Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Mu Shiyue turned around, looked at her indifferently, smiled coldly, and said indifferently, "It's not me, how do you know it's boring? Is someone who has never been married qualified to comment on other people's marriages?"

"You..." Nie Fanduo gritted her teeth angrily. She hates people making jokes about her marriage the most. As she grows older, she is no longer a young girl. man, but has already married someone else.

"Mu Shiyue!"

Nie Fanduo hated her arrogance the most, as if it came from her body. When the two looked at each other, she naturally inferior to Mu Shiyue. This kind of inferiority made her extremely unhappy!

Even if she is the daughter of the Mu family, so what, if she marries into the Han family, she still won't be able to win the heart of her husband. Han Feixuan hates her, hates her, and even humiliates and tortures her in every possible way!

Mu Shiyue stopped to leave, turned around, and looked at Nie Fanduo who was full of anger, her eyes were cold and there was no wave in her eyes.

"So what if I'm not married? At least I understand a man's heart and what he wants in his heart. Compared to you, who only cares about reputation and reputation, and has no wife title, is it a hundred times better?" Nie Fanduo He said it almost by gnashing his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, and every word was filled with deep hatred.

Mu Shiyue let out a light sneer, elegantly brushed the broken hair around her ears with one hand, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised a cool arc.

Pick up her words and say, "So."

Mu Shiyue sneered, walked towards her step by step, and said in a clear voice, "Since you already know who I am, please respect Miss Nie, what should I call me in the future, I don't need to say more. ?”

The volume of the last few words increased, and Nie Fanduo could already see the suppressed anger in her eyes.

"You..." Nie Fanduo was anxious, his fingers trembling.

"No rules!" Mu Shiyue narrowed her eyes fiercely, "Call me Mrs. Han!"

Frightened by her aura, Nie Fanduo became emotionally unstable for a while, and the wound also ached a little, which made her lose her confidence even more. Although she was reluctant, she could only call softly, "Okay, Mrs. Han."

The corners of Mu Shiyue's proud lips were slightly raised, and before she left, she did not forget to remind her, "It is important to have self-knowledge, if you don't even know your own identity and situation, and if you push your nose on your face, you will really kill the people on the side of the road." Wild dogs are worse."

After finishing speaking, she turned around gracefully and left the guest room.

At the corner of the corridor outside the room, Han Feixuan was leaning sideways against the wall. His elegant and handsome silhouette formed a beautiful silhouette under the refraction of light and shadow. Half of the figure was hidden in the dark, with secretive eyes.

In his deep, ink-like eyes, he was as calm as walking on thin ice, without any emotion.

It wasn't until Mu Shiyue left that he turned around again and entered the study.

In the guest room, Nie Fanduo, who was sitting on the bed, felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She wondered if Han Feixuan, who was working next door, heard the short quarrel just now. .

The disordered heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, struggling endlessly.

Nie Fanduo was restless, and the wound caused by his random emotions also ached. Looking at the food on the table, he became more and more angry. When he didn't pay attention, the spoon fell to the ground with a crisp clang.

Before she could bend over to pick it up, she heard the door open, a pair of slender and straight trousers and brown slippers came into view, and Han Feixuan came.

"Hold on, I'll-"

With a soft voice, as gentle as usual, Han Feixuan stopped Nie Fanduo's body with a long arm, bent down and picked up the spoon, and put it on the table.Then he hugged Nie Fanduo, and said in a gentle but reproachful voice, "Why are you so careless, you just had an operation, and the stitches haven't been removed yet, so you can't move around, don't you know?"

With such a doting tone, Nie Fanduo's disturbed and anxious heart instantly calmed down. She leaned comfortably in his arms and said tenderly, "Aren't I afraid that it will affect your work?"

"It's okay, if I'm busy, let her take care of you, and let her do what you need." Han Feixuan's tone was casual. In his mouth, he rarely uttered the word "Mu Shiyue". At that time, use her instead.

"Then how can it be? Mrs. Han has already worked very hard to cook and deliver the meals every day, and I can't bother her anymore." Nie Fanduo said softly, with a look of grievance on his face.

"What do you call her?" Han Feixuan almost found it ridiculous and asked back.

Nie Fanduo repeated, "Mrs. Han, isn't she your wife!"

Thinking of the way Mu Shiyue was lecturing at her just now, Nie Fanduo became very angry. Fortunately, Han Feixuan is here, can she not play tricks?

Han Feixuan laughed, because he thought it was ridiculous, "Fanduo, it's not that you don't know her and me, is it necessary to do this? I don't want to hear this name again in front of me!"

He found it harsh and also ironic.

Mrs. Han, Han Feixuan's wife, and the Han family's daughter-in-law, Han Feixuan felt that Mu Shiyue was not worthy of her!

How could his Han Feixuan's wife, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Han family, be a scheming and powerful woman like her?
She is not worthy of Mu Shiyue, and she will never be worthy.

Seeing that Han Feixuan's eyebrows were tightly knit together in annoyance, Nie Fanduo quickly said wittily, "Okay, it's okay if I don't bark in the future, don't be angry."

"Take a good rest and eat your food, good boy." He saw that the food was getting cold.

Looking at the food on the table, Nie Fanduo frowned slightly, "I'm not hungry anymore, I don't want to eat."

"Is the food unpalatable?" Han Feixuan criticized.

"It's not easy to say that," Nie Fanduo bit her lower lip softly, pretending to be embarrassed, and then said, "It's Miss Mu who bothered..."

Han Feixuan stood up hesitantly, and put one hand into his trouser pocket, "Okay, I'll take it down and let her redo it, you can rest!"

With that said, he strode away and went downstairs.

In the dining room, the two elders of the Han family had already finished their meal and went back to their room to rest. Mu Shiyue was sitting at the dining table eating alone, and Han Feixuan came down angrily with the meal.

Mu Shiyue thought to herself, Nie Fanduo, that goblin, encouraged Han Feixuan to go out in person this time.

I saw Han Feixuan throwing the food on the table next to Mu Shiyue, and said in a cold voice, "What kind of food did you cook? Is it for people to eat? How many times have I told you that Fanduo just finished the operation, and you need to eat it?" Take good care of it, don’t you understand? Make another copy and send it up!”

Like a general in command before a king goes out to battle, the innate aura of a king is vividly reflected in him, and his every move reveals the demeanor of a king.

But this kind of graceful behavior didn't make a good impression on Mu Shiyue at the moment. She raised her head coldly, with hatred in her eyes, gritted her teeth forbearance, and said, "Wait until I finish eating!"