidentally.

The only accident should be that she was also transported into the dream without warning, and the butterfly effect caused the plot of the original book to collapse as soon as it came in?

So is it possible that as long as the crooked plot is corrected, she can go back to reality?

Seeing that the situation was not serious enough to be uncontrollable, Mu Chaonuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed all over, and raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I don't know, I just heard other classmates talk about it at school, I heard that it is a very good hotel, I thought my brother would know about it." ”

The man who was driving glanced thoughtfully at the girl in the rearview mirror and did not speak again.

Twenty minutes later, the car drove back to Fu's house, and at the entrance, a beautiful woman was on the phone, but the call did not seem to be successful, and the woman quickly took the mobile phone open in her ear and began to pace, her expression full of anxiety.

When she raised her eyes, she saw the familiar Gust stopping in the courtyard, and she hurriedly called someone over.

The maid did not know that there were two people in the car, so he ran over with only an umbrella, opened the door of the cab, and handed the umbrella to the man in the car.

Fu Shihan took the umbrella and didn't get out of the car immediately, but glanced at the girl behind him first: "Sit still, wait for me to pass." ”

Mu Chaonuan, who was about to open the door, was a little inexplicable, but she still sat obediently - she was still willing to listen to the boss's words.

After all, he is a character with the aura of a male protagonist, and having a good relationship with him will be beneficial to the task of correcting the plot in the future.

Anyway, it's right to listen to Mr. Ba's words.