Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

The car accident four years ago changed the fate of many people.

The second young master of the Han family, who was originally at ease, became a prisoner, and his reputation was notorious. Young master Han was separated from his siblings, and hatred continued. There is no need to mention the state of mind of the two elders of the Han family.

In addition, there is a pair of men and women who were originally in love, but they were forced to separate because of this.

That is Wen Ruchu and Mu Shiyue.

To be able to stay with the gentle and elegant senior whom I have admired for many years, to be inseparable from each other, is what many girls in the world dream of, naturally including Mu Shiyue, she likes Wen Ruchu, and loves him even more deeply.

That's why after breaking up with Han Feiyu for a long time, he chose to get together with Wen Ruchu.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The car accident woke up Mu Shiyue who was immersed in the sweet love. Han Feiyu's steadfastness made her even more grateful. It may be out of emotion, gratitude, or Considering the interests of the family business, anyway, Mu Shiyue finally married Han Feixuan, and Wen Ruchu was heartbroken.

The helpless Wen Ruchu chose to leave his hometown, went to Paris, and started his own life.

Four years have passed in a blink of an eye. Seeing that Han Feiyu is about to be released from prison, this nightmare that has plagued several people for many years is about to come to an end. Mu Hewan understands his sister's heart and naturally makes a decision for her.

"What has he been up to lately?"

Mu Hewan suddenly asked a question, but the secretary didn't realize it, and was stunned for a while, "Who is it?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that he was too stupid. The president held Wen Ruchu's information in his hand, so who else could he be mentioned in his mouth.

Then he hurriedly replied, "Mr. Wen's company is bidding with another company for a project. I have investigated carefully. Mr. Wen's company is strong, and this time the opponent is not easy. They can be said to be tit for tat. It's..."

The secretary relished talking, talking vigorously, but Mu Hewan didn't care about that, but simply said, "Then he won't be returning to China anytime soon."

The secretary nodded, "Of course, Mr. Wen has done such a good business abroad and has a bright future, so why go back to China?"

Mu Hewan glanced at the secretary coldly. The secretary felt that the president didn't like what he said, so he subconsciously covered his mouth and stopped talking.

Suddenly, an email in Mu Hewan's computer mailbox attracted his attention.

It was an invitation letter sent to him by a partner, a huge jewelry exhibition, and the location happened to be Paris, France.

Looking at the email, Mu Hewan's lips slowly curled up, and his deep eyes gradually became clear.

That afternoon, Mu Shiyue, who was still busy processing design drafts in the office, received a WeChat message from Mu Hewan, which probably meant asking her to have dinner with her at night.

At the moment when she received the WeChat message, Mu Shiyue replied with the word 'good' as quickly as possible.

Looking at the good word on the phone, Mu Hewan smiled slightly.

Some people say that the degree to which a person cares about you is directly proportional to the speed at which she can reply to your short messages. After all, he is her brother, the person Mu Shiyue cares about and cherishes the most.

Putting the mobile phone in his hand aside, Mu Hewan picked up the documents on the table, got up and went to the conference room.

At the end of the meeting, it was almost time to get off work, so he asked his secretary to arrange a hotel, and then he drove to Han's to pick up Mu Shiyue in person.

With gentle movements, gentle words, and a gentlemanly opening of the car door for her, covering her head with her hands to prevent her from hitting the roof of the car, such delicate care, besides Mu Hewan, Mu Shiyue can't think of anyone else who would be like this take good care of her.

Just when Mu Shiyue got into Mu Hewan's co-pilot, she watched a black Maybach pass by her car with Han Feixuan sitting in the driver's seat with a serious face, and he sat in the co-pilot's seat. The most precious ex-girlfriend.

Nie Fanduo intentionally pointed at Mu Shiyue's direction with an arrogant and contemptuous sneer at the moment when the two cars met.

There was no wave in her cold eyes, and she did not respond to Nie Fanduo's provocation.

Whatever she did, she was already too lazy to care about it.

The complete disappointment with Han Feixuan made Mu Shiyue lose her last hope for this wrong marriage. At this time, she just wanted to end it as soon as possible.

On the way to the restaurant, Mu Shiyue tilted her head against the seat, slightly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on her eyelids, her face was slightly powdered, her beauty was out of control.

Looking at such a beautiful younger sister, Mu Hewan felt that she and Wen Ruchu were a match made in heaven, and it was a big mistake to separate at the beginning!
Mu Shiyue was a little tired, and didn't want to talk much along the way. Mu Hewan didn't say a word, worried that it would affect her rest, and even changed the habit of listening to the news while driving. She turned off the news by herself and drove intently .

In fact, she didn't feel sleepy at all. It had been several nights in a row. Mu Shiyue couldn't count whether it was 48 hours, 72 hours, or more. She had never slept well.

What happened recently fully satisfied Han Feixuan's heart. She couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and felt like a tragic heroine living in a movie or novel every day.

My life is like a filmed reality show, that kind of exaggerated plots, show performances, staged again and again, and sometimes I think about what kind of bad luck she has to anger Han Feixuan, the god of plague.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Mu Hewan habitually ordered a few dishes, all of which Mu Shiyue liked to eat on weekdays. Seeing how thin his sister looked, the elder brother couldn't help frowning and sighing in distress, "Xiaoyue, I must be very tired recently. Right? Seeing how thin you are...

Mu Shiyue smiled slightly, "It's not good to be thin, it's popular now."

Then he asked the waiter for a glass of lemonade.

When the waiter brought it over, she took a sip, it was sour and cool, and her stomach ached from the irritation.

She had already forgotten when was the last time she had a good meal, and she didn't feel hungry recently, and she just took two bites to cope with every meal.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a little sorry for my stomach.

The dishes ordered were delivered one by one, and the dishes were ready soon. Mu Shiyue looked at the table full of meals, but she didn't want to move her fingers holding the chopsticks.

"What's the matter? Don't you like the food? Or does it taste bad?" Seeing her like this, Mu Hewan asked, and at the same time unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt casually.

Fortunately, Mu Shiyue put down her chopsticks, shook her head slowly, went straight to the point, and said, "No, bro, you came to me today, you didn't want to just have dinner together, did you?"

Mu Hewan smiled casually, "As expected of my sister, she is so smart."

"Stop complimenting me, just tell me if you have anything to say!" She listened carefully.

Mu Hewan took out a printed invitation letter from the pocket of his suit jacket, put it on the table and pushed it to her, "There is a jewelry exhibition in Paris, France, and famous designers from all over the world will be there. In October, this is This is a rare opportunity, go for it!"