Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

"Mu Shiyue, aren't you too courageous? How dare you lie to me! I have a private meeting with my old lover behind my back, what do you take me for?" Han Feixuan gritted his teeth, wondering how this woman could carry him behind her back , being so intimate with other men.

That man was still her ex-boyfriend!
Could it be that she wanted revenge on him?Because of his relationship with Nie Fanduo, he found his ex-boyfriend...

For a while, Han Feixuan's thoughts were confused, and there were many random thoughts.

"What did I lie about? This trip to Paris was only for the jewelry exhibition." Mu Shiyue explained.

Han Feixuan shrugged and sneered, "Then how did you meet Wen Ruchu? Coincidence?"

Mu Shiyue nodded, "Yes, it's really a coincidence."

She was telling the truth, but he didn't believe it anymore.

"Then what is this?" Han Feixuan was anxious, took out his mobile phone, opened the photo sent by others, and threw it at Mu Shiyue.

A mobile phone flew towards his face, and Mu Shiyue quickly dodged and dodged.

The mobile phone fell to the ground innocently, and the ground made a 'bang' sound.

Seeing that he was aggressive and well-founded, Mu Shiyue squatted down angrily, picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and when she saw the photos inside, she froze for a moment——

In the photo, a man hugged a woman, and the two embraced tightly. The affectionate appearance was touching.

Obviously, the woman in the picture is Mu Shiyue, and the man is Wen Ruchu who just separated from them.

Mu Shiyue looked at the photo carefully. From the shooting angle, she should be standing on the left side of her and Wen Ruchu, but she clearly remembered that when they hugged the night before yesterday, there was a big vase more than one meter high on the left...

"If it's just a coincidence, why do you still hug? Are you excited to meet your old lover?" Han Feixuan's eyes were deep and narrow, cold and sharp.

Mu Shiyue lowered his head. Did he fly to Paris because of that photo?
"Why don't you talk? Look at your ugly face. Have you never seen a man? If you really need it, just tell me directly. It's not like you don't have a husband. Although I don't even bother to look at you, as long as you Please beg me, maybe I can give you some face and forcefully take you as a bitch!" Han Feixuan became more and more obscene, and the vulgar and vulgar words stimulated Mu Shiyue's heart.

"Are you finished?" Mu Shiyue couldn't listen anymore, "If I'm a slut, then what are you? What? Can't you even bear a hug from me and Wen Ruchu now? Then you Years, fooling around with those women outside all day long, and even breaking up with your ex-girlfriend, isn’t it more extreme than me? When you were doing those things, did you consider me? Have you ever considered that you are a married woman? Married man, wrong, you committed the crime first, if you don’t know how to reflect on yourself, what face do you have to question me?”

Mu Shiyue didn't know where her courage came from. Under Han Feixuan's repeated provocations, she was completely cornered and roared angrily.

Han Feiyu gritted his silver teeth angrily, strode over, pinched her neck with his big hand, and forced her into a corner, "It seems that you did it on purpose? You want to challenge my bottom line, don't you?"

"You think too highly of yourself. No matter what you think, I have already explained what I should explain. It's you who insist on thinking in other ways. I can't help it." After Mu Shiyue finished speaking, she began to struggle.

She wanted to break free from his shackles, but she couldn't resist his strength. She was even completely suppressed by Han Feixuan. Under his pressure, her weak body was so difficult to breathe.

Looking at the delicate little face below him, with unyielding eyes, and stubbornly fighting to the death, Han Feixuan saw the mist rising from her eyes, and couldn't help letting go, but curled his cold lips, " Mu Shiyue, if you are dissatisfied with what I have done before, then I can tell you that I am a man, and I have a sense of proportion, what should be done and what should not be done, I know very well, I don't need you to repeat it Remind me all over the place!"

Mu Shiyue, who escaped his control, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her neck with her hands, and did not forget to reply coldly, "Really? Then I will remember!"

After finishing speaking, he bypassed him and went straight to the inner room.

Her tone was simple and clear, her words were thin and solemn.

It was what Han Feixuan couldn't accept the most. He quickly caught up with her, stood in front of Mu Shiyue, propped his slender arms against the wall, narrowed his eyes coldly, looked at her, and quarreled, "What did you say just now?"

Mu Shiyue curled her lips contemptuously, saw his intention clearly, and then said, "Then what should I say? You teach me? Should I call you Mr. Han? Or Mr. Han?"

With that said, Mu Shiyue was still facing him, stepped back two steps, and then bowed respectfully at ninety degrees to show respect.

Han Feixuan didn't care about such a provocation, he just sneered, went over and pinched her chin, corrected her softly, and said, "Did you forget? You should call me husband!"

"I remember!" Mu Shiyue's very serious eyes locked on him, "It's a pity that there are too many people calling you like that every day. If I'm calling you, it's meaningless."

"Who is that interesting? That scumbag ex-boyfriend of yours?" Han Feixuan deliberately said it harshly.

Mu Shiyue frowned, "Ruchu is not a scumbag!"

"Mu Shiyue, I warn you, don't make me angry, or you won't be able to afford the consequences!" Han Feixuan's face darkened, and his eyes became terrifying.

She pushed away the hand he was holding on her chin, and stared at him coldly, "I really don't understand, Han Feixuan, what else do you do besides threatening others?"

Her moderate voice hit Han Feixuan's heart like a heavy fist.

Han Feixuan's fierce eyes narrowed, and he looked Mu Shiyue carefully up and down, "It seems that I need to let you know what else your husband will do..."

As she spoke, she grabbed Mu Shiyue and pressed it against the wall, her scarlet eyes were furiously lustful, and she tore her dress vigorously. Mu Shiyue gasped, panicked, struggled wildly, and said, " You don't care who I hug with at all, you are just jealous of Wen Ruchu, because he is better than you in every way!"

For a split second, Han Feixuan stopped what he was doing. Frost formed in his phoenix eyes. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, looked at Mu Shiyue coldly, and almost paused, "What did you just say?"

Mu Shiyue gritted her teeth tightly, met his awe-inspiring eyes, looked desperate, and spoke as calmly as possible, "Do I need to repeat it?"

Han Feixuan's hands trembled forbearance, looked at her face, and shook his big hand vigorously, and Mu Shiyue was thrown out by him.

Unfortunately, her whole head hit the wall, and blood flowed profusely.

Han Feixuan took a few steps back, his chest kept rising and falling, and the photo of them embracing appeared in front of his eyes. He would never forget that the smile on her face was so bright, but it was another man.

She struggled to get up from the ground, tightly covering her bloody forehead with one hand, looked at Han Feixuan for a few seconds, then took her bag, turned around and ran out quickly.