After the fake drama with the big guy was really done, it became popular

Chapter 14

City Q, Fu's Building.

Fu Zhoushan was looking at a project document in his hand, when he saw his mother's phone call, he answered it casually.

Fu Zhoushan was beaten out by Bo Wenyu before he could say "Mom".

"Xiaoshan! I asked Xiaorong to come to my house for dinner today. This kid is so good. Even though there is an aunt at home, he insists on cooking by himself. I am too embarrassed to say that I took him Come to eat at home." Bai Wenyu said with a smile, sounding very satisfied with Matsutake.

Without waiting for Fu Zhoushan to reply, she went on to say, "But Xiaoshan, you should at least give Xiaorong an assistant and a driver. It's inconvenient for Xiaorong to be outside alone."

Fu Zhoushan didn't think of this at all, and Matsutake didn't mention it. When his mother reminded him, he remembered that other celebrities went out with assistants to carry big bags. When they were busy, they couldn't even eat. They really should give Matsutake a assistant.

He nodded and replied, "Okay Mom."

Bai Wenyu continued to scold: "Xiaorong said that he had a car accident before and lost his memory. What's going on? How could it be so serious? Didn't you take good care of him?"

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She had seen a piece of news before that the husband's domestic violence sent his wife to the hospital, and also caused his wife to suffer from retrograde amnesia, which is commonly known as amnesia.

She was always worried that some of her husband's previous behaviors would affect Fu Zhoushan, who was still young at the time.

Fu Zhoushan didn't expect Matsutake to even talk about the car accident. He didn't know that Rui Wan actually said it.

Frowning slightly, Fu Zhoushan said, "I'm telling you, isn't there one more person who is worried? It's already been fine."

Bai Wenyu was a little worried, and said earnestly: "Xiao Rong is a good boy, even if you don't like him, you can't hurt him."

Fu Zhoushan sighed, "Mom, you think too much, I like matsutake very much."

Only then did Bai Wenyu let go of his heart that had been hanging for a long time, and after a few more words of advice, he hung up the phone.

Fu Zhoushan glanced down at the interface where the phone was hung up, and was not in the mood for work anymore. He got up and lit a cigarette, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked at the distant view of the city.

He thought, is he hurting Matsutake now?

Sometimes it is more painful to be awake than to be confused, at least Matsutake is much happier now than when he followed him, Fu Zhoushan can feel it.

Maybe it's the redness that nourishes people, maybe it's because I feel that I have found true love.

Anyway, Fu Zhoushan never thought of abandoning him, telling him now would only add to his troubles.

Fu Zhoushan stood quietly in front of the window for a long time, the cigarette in his hand was burned out, and he did not take a puff.

In the evening, Matsutake said goodbye to Rui Wan and Xiao Song, and returned to the hotel where the crew was located.

When Fu Zhoushan's video call came, he had just taken a shower, and his body was still steamy. He brushed back the broken hair that fell on his forehead, revealing his delicate and full forehead.

After answering the phone, she called out, "Husband?"

Fu Zhoushan responded casually, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the appearance of his own child on the screen. Is this seducing him?

"How was the crew today?"

"It's pretty good, everyone in the production team took good care of me." Matsutake replied, and told everything about meeting Rui Wan and Xiao Song.

The water from the tail of the hair dripped onto the delicate collarbone and flowed down the fair skin.

Fu Zhoushan's throat moved slightly, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you see my mother?"

Matsutake hummed lightly, afraid that Fu Zhoushan would be unhappy, "Auntie asked me to eat at home, because it happened so suddenly, I didn't tell you..."

"I don't blame you." Fu Zhoushan said.

He thought of being scolded by his mother this afternoon, and pinched his eyebrows with a little headache.

Seeing that he seemed a little uncomfortable, Matsutake quickly asked, "Husband? What's wrong with you? Are you too tired from work?"

"It's okay." Fu Zhoushan said lightly, "I've arranged for an assistant and a driver, and I'll go to your place tomorrow, and tell me if it's not enough."

Matsutake just wanted to say that he didn't need it, but when he saw Fu Zhoushan's unquestionable eyes, he nodded and said softly, "Good husband."

Fu Zhoushan: "I'm tired after a busy day today, go to bed early."

"Okay, good night, husband." Matsutake blew a kiss to Fu Zhoushan through the screen.

Fu Zhoushan: "Good night."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Matsutake looked at the hangup interface, a little lost in thought. He originally wanted to ask about his amnesia, but seeing that Fu Zhoushan seemed a little irritable today, he didn't ask.

Forget it, there will be opportunities in the future.

He turned over on the bed. The hotel bed was very soft. It might be bad for the back after sleeping for a long time, but it was very comfortable. He fell asleep after a while, and fell into a deep sleep before he even had time to dry his hair.

In the early hours of the morning, Matsutake woke up inexplicably. As expected, he caught a cold and had a fever, and his head hurt.

First temperature measurement, 38.8°

Fortunately, there was a filming assignment the day after tomorrow, otherwise there would be no way to face director Liu Cong who had specially reminded him to pay attention to his body.

Hope to be better today.

Matsutake got up from the bed, took some antipyretics, turned off the air conditioner in the room, wrapped the quilt tightly to cover the sweat, but he didn't sweat for a long time, and he was so hot that he was half dead.

He fell asleep again in a daze, and after an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.

Matsutake was woken up, responded, got up and opened the door, and saw a young man wearing glasses standing outside through the peephole, holding a bag of steamed buns and two cups of soy milk.

Matsutake opened the door, and the young man first introduced himself: "Mr. Matsutake, my name is Jian Yi, and I am your assistant sent by Mr. Fu."

