Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Han Feixuan's eyes slowly moved to Nie Fanduo's face.

His deep gaze made Nie Fanduo tremble in his heart, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Nie Fanduo hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth, and said in a desperate soft voice, "I heard that Ms. Mu went to France on a business trip a few days ago, Feixuan, you are going here now, maybe to find her?"

Suddenly, Nie Fanduo couldn't help but tremble nervously at the flash of Han Feixuan's eyes.

In fact, Nie Fanduo knew very well that Han Feixuan hated Mu Shiyue, and Mu Shiyue was like a thorn in his heart, with just a touch, he could easily stir up his emotions.

Han Feixuan is notoriously unpredictable. With so many years of business experience, strategic management of the company, decisive ruling of transformation, and his innate aura of king, he gives people more thought-provoking and chilling temperament.

How can such a man, who is secretive and restrained, let a woman fluctuate her emotions at will and make herself easily angry.

Unless, that person is Mu Shiyue.

　"You go home and have a good rest, and don't worry about other things." Han Feixuan looked at the car driven by his assistant, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Nie Fanduo lowered her head helplessly. She knew that she had lost this time. She didn't understand Han Feixuan's temperament. He had already said so much.

She nodded obediently, and looked at him with red eyes, "Then why don't you come back as soon as possible? I live alone in your house, and you're not here. I really..."

She couldn't speak any more, she shrugged her shoulders pretending to be sad, and she was sobbing.

Han Feixuan let out a sigh of relief, stroked Nie Fanduo's long hair, and said softly, "Don't worry, my parents won't make things difficult for you when I'm not at home. There is a nanny at home, so just tell them if you need anything." .”

Nie Fanduo's sadness disappeared, and she smiled sweetly, "Yeah, I see."

Watching Han Feixuan striding towards his assistant's car, Nie Fanduo was a little worried, like a newlywed daughter-in-law, chasing after her, "Come back early, I'll wait for you at home!"

She yelled these words very loudly, and the security guards and assistants at the door could hear them all. Everyone looked strange, and no one dared to reveal it under Han Feixuan's super oppressive feeling.

As soon as he got in the car, Han Feixuan's face was so cold that the assistant was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, so he could only start the car quietly and drive to the airport.

Even so, Han Feixuan couldn't be escaped, and he said coldly while sitting on the back seat, "Go and investigate Wen's Film and Television Investment Group. The more detailed the information, the better, especially in the past four years."

Through the rear-view mirror, the assistant looked at the president's dark eyes with a gloomy glare. After nodding his head in agreement, he couldn't help feeling, how did this Wen's film and television investment group offend Mr. Han?

One is a jewelry company, and the other is a film and television entertainment investment company, let's not be sidelined!

When he was about to arrive at the airport, Han Feixuan suddenly asked again, "Has everything been arranged in France?"

Because it is a temporary business trip, the French branch naturally needs short-term notices and arrangements for entourage, as well as other services.

The assistant nodded, "I have already called to inform you that Andrew, the president of the branch over there, will pick you up at the airport in person."

"Yeah." After a pause, Han Feixuan's cold eyes flashed, and he said, "This time I won't stay at the Best Western Hotel, and change to Lyon."

The assistant was stunned again, and looked at Han Feixuan with disbelief, wondering why the president even took care of the accommodation today?
Could it be... there is some other intention.

Paris, France, Hotel Lyon.

The early morning light came in through the window curtain, mischievously disrupting Mu Shiyue's sweet dreams, she frowned displeasedly, turned over, covered her head with a quilt, cleverly avoiding the dazzling morning light.

'Ding Ding' the cell phone beside the bed rang.

Mu Shiyue, who was still asleep a second ago, suddenly opened her almond eyes, turned over and took the phone the next second, turned on the screen, and looked at the WeChat messages on it seriously.

'Wake up yet?I'll pick you up and we'll have breakfast together later. '

Putting down the phone, she closed her eyes with a smile, and was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, Mu Shiyue sat up suddenly, jumped out of bed indiscriminately, and went into the bathroom in a mess.

Showering in the rain, grooming and makeup are all essential. In the end, she had just changed her clothes, put on a light makeup, and her hair was still slightly wet before she had time to dry it, when the doorbell rang.

Mu Shiyue ran over to open the door in a panic, and Wen Ruchu's gentle and handsome face appeared in front of her, with her usual smile, like the spring in March, which was very heart-warming.

He only wore simple casual clothes today, a pure white sweater, a tall and straight figure, with a trace of morning mist, so beautiful, like a man walking out of a painting, he looked so seductive.

Mu Shiyue almost fell, and when she realized it, she hurriedly said, "Wait for me a little longer, I'll go get a coat..."

She said walking in, but Wen Ruchu noticed that she still had some dripping long hair at this time, her handsome brows were slightly frowned, and followed in with strides. He grabbed her hand, took advantage of the situation, and hugged her into his arms——

Mu Shiyue was surprised and coquettishly said, "Ru Chu..."

"Don't move!" Wen Ruchu warmly held her cold little hand with his big palm, turned around and took a dry towel from a shelf, gently covered Mu Shiyue's head, and then helped her wipe it off little by little. .

While wiping him, he said, "Even if you are in a hurry, you have to dry your hair before going out, otherwise you will easily get sick, and it will be even worse if some other root cause of the disease occurs."

It was the first time in many years that she was taken care of by someone like this, and Mu Shiyue's heart throbbed, already flooding.

Her eye sockets were reddish, he was still the same Wen Ruchu back then, he hadn't changed at all.

Wen Ruchu pulled her to sit on the chair, stood behind him, and picked up the hair dryer next to her to dry her hair.

Her hair was of very good quality, soft and silky, and his fair fingers ran through it, carrying a little fragrance of shampoo, which was refreshing.

Soon, the hair was dried, Wen Ruchu turned off the hair dryer, Mu Shiyue stood up, the top of her head was just touching Wen Ruchu's chin, the distance was only a few feet away, and the ambiguous atmosphere made Mu Shiyue dare not raise her eyes to look into his eyes , She was afraid, afraid that she would be emotional, and even more afraid that seeing his affectionate eyes again, would fall into the abyss of being overwhelmed again.

The embarrassing atmosphere was disrupted by Mu Shiyue. She took her coat, and the two walked out of the room one after the other, walking side by side in the corridor. In addition, she was wearing a white dress today, elegant like an angel , and Wen Ruchu's clothes echo each other, like a couple, loving each other.

At the elevator entrance, the two waited quietly for the elevator, looking at each other, looking at each other deeply and deeply.

'Ding' The elevator came up, and the door slowly opened.

Appearing in front of the two of them was Han Feixuan, who seemed to have come from hell. He was full of anger, and looked at them fiercely with a pair of extremely cold eyes.