Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Han Feixuan hugged Mu Shiyue tightly, and watched Han Feiyu drive Liu Shiyan home under the night sky. The two shook hands in a tacit understanding.

But the moment the car shadow disappeared, Mu Shiyue quickly pushed away his hand, turned and went straight back to the villa.

As soon as she entered the porch, Han Feixuan rushed over and hugged Mu Shiyue's waist, her tall figure, awe-inspiring aura, and oppressive eyes made her feel restrained invisibly. Feeling stuck, she could only raise her head and look at him. Mu Shiyue didn't like this feeling very much.

She couldn't bear his scrutiny eyes, she couldn't bear to dodge quickly, but she couldn't get rid of him at all, she could only lie in his arms weakly, let him hug her, and said angrily, "Han Feixuan, let me go ,hurry up!"

"Don't let it go!" He said firmly, and after a while, he became a bit rascal again, "Why do you want to let it go? You are my wife!"

She squinted at him, "Do you think I'm your wife now?"

Han Feixuan frowned. Is this woman going to settle old scores with him again?

Don't all women like to turn over old scores with men, talking about trivial matters that were old sesame seeds and rotten millet 800 years ago!
"Back when you held Ren Liangyuan and walked the red carpet in Cannes with a high profile, why didn't you think that I was still your wife? You took care of Nie Fanduo day and night, but you were indifferent to me who was sick and bedridden at home. At that time, why didn’t you think that I was still your wife? Also, when you went to Bali Island for vacation with a certain celebrity, why didn’t you think that I was your wife? Back then you were in bed with those women outside , When you turned upside down, turned upside down, why didn't you think that I was your wife?"

Mu Shiyue seemed to have swallowed gunpowder, bursting out all the anger that had been suppressed for several years.

Han Feixuan didn't expect her reaction to be so intense, and he was stunned, "You...do you need to react so strongly?"

"Isn't it necessary? Han Feixuan, no matter what we got married for in the first place, and no matter whether we have feelings for each other, it is a fact that we are married anyway?" she said.

Han Feixuan nodded, "Yes, yes!"

"Since getting married is a fact, how do you explain what you did before? I just took care of Feiyu and cared about him, but I haven't done anything with him, let alone any drastic behavior, but what about your reaction? What's more, I just met Ruchu once, when he..."

Mu Shiyue suddenly thought of a few days ago when she met Wen Ruchu, and when it came to being emotional, he suddenly kissed herself. The scene at that time was played back in front of her eyes instantly, and her heartbeat accelerated with a blushing face.

Although his heart was turbulent, he pretended to be very strong on the surface, and he still roared in a low voice, "He may have done too much, but we didn't have any substantive things. Compared with what you did before, I am nothing at all, why do you ask me for this and that? You still treat me..."

She couldn't continue, because she thought of the incident that Han Feixuan forcibly took her...

"I'm sorry, I didn't know these things made you care so much!" He said the words very calmly, but the light in his eyes was extremely deep, and he still didn't restrain himself.

Mu Shiyue was a little embarrassed, and her cheeks turned red, "You have done so many things that hurt others, can you erase them all with a word of sorry? Can you turn back time? Can you erase the hatred I have for you in my heart?" ?"

She growled, her voice a little hoarse, which shows how much the things that happened back then hurt her.

Han Feixuan saw the pain in her eyes, and his heart ached, and he frowned helplessly, "Sorry, it's my fault..."

Mu Shiyue sneered, "Unexpectedly, Han Feixuan, who has always been superior to others, would bow his head and apologize for his mistakes! It's a pity, it's over, it's too late!"

The damage caused cannot be repaired, and she does not intend to let him make it up.

Is it necessary to make up for a marriage that has been broken for a long time?Just let it fall apart!
Han Feixuan hugged her in some pain, and even said that the hug was getting tighter and tighter. The two of them were so tight that they couldn't even insert a needle——

"Can you forgive me? I will find a way to make up for you. I can also explain the past. In fact, the truth is not what you think..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Shiyue shook her head quickly and struggled in his arms, "I don't want to hear it, and I don't want to hear your explanation, let me go!"

Han Feixuan refused to let go, and still hugged her tightly. Her body was soft, and it felt so good to hold her in his arms, so good that she couldn't bear to let go.

But she struggled harder in his arms, which made him a little annoyed, so he growled directly, "Mu Shiyue!"

When his name was called suddenly, Mu Shiyue subconsciously paused and looked up at him.

She didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Forgive me, this life, just this once, forgive me, I promise there will never be another time, I will never hurt you again, Xiaoyue, can you?" He said very sincerely, even the tone All with deep apologies.

Mu Shiyue looked at him, her eyes as deep as a black pool, as if she really saw the affectionate Xu Xu in it for a moment, for a moment, she really wanted to nod in agreement, but the next second , and immediately woke up again.

"Impossible!" She flatly refused.

Those three words, like a heavy hammer, instantly shattered all the expectations welling up in his heart, like a basin of cold water pouring down in an instant, like a strong wind roaring in the street at night, sweeping away the last hope of a person.

"Why is it impossible? How can it be impossible?" Han Feixuan took a deep breath, feeling really angry.

His arms hang down loosely, Mu Shiyue took the opportunity to break free, raised his face stubbornly, and glared at him, "Why is it possible? You killed someone, can you still save him? Mistakes are the same as death." People who are dead are the same. People cannot be resurrected after death, and mistakes made cannot be changed. The heart of repentance is for those who have a heart, not for people like you. Han Feixuan, it is doomed. Already!"

At this moment, Han Feixuan finally understood the true meaning of heartache.

It really hurts!

The position of the heart, the cramps and bones are so painful that I want to die!
His handsome face had sharp edges and corners, and he looked at her with piercing eyes, "It's all over? I don't think so..."

Han Feixuan's phoenix eyes were deep, and the vortex inside was spinning. His fingers touched the dark purple hickey on her lips, which was left on purpose by Han Feiyu in the suburbs before. The irritability in his heart was indescribable. What I just said, "Push me away in such a hurry, who do you want to fall into? Han Feiyu? Or Wen Ruchu? Have I ever told you that if you want a man, you can have it at home, and you don't need to go out and hang out!"

Mu Shiyue's heart was shocked, and he started to insult her again...

The legs suddenly left the ground!

In the next second, before Mu Shiyue had any preparations, Han Feixuan hugged her up.

He hugged her and started to walk, surrounded by ambiguous atmosphere, his voice was deep and powerful, extremely intoxicating, "It seems that I want to teach you personally again, what it means to abide by women's morals!"

"Han Feixuan! What are you going to do? Let me go!" Mu Shiyue had a premonition and struggled in his arms with all her strength.

For her struggle, he completely ignored her, but strengthened his hand, hugged her even tighter, and said with thin lips, "Why do women like to ask such naive questions every time like this? What do you say I want to do? What else can I do besides you?"

The flirtatious words made Mu Shiyue feel extremely ashamed, her cheeks blushed a lot, she opened her mouth in embarrassment, but she didn't know what to say in shyness.

It's just that the fingers gripping his shirt angrily tightened even more, and the strength of the ants' lifting couldn't shake him at all.

Han Feixuan hugged her, went up to the second floor, and strode straight towards the bedroom.