Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Wen Ruchu sighed and said nothing.

Answered everything with silence.

Xia Caiwei gritted her teeth angrily, "Okay, you love her, so what am I?"

She was by his side and silently accompanied him for four full years. When he was in pain and decadent and sought alcohol to paralyze himself, Xia Caiwei was willing to accompany him. When he started his career and the difficult time of the bottleneck period, she never left him and waited for him , when he was in full swing and worth tens of billions, she was still by his side.

How could Wen Ruchu be unaware of such obscurity.

It's just love, sometimes you don't necessarily get rewards when you pay, it only gets gratitude and rewards, but unfortunately, it has nothing to do with love.

Wen Ruchu turned around, looked at her indifferently, and said in a deep voice, "Caiwei, I'm sorry."

In a word, Xia Caiwei's heart trembled violently, "You, you still choose her, don't you?"

She had waited for this result four years ago. At that time, she was waiting for him with full expectation. She wanted to be with her senior whom she had admired for many years. Moreover, Wen Xia and his family are family friends. If they can get together, they will definitely get everything. people blessing.

However, the reality is cruel. What she waited for was that Wen Ruchu took Mu Shiyue's hand and introduced to her with a smile on her face, "This is my girlfriend, Caiwei. From now on, you and Xiaoyue should have a good time." Get along!"

Xia Caiwei was completely taken aback at the time. He chose Mu Shiyue. She and Mu Shiyue were classmates. They were not best friends, but good friends finally figured it out. Why, why did she have to be chosen!

One is a senior whom I have loved for many years, and the other is a good friend who has been with me for many years. What an ironic ending, it abruptly fell on Xia Caiwei.

Also at this moment, four years later, Xia Caiwei still got the same result.

She laughed at herself in amazement, and sneered, "You still choose her, but she is already married! Could she divorce for you? The Han and Mu families are married. This marriage is a matter between two families. Mu Shiyue alone has the final say on the matter of the two conglomerates, whether to divorce or not, as before, do you really think that she will abandon the entire Mu family for you?"

Wen Ruchu turned around and looked away from her, "I don't know if she can leave the Mu family behind, but as long as she wants to do it, I will help her."

For example, divorce, as long as Mu Shiyue wants to do it, Wen Ruchu will definitely help her do it.

Even if it is for her, he is willing to go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire.

"You will help her? Yes, you will help her with everything. Okay, then I want to see how you help Mu Shiyue leave the Han family. See if you will still be so confident in the end!" Xia Caiwei Throwing down a sentence angrily, then turned around, opened the door and got into the car.

Quickly starting the car and leaving, she watched Hurricane all the way, and stepped on the accelerator regardless, wishing that the whole car would crash together in the next moment, and a car would crash and people would be killed.

It's also spared that she is like this now, foolishly tugging at her heart for a man, obviously loving him, but can't get it, that feeling of heartache to numbness, as if her whole body is going to die immediately. To burn jade and stone together!

"Damn Mu Shiyue!" Xia Caiwei yelled angrily, "Why are you so lucky? Four years ago when you killed someone in a car accident, there was a Han Feiyu who loved you and took the blame for you, preventing you from going to jail and suffering. The Mu family's business is in ruins and is on the verge of crisis, and Han Feixuan married you and contributed money to help the Mu family, now I heard that you are not doing well and are going to divorce, and there is Wen Ruchu waiting for you!"

The more Xia Caiwei thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more angry she felt, the more she felt wronged. She didn't want to be Mu Shiyue, and she didn't want to be favored by so many men. She only wanted one, and the love of just one person was enough.

But why, just such a small extravagant wish, God refuses to satisfy her.

Looking down from the roof of the building more than 80 meters above the ground, everyone is as small as a sesame seed, and the vehicles coming and going are also the size of a matchbox.

Han Feixuan just stood by the window, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking down calmly.

As soon as he flew back from Paris, Han Feixuan didn't take a break, and came directly to the company in a hurry. His enthusiasm for work was like a robot.

"Mr. Han, you're back!" Nie Fanduo walked in in business attire, looking at Han Feixuan's back with longing eyes.

Hearing the sound, Han Feixuan turned around slowly, glanced at Nie Fanduo, and was not surprised at her behavior of going to work while sick, and only said in a very calm tone, "You hurt me!" Is everything all right?"

Even such an understatement of greetings, in Nie Fanduo's view, is like a treasure.

She nodded in relief, "Not yet!"

"Then come to work!" His tone was neither salty nor weak, and he could not hear any emotion, let alone a trace of concern.

Nie Fanduo sighed helplessly, "I have been back to work in the company since the day you flew to Paris. I don't want to wait for you to come back. There is still a lot of work waiting for you to do..."

She is eager to get his approval, praise, or anything else. As long as Han Feixuan can understand her painstaking efforts, Nie Fanduo has not been busy with work in vain these days.

It's a pity that she had good intentions, because Han Feixuan only replied coldly, "Oh! That's it."

