Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Mu Shiyue's beautiful eyes were astonished, and she looked at him almost in disbelief.

Is she delusional?Han Feixuan, who usually looked at her with a scornful and mocking face, now had nothing on his face, only a faint smile, which was very clean, without any impurities.

She stared at him blankly, and was actually a little lost in thought. After four years, Mu Shiyue discovered that he looked so good-looking when he smiled.

After recovering, Mu Shiyue lowered her eyes lightly, "Is it important whether you like it or not? In this marriage, I just need to be a good wife."

"Acting?" Han Feixuan focused his eyes on her head. He seemed to have almost forgotten their original intention when they got married. They just cooperated with each other in acting and did not interfere with each other's lives.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "You don't have to do that anymore, if you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, just say it, my mother won't make things difficult for you, and you don't have to wipe the floor anymore!"

Mu Shiyue raised her head in shock, and asked in disbelief, "What happened to Mr. Han today?"

Her words reminded Han Feixuan, he grimaced stubbornly, and changed his previous tone, "I just estimated the reputation of the Han family. After all, you are still my wife. It's not that our family has no money, so we can't afford a nanny, no I need you to work at home!"

Mu Shiyue nodded, yes, the Han family is indeed not short of money.

In that case, she would be more respectful than obedient, and accept his kindness naturally, "Then thank you Mr. Han for your understanding, I'm going to rest."

She nodded at him very politely, then turned gracefully and walked towards the bedroom.

Seeing the moment she turned around, Han Feixuan had a slight urge to hold her back, but he hesitated for a while, thinking about what to say, so he didn't do it.

The next day was a rare sunny day. In this early winter season, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue and the air was particularly fresh.

Mu Shiyue left the Han's house early, and took advantage of Shen Jiaren's time to water the flowers early in the morning, so she drove out and didn't want to meet and listen to her endless chatter.

She was driving the car in a good mood. Under the sunshine, the buildings looked like they were covered with gold, which was very beautiful. She couldn't help smiling, and her thoughts were long, thinking of the first time she met Wen Ruchu. picture.

It was also such a sunny early winter. Mu Shiyue, who had just entered college, had been ill for a long time. After more than half of a semester on and off, by the time she fully recovered from her illness and returned to school, the summer had already turned into a cold winter.

On a sunny day after the snow, she hurried to the teaching building with a few books in her arms. She accidentally bumped her foot on the steps and fell out due to the inertia of her body. When she was about to fall to the ground, a person appeared. Her muscular chest caught her, and her smiling handsome face was extraordinarily gorgeous.

That person was Wen Ruchu. Only after that encounter did he know that he was a senior who was two years her senior and the object of collective admiration of many girls in the school.

Looking back on them at that time, Mu Shiyue couldn't help showing a long-lost smile on his face.

She drove the car into the underground parking lot, and after parking, she took the elevator directly into the company.

As soon as she entered the office, her little assistant also came in with a stack of documents in her hand. After asking Mu Shiyue to sign one by one, she said, "Director Mu, there will be a regular meeting in the meeting room on the fifteenth floor in five minutes. To open it, executives from various departments must participate, and Mr. Han personally presided over it."

Mu Shiyue nodded, "Will our design department also participate?"

Under normal circumstances, the design department is only responsible for all kinds of original design, and will not participate in many regular meetings, because of the relationship between the two husbands and wives, and they do not want to affect the public opinion of the subordinate employees.

It's not that he doesn't want to see her!Just find all kinds of excuses and excuses.

"Yes, Mr. Han has personally spoken this time, so you must attend." The secretary said.

Mu Shiyue frowned, a little confused. She had already handed in all the design drafts in advance. It stands to reason that as long as Han Feixuan selects a suitable draft, it will be handed over to the factory below for processing and production, and then sent to the retail store for preheating. , the sales department makes performance statistics, all processes are like this every quarter, and she has nothing to do, so what tricks does he want to play.

What happened during the trip to Paris is vivid in Mu Shiyue's memory, and Han Feixuan's roar at that time is still in her ears. She will never forget his resentful eyes, and the look of hating her. Thinking of these, her heart tightened inexplicably, could it be? Is he going to embarrass her in public again so that he can complete his revenge?

Forget it, no matter how much he tosses, there are only a few months left, and he will be relieved after getting through it.

"Okay! I'll go up later." Mu Shiyue said simply.

After the secretary left, she took out her mobile phone naturally, and looked at the message Wen Ruchu just sent, "You must eat in the morning, even if you don't have an appetite, you must eat, or you will have a stomachache again." '

The simple tone, the concern is so natural.

She replied with a smile, stood up and put the phone in her pocket, then sorted out the documents and went to the meeting.

The conference room on the [-]th floor is as large as hundreds of square meters, with high-end leather sofas, a large circular table, and the flowers in the vases are very bright.

Han Feixuan was sitting alone in the leather chair with a cup of hot tea in his hand. He looked at Mu Shiyue who was pushing the door and standing at the door through his steaming eyes.

Mu Shiyue stood at the door, wondering why Han Feixuan was the only one?What about other department executives?Didn't the secretary say that all attend regular meetings?
How could there be only the two of them? Could it be that she came early?
Mu Shiyue regretted coming up in such a hurry. She hated the awkward atmosphere the most, but she had already opened the door, and couldn't turn around and leave. After hesitating, she bit the bullet and walked in.

I found a place far, far away from Han Feixuan, pulled out the chair and got down.

Putting down the document in his hand, his gaze fell forward calmly, avoiding Han Feixuan naturally, with an indifferent attitude.

"Come here, sit closer to me!" Han Feixuan said suddenly.

Mu Shiyue raised her head strangely, met his deep eyes, and shook her head politely, "No need, there will be executives from other departments coming later, Mr. Han, we still have to avoid suspicion."

To avoid suspicion, Han Feixuan seemed to laugh out loud.

But after thinking about it, she was right. Han Feixuan put down the hot tea in his hand, got up, took some documents, walked towards her, pulled the chair beside Mu Shiyue, and sat down.

He slowly opened the document in his hand, and said softly, "Since you don't want to go by my side, then I have no choice but to sit here."

Mu Shiyue was startled, and a chill spread all over her body.

Is he sick?I still have a fever that burns my brain out!

Seeing her astonished eyes, Han Feixuan smiled slightly, pushed the document in his hand to her, and said, "Today's meeting, there are only two of us, no one else will come."

"What?" Mu Shiyue couldn't believe her ears, what the hell was Han Feixuan doing!
"Don't blame your secretary, I told her to say that." Otherwise, how could she come over obediently.