Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

She stayed there, flickering in her heart, and collapsed into one piece in an instant.

"Feixuan..." Nie Fanduo softly called his name.

I don't know if her voice was too low, or because Han Feixuan didn't pay attention, anyway, Han Feixuan didn't seem to hear it, and when Nie Fanduo was stunned for a moment, he walked out of the president's room while wearing a suit jacket.

Nie Fanduo was left alone, staring at his leaving tall back, in a daze for a while.

There is no need for a woman's sixth sense at all. Based on intuitive judgment, Han Feixuan's attitude towards Mu Shiyue changed so quickly, and he even called her "Madam" in front of the employees. , and even handed over the design ruling power of the latest quarter to her...

The more Nie Fanduo thought about it, the angrier she became, and she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet.

If there must be a woman in this world who can make Han Feixuan change, then it must be her, Nie Fanduo. The love she finally got, must not be destroyed by Mu Shiyue!
Absolutely not!

His change to her was after returning from Paris. Could it be that this trip to Paris was not only for work, but also other things happened?
Nie Fanduo thought about it, and walked out of the president's office unwillingly, and went straight to the assistant's desk.

"Assistant Chen." She walked over and stared straight at the assistant at work.

The assistant looked up, hurriedly stood up, smiled politely, and said with a humble attitude, "Is there something wrong?"

"How many years have you been in the company?" She avoided the focus and was about to play the emotional card.

Nie Fanduo also considered it. After all, it is a private matter, and it is not good to be too straightforward.

The secretary's eyes flickered, he raised his hand to push the eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said calmly, "Three and a half years."

Nie Fanduo turned sideways, leaning against the desk, her slender legs were wearing sexy black stockings and small high-heeled shoes, matching them more elegantly, she said slowly, "You still remember."

The assistant lowered his head, "Of course, you recruited me, and you single-handedly selected me to become what I am today. Secretary Nie's great kindness, I will never forget it for the rest of my life...

The assistant said, but kept looking at Nie Fanduo's chest in a low-cut dress.

There was a slight smile on Nie Fanduo's lips, and he turned around slowly. The whole person was completely lying on the table, showing the concave and convex curves, and with two arms propped on his chest, the protruding twin peaks were particularly eye-catching. The assistant looked He choked wildly, and turned his back quickly a little uncontrollably.

When Nie Fanduo saw that the fire was coming, he sneered and said, "Since I am your benefactor, shouldn't you repay it?"

The assistant nodded again and again, and turned around again, "If Secretary Nie needs anything, as long as I can do it, I will do my best to help you..."

It's really a typical idiot who is screwed under the pomegranate skirt to death, and is also a coquettish ghost.

Also fell into Nie Fanduo's plan, she smiled softly and said, "Then tell me, what happened when the president flew to Paris this time?"

"This..." The assistant's face suddenly darkened, feeling very embarrassed.

But Nie Fanduo said, "Actually, it doesn't matter. You also know the relationship between me and the president. After so many years, when did you meet the woman who was the president? Didn't I always stay by his side?"

Undoubtedly, it is to test the pressure on the assistant, let him distinguish between priorities, and more voice-overs, to say whether the mistress of the Han family is Mu Shiyue or her Nie Fanduo, it is not certain.

The assistant rolled his eyes, carefully weighed which was more important, then exhaled, looked left and right, and then dared to lean over and whisper in Nie Fanduo's ear.

As Nie Fanduo listened, her beautiful eyes flashed, and the corners of her lips curved brightly.

Han family villa.

Mu Shiyue worked overtime at the company all night and drove all night. When she returned to Han's house, there was a lot of housework waiting for her.

Han Mingxin went to the private hospital invested and established by the Han family. He had to have a routine physical examination every three months. Every time he went, he had to stay in the hospital for two or three days, and he would come back after the examination results were all clear.

So this time, as soon as Han Mingxin left, Shen Jiaren sent away the nanny, and then saved up all the housework for Mu Shiyue.

Early in the morning, she had just returned from overtime work and flew back from Paris. The jet lag had not yet reversed. When she got home, she was reprimanded by her mother-in-law, "I heard you returned to China yesterday?"

Mu Shiyue nodded, "Yes, the plane arrived yesterday afternoon."

"Then why didn't you go home?" Shen Jiaren sullenly dissatisfied.

"I went directly to the company and worked overtime in the company to make the design draft. I didn't come back until this morning when I finished it." She said lightly.

Mu Shiyue's enthusiasm for work is obvious to all. She was able to become the youngest top designer in China within a few years after graduation, which shows how hard she usually works.

Moreover, it was not because of the marriage between the two that she became the chief designer of the Han Group. With Han Feixuan's hatred for her, if Mu Shiyue did not have real materials, how could he safely hand over the entire design department to her? Manage it for her.

As soon as work was mentioned, an inexplicable anger rose in Shen Jiaren's heart, and she angrily scolded, "I told you a long time ago, our Han family doesn't need you to go to work to earn any money, you just need to worry about it." Stay at home, take care of your health and have a baby as soon as possible!"

It's the same, Shen Jiaren will always be these few words, repeating them over and over again, she never gets tired of talking, Mu Shiyue's ears can hear cocoons.

"Mom, I'm the chief jewelry designer of the Han family. There's no way I won't go to work." Mu Shiyue expressed her attitude helplessly.

Shen Jiaren became angrier the more she listened, picked up a pile of dirty clothes on the sofa, threw them on Mu Shiyue, and said coldly, "Okay, go to work! But don't forget, you She is also the daughter-in-law of our Han family, and it is also your responsibility to be a good daughter-in-law!"

The clothes crackled on Mu Shiyue's face, and fell to the ground one by one. She stood there silently, looking straight at Shen Jiaren.

In the end, he still didn't say anything, just squatted down and picked up each piece, and carried them to the bathroom.

Even so, Shen Jiaren still wouldn't let her go, chasing after her and said, "Many of those clothes can't be machine washed! They're all expensive, so what if they get ruined?"

Mu Shiyue turned around and said, "I know, Mom, don't worry!"

"Why worry? You're just used to being a young lady. You've been married for four years. I didn't see when you were a good wife and mother. If I knew this, I shouldn't have let Feixuan marry you!" Shen The beauty roared angrily.

Standing there, Mu Shiyue felt her heart beating.

She seemed to tell Shen Jiaren directly that they were not the only ones who regretted it, and she didn't want to stay in the Han family anymore. If she could, she could go through the divorce procedures with Han Feixuan now!

Seeing her standing there silently, Shen Jiaren seemed to feel that what she said just now was a bit serious. After all, she chose to marry because of the long-term interests of the two companies. Now that the old matter is brought up again, it is inevitable that she feels a little guilty. .

After a moment of silence, Mu Shiyue's lips moved, and then her temper softened, not because of anything else, but because she thought of a person, Han Feiyu.

If this matter becomes serious, Han Feiyu, who is in prison, would not want to see this happen.

He is about to be released from prison, and if he endures it for a few more months, he will be completely free.

Mu Shiyue let out a little breath and said, "Mom, I will spend more time taking care of the family in the future."