I stopped talking.

Nie Fanduo was stunned by himself, dazed and embarrassed.

"I..." She still wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, she heard the assistant's knock on the door.

Han Feixuan paced back to his desk, looked at the assistant who had just come in solemnly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Han, my wife is here." The assistant said, and handed the printed itinerary to Han Feixuan.

Then, the assistant explained, "This is the entire itinerary for the two days after my wife returns home."

Han Feixuan looked at it carefully, and his face darkened immediately, "It's that simple?"

The assistant nodded, "Yes, I have carefully investigated many times, and after my wife returned to China, she only went to these two places."

Han Feixuan sighed, looking at the company on the white paper, the address of Han Mu's family, and a coffee shop on the corner of the street, there were no other words. His eyes were sunken. Is this woman's life so monotonous?
Nie Fanduo on the side was even more surprised, a little confused about who the "wife" in the assistant's mouth was referring to, but because of Han Feixuan's indifferent attitude, and it was inconvenient to ask, he had to keep asking questions in his heart.

"Also, Mr. Han, here are all the design drafts sent by the design department this quarter. You can choose and send them to the factory before get off work." The assistant handed over a stack of drafts for the president to make a decision.

According to Han's previous style of work, the latest jewelry design products of each quarter need to send the samples made by the factory to the sales store in advance at the beginning of the season change, for warm-up, and then put them on the market in large quantities.

This time is no exception. This is also the purpose of Mu Hewan's insistence on letting Mu Shiyue participate in the Paris Jewelry Fair. I hope she can find inspiration as soon as possible, create the latest and best design works, and prepare for the next season's hot | sales. hot work.

Mu Shiyue also lived up to her brother's expectations. As soon as her plane landed, she hurried back to the company. After working frantically all night, the latest design draft was finally born.

This design took a lot of Mu Shiyue's painstaking efforts. She shared the throbbing when she and Wen Ruchu reunited, the melancholy when they parted, the involuntary sorrow, and the pain of a woman tortured by her marriage and partner. Emotions merged together to form this design.

The entire design department sent over a dozen original designs. Han Feixuan took a rough look, and then pushed it to the assistant. He leaned lazily on the seat, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with his hands.

He said in a deep voice, "Take it back to the design department and let Director Mu choose it!"

"Ah?" The assistant was taken aback. According to Han's practice every year, such an important ruling must be decided by the president himself. This time, he actually let the designer choose by himself. He must have heard it wrong!

Han Feixuan guessed what the assistant was thinking, so before he could ask, he continued, "This design plan, from material selection to conception, to the final actual drawing, is all handled by Director Mu alone. Let her choose!"

The assistant nodded in a daze, and slowly took back the manuscripts, "Okay, but after Director Mu is selected, do I still need to take them back for your review?"

Han Feixuan shook his head, "No, just send it to the factory after the selection!"

Nie Fanduo's jaw was about to drop in surprise, and he couldn't listen anymore, so he quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Mr. Han, this selection of manuscripts is not a joke, it is related to our Han's jewelry market performance in the next quarter." Ah! If you are a little careless, you will really lose the game."

"Secretary Nie, do you believe me? Or do you not trust Director Mu?" A low male voice sounded from the boss chair behind the desk. At the same time, Han Feixuan took a cigarette, lit it casually, and exhaled white smoke that was misty People can't see clearly the expression on his face at this moment, but the pair of narrow and dark eyes are indifferent and sharp.

Nie Fanduo's kind reminder did not get half of Han Feixuan's understanding. He even showed some contempt and contempt. For a moment, Nie Fanduo felt ashamed and humble!

Her excited shoulders trembled slightly, she was a little angry in embarrassment, her cheeks were slightly flushed.

The assistant was caught between the two, he didn't want to be cannon fodder, he just wanted to escape from this dispute as soon as possible, so he said quickly, "Then Mr. Han, I sent these design drawings to the design department."

"Yeah!" Han Feixuan responded in a deep voice, and stopped the assistant just as he was about to leave, "Wait—"

The assistant hurriedly turned around, "Mr. Han, do you have anything else to do?"

"Has Director Mu come to work?" He asked.

As soon as the words were spoken, she was a little embarrassed, and her thin lips moved slightly.

They were husband and wife, but they needed an intermediary to understand her itinerary. This kind of ridiculous behavior, he thought it was ridiculous!
"No, Director Mu and the entire design team worked overtime yesterday. At this time, they should rest at home!" the assistant explained.

Han Feixuan's eyes darkened, he waved his hand, and the assistant turned around and left the office with interest.

Mu Shiyue worked overtime last night, so she drove out all the design drafts before he came back. It seems that she deliberately avoided him.

Han Feixuan frowned, stood up abruptly, grabbed the coat on the back of the chair, glanced sideways at Nie Fanduo, and walked out, then said to her coldly, "I have a private matter to deal with. , you stay in the company, you don’t have to follow me anymore.”