As he spoke, he handed the breakfast in his hand to Matsutake.

"Hello, come in." Matsutake took it and stepped out of the way to let him in first.

Jian Yi has a baby face, looks very cute, and has a cheerful personality. After asking, he found out that he is 27 years old, but he looks young.

He looked at Matsutake's pale face and said, "Mr. Matsutake, I just wanted to ask, your complexion doesn't look very good, are you sick?"

"I have a little fever." Matsutake said weakly, took a cup of soy milk and drank it slowly, his hair was a little disheveled, making him look more innocent.

Jian Yi's heart beat faster for no reason, and immediately stood up when he heard this, let Matsutake sit on the bed, and tucked him in the quilt.

Today is his first day in charge of Mr. Matsutake, and he actually made Mr. Matsutake sick. He is an unqualified assistant and will be deducted by Mr. Fu when he returns home.

He quickly said: "You wait for me here, I'll go buy medicine."

"It's okay, I've already taken the medicine." Matsutake looked at him gratefully and said, "Thank you."

"In this case, I won't bother you, sir, take a good rest." Jane put a small card next to the matsutake pillow, "This is my business card, you can call me if you need anything, I am available 24 hours a day .”

Matsutake chuckled lightly, "Okay."

After drinking the soy milk, Matsutake sat on the bed and read the script for a while.

From last night to now, he has been lying on the bed for more than ten hours. He feels his body is stiff. It is almost 11 o'clock when he takes out his phone. If there is no accident, the little assistant will come to deliver his lunch in a while. .

When people are in such a vulnerable time, they always want to rely on the people closest to them.

As for matsutake, I was thinking of Fu Zhoushan.

He doesn't want a meticulous assistant, he wants Fu Zhoushan by his side.

But Fu Zhoushan is usually very busy and a workaholic, so he has no time to spend with Matsutake.

Matsutake buried her face in the pillow and sighed.

In fact, isn't he the same? If he wants, he can just cook for Fu Zhoushan at home and take care of Fu Zhoushan. Fu Zhoushan will give him enough living expenses.

But he doesn't want to be raised by others, so he still wants to come out to film.

Maybe because of a tacit understanding, Fu Zhoushan just called.

Matsutake quickly picked it up, "Hello?"

Fu Zhoushan cut to the chase and said, "Are you sick?"

"I've already taken the medicine." Matsutake said.

Fu Zhoushan: "Is the fever gone?"

Matsutake: "It's almost there, but I don't have any strength."

Fu Zhoushan hummed softly, "If you still feel unwell, you must go to the hospital, let Jian Yi take good care of you, and have a good rest."

Matsutake felt a little sweet in his heart, and whispered, "Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Matsutake took his body temperature again, it was 38.3°

"Fortunately, it has dropped a little."

At night, under Jian Yi's care, Matsutake's body temperature has dropped below 38°C.

Matsutake hugged a glass of warm water and drank it slowly, "Thank you, Jian Yi."

Jane waved her hand, "Mr. Matsutake is joking, you are welcome, this is what I should do. It is my negligence to make the boss sick on the first day of work."

Matsutake shook his head, "How can I blame you for my illness, you came too timely."

Jane took the clothes that the matsutake had replaced to wash, and smiled, "Wash away the sickness, and the disease will be cured."

After tidying up, Jian Yi left.

The next day, Jian Yi came to wait at the gate of Matsutake very early, and sent Matsutake to the set with the driver.

The driver respectfully opened the door for Matsutake, and said, "Mr. Matsutake, my name is Zheng Kai, and I was Mr. Fu's former driver. You can call me Xiao Zheng."

"Thank you, Xiao Zheng." Matsutake nodded to him and got into the car.

Zheng Kai and Jian outside the car looked at each other, and said with their mouths: No wonder you said that your wife is so beautiful, I believe it.

Jane glared at him, and mouthed back: After thinking so much, drive your car.

Matsutake, who was sitting in the car, didn't notice this. He glanced down at his phone and saw a message from Fu Zhoushan: 【Is the fever gone? 】

Matsutake bent his eyes, and replied: [The fever is gone, it's fine. 】

Fu Zhoushan: [Ask Jian Yi to call me if something happens. 】

Matsutake: 【Good husband. 】

When Fu Zhoushan saw this sentence, he couldn't help laughing, and suddenly thought of making fun of it, and typed: [Does my good wife miss me? 】

If his employees saw Fu Zhoushan's smile now, they might be scared to resign to save his life.

When Matsutake saw this sentence, his face turned red suspiciously, and he rolled his eyes to make sure that the other two people in the car hadn't noticed him, so he tapped on the screen to reply: [Miss you, does my husband miss me? 】

Fu Zhoushan: [I miss you, you are very attractive in the video. 】

Matsutake's cheeks were flushed, Jian Yi saw it in the rearview mirror, turned around, frowned slightly and asked, "Mr. Matsutake's fever hasn't subsided yet? Do you want to ask the director for leave?"

Matsutake was startled, and frantically covered the screen of the phone, "No...it's okay, it's not good to ask for leave on the first day."

Jian Yi asked worriedly, "Are you really all right?"

Matsutake was a little embarrassed, nodded, "It's really fine."

Seeing Jian Yi turning his head back, Matsutake heaved a sigh of relief, turned on his phone, and thought about how to reply to Fu Zhoushan's news.

After thinking for a while, I typed: [Does my husband only like my body? 】

This time Fu Zhoushan didn't reply, Matsutake glanced at the time, it was already past eight o'clock, and Fu Zhoushan started to work.

When Fu Zhoushan was working, he didn't like to be disturbed.

Matsutake sighed and put the phone in his pocket, feeling a little regretful.

Next time ask him personally.