Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

He had a modest attitude, and the handsome face that had just been livid and angry had already returned to normal. He opened his lips indifferently and said, "If Xiaoyue is your biological daughter instead of your daughter-in-law, she is married, and she still needs to take care of her husband at her husband's house." Ex-girlfriend, as parents, how would you feel?"

"..."

For a while, Han Mingxin and Shen Jiaren were completely silent.

Although the two of them had a hundred and ten thousand reluctances in their hearts, they didn't turn their faces in the end. No matter how uncomfortable they were, what Mu Hewan said was always right, and he really didn't know how to refute it.

"Compare your heart to your heart, it will be good to everyone." Mu Hewan looked at Han Feixuan, his voice was as cold as the ice of the twelfth lunar month.

The appearance of his brother completely helped Mu Shiyue vent his anger, especially the last two sentences, which made people speechless, and Mu Shiyue couldn't help applauding.

But considering the face of Han and Mu's family, she had no choice but to speak to her brother at the right time, "Brother, I know you love me, but this is my husband's family after all, let Feixuan and I handle this matter!"

Mu Hewan nodded and said, "Okay."

After that, he bid farewell to the two elders of the Han family, turned around and left the Han family with his younger sister.

Han Feixuan was trembling with anger, looking at the backs of Mu Hewan and Mu Shiyue leaving, his eyes almost burst into sparks, and he resisted the urge to chase out and fight, when he heard his father's voice, "This matter is all It started because of you, and it got to this point, let me see how you end up!"

After finishing speaking, Han Mingxin walked in with a flick of his sleeves.

Shen Jiaren was behind him, sighing dissatisfiedly, "The Mu family went too far this time, Mu Hewan even ran to our house to ask for an explanation, and Mu Shiyue, who is so cute on weekdays, was just pretending. She was so insolent when her brother came!"

"Okay, Mom, I'll take care of it, don't worry." Han Feixuan simply comforted him, and then took Nie Fanduo out of the house.

The black Maybach drove out of the Han family courtyard aggressively, whistling past Mu Heban's silver Maserati at a galloping speed.

Sitting in the car, Mu Shiyue calmly watched the disappearing car in front of her, without any waves on her indifferent face, leaning against the passenger's parking space, her eyes were calm.

"You are so tolerant, let him take other women home!" Mu Hewan said while driving, and the news he asked someone to inquire about, among them was that Mu Shiyue acquiesced in her husband taking other women home without permission, Because of her conniving attitude, there was an uproar.

Now, the issue of their marriage has already become the topic of conversation among the wealthy and noble people in the upper class of F City. Seeing his sister's marriage mistakes and falling into the siege step by step, how could he, as an older brother, not be in a hurry.

"What can I do if I can't bear it?" Mu Shiyue replied lazily, "Arguing? Or a cold war? Or go back to her mother's house?"

She smiled lightly, with a calm and breezy attitude, like a reclusive old man, extremely dissatisfied with her age.

"No matter what, you can't let him be so indulgent! He is your husband, and he always wears the Mu family's face in every move. It will make the Mu family's face look ugly!" Mu Hewan sighed. , began to doubt whether his decision to propose marriage to his younger sister was right or wrong.

"Yeah, at this point today, the faces of both families are ugly..." Mu Shiyue sighed, it was not what she expected to get to this point.

For the sake of face and the reputation of Han and Mu's family, every time, every time, knowing that Han Feixuan deliberately provoked, knowing that he did it deliberately, Mu Shiyue still had to bear the humiliation and humbly clean up the mess for him.

Han Feixuan was also convinced of her point, deliberately punishing her, it was very cool to try again and again.

With such a life, how could Mu Shiyue not be tired?

"But it's okay, I'm about to be released!" Mu Shiyue looked at the scene passing by outside the car window, raised her hand to brush the hair next to her ear, "Feiyu will be released from prison in a few months, as long as Feiyu As soon as Yu is released from prison, what I owed to the Han family will be repaid."

Mu Hewan continued, "Will you divorce Han Feixuan by then?"

She nodded firmly, "Of course."

If it wasn't for Han Feiyu, she really wanted to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Han Feixuan immediately, and sign Mu Shiyue on the divorce agreement coolly, pack her luggage and leave Han's house completely regardless of his face.

Never, ever, ever want to set foot in that door again.

This is Mu Shiyue's state of mind at the moment. She is like a frog that has been stationed at the bottom of a well for decades, wishing she had a chance to escape immediately.

Hearing that, Mu Hewan was somewhat relieved, but he also felt a little sorry for his sister and said, "I'm sorry, Shiyue, I knew this would happen. I couldn't have let you marry that bastard four years ago!"

"It's all in the past, why mention it." Mu Shiyue was just indifferent, without any blame.

Originally, she never complained about her brother. She also has a certain responsibility for this decision at the beginning, and the hasty marriage, to where it is today.

As Han Feixuan said, a person must know how to bear the consequences and responsibilities for what he does. She was the one who chose to marry Han Feixuan four years ago. Regardless of other things, Mu Shiyue has reason to take responsibility for her choice.

Han Feixuan, why did you think of this person again? How annoying!
She quickly shook her head, threw the words Han Feixuan out of her brain, then looked at Mu Hewan, showing her white teeth, "There are only a few months left, so brother, you can leave me alone. okay?"

Mu Hewan smiled slightly, and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I don't care, as long as you can think about it, and then deal with it persistently, it will be fine in the future."

She nodded in agreement, but at this moment Mu Hewan's eyes were like the sea, bottomless.

Mu Shiyue looked at him in a daze, but didn't say anything.

Mu He persuaded Mu Shiyue to the door of Han's Building, watched her enter the company, and then the car slowly turned around, started the car and left.

After passing the next intersection, the silver Maserati stopped on the side of the road, holding the steering wheel with slender fingers knuckles, and lit a cigarette irritably.

The car window slid down slightly, revealing a handsome side face, with brows furrowed tightly, melancholy and anger filling the whole face.

Anxiously, he took out his phone, searched through his contacts, found a name, and dialed it without hesitation.

After the beeping sound of connecting, a magnetic male voice came out from the phone, which was very pleasant to hear.

"Hey……"

"It's me. After so many years, do you still love her?"

　Driving back to the Mu's Group, Mu Hewan's dusty appearance shocked all the employees. They couldn't imagine what happened today to the president who has always been reserved, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. So anxious.

It's just that no one dared to ask, so Mu Hewan went straight to his special elevator, went straight to the top floor, walked to the secretary's desk, tapped the table with his slender fingers, and then calmly ordered, "Check out Wen Ruchu's recent years. The more detailed the information, the better."

The secretary was stunned, then nodded quickly, "Yes, Mr. Mu."

After a pause, Mu Hewan added, "Check out what he's been up to recently, and hand it over to me immediately after checking."

"Yes!"