Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

"You!" Han Feixuan's angry handsome face instantly became ugly.

Mu Shiyue raised her eyes coldly, "Otherwise, Mr. Han can also call your female secretary. Ms. Nie will be willing to help you."

The cold tone was full of disdain.

Han Feixuan took a deep breath, as if he could see through her thoughts at a glance, his deep black eyes gleamed, "Do you think I dare not?"

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and at the moment of dialing, he added, "Mu Shiyue, you'd better weigh it carefully, whether you will regret it in the future."

It was clearly a threat, but it was flat and meaningless.

She weighed it over and over again, then put down the chopsticks silently, stood up and took his portion of instant rice, and began to tear off the wrapping paper.

It's obviously a trivial matter, but according to Mu Shiyue's understanding of him, he is a man of his word, no matter how small or big it is, if he is unhappy, there will be consequences.

Seeing that she will be completely relieved in a few months, she doesn't want to cause trouble again temporarily.

After a while, Han Feixuan's rice was steamed, and the side dishes were poured out to cover the rice. Luckily, Mu Shiyue helped him break the chopsticks, put them all in front of him respectfully, and he Majestic like a king, he looked at the bowl of rice in front of him with indifference, and then looked up at Mu Shiyue on the opposite side. She held the chopsticks gracefully and ate one bite after another. While eating, she looked at the computer screen. The design draft, a posture of completely selfless for work.

After some difficulty, Han Feixuan picked up the chopsticks and took a small bite. He felt that the taste was not bad, so he continued to eat.

After eating, the two of them devoted themselves to their work again. Mu Shiyue carefully processed each design draft, because she knew that behind each draft was an unknown designer's efforts and intentions. sublimation.

Although not every designer can be famous all over the world, but at the very least, she must respect them and treat each work seriously.

Just as Mu Shiyue was concentrating on handling the work, Nie Fanduo came.

She was so anxious that she didn't even knock on the door, but pushed the door open and broke in. Mu Shiyue was so shocked that her thoughts were in a mess, and she almost forgot what she was going to do next.

"Mr. Han..." As soon as she came in, a coquettish voice followed, and Mu Shiyue knew who it was almost without turning around.

"Mr. Han, you made it easy for me to find you this morning! I never thought you were here!" She walked over and said, her eyes fell on Mu Shiyue who was working at the side, and her sharp eyes almost wanted to catch her Ling Chi's unfriendly attitude is very obvious.

Nie Fanduo coldly called Mu Shiyue to Director Mu just out of face.

Mu Shiyue also ignored her, without raising her eyebrows, completely ignoring her.

"What's the matter?" Han Feixuan asked calmly, raising his eyes.

Seeing his business-like appearance, Nie Fanduo didn't dare to do anything else, so he said with a sullen face, "There are two documents in the finance department that need your signature."

Han Feixuan nodded and ordered, "Go and get the documents!"

The implication is to sign here.

Nie Fanduo's face was a little ugly, and he carefully reminded him, "Mr. Han, this is a conference room, not your president's office."

Han Feixuan turned his deep black eyes, then stood up, and said to Mu Shiyue, "Director Mu, how long will it take you to hand it in?"

Mu Shiyue did the math, "It's hard to say, tomorrow will be the soonest!"

Han Feixuan nodded, and when walking out with Nie Fanduo, he added to her, "Then invite Director Mu to go to the office! When do you hand it in, when will you leave."

Afterwards, the tall figure left her, and the door of the meeting room closed with a bang. Mu Shiyue clenched her fists angrily and gritted her teeth angrily. What did Han Feixuan mean? It will be handed in tomorrow. Does he not believe her?If you still have to go to his office, isn't this just a disguised supervisor?

"Did Mr. Han have lunch?"

Upstairs in the elevator, Nie Fanduo asked with concern.

Recalling that lunch, Han Feixuan showed a helpless wry smile on his lips, and nodded with a sigh, "Barely eat it."

Nie Fanduo was taken aback, "Do you need me to prepare some more meals?"

He shook his head, "No need."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Feixuan thought of something again, and immediately said, "But you can order dinner! Just choose the one we used to go to. The signature dishes are all ordered, and they will be delivered on time at [-]:[-]."

He was worried that the two of them would forget the time when they were working, and if Mu Shiyue ordered a meal, she would call him some instant meal.

When it comes to the restaurant he and Nie Fanduo often go to, it is inevitable that a strange feeling flows in his heart. Nie Fanduo is secretly happy, and subconsciously asks, "Aren't you going home tonight?"

"I won't come back. Director Mu and I will work overtime tonight. I'll leave the food order to you." After he finished speaking, the elevator dinged, and when he reached the top floor, the elevator door opened slowly, and Han Feixuan stepped out abruptly. .

Nie Fanduo stood alone in the elevator in a daze, with mixed feelings in her heart, and touched her ears suspiciously, she heard right!Han Feixuan personally asked Mu Shiyue to work in his office, and even offered to work overtime with her?
what happened to him?Don't you hate Mu Shiyue the most on weekdays?Is the marriage of the two people also in name only, on the verge of shattering?Why, why in his eyes, he saw a different feeling for her than others...

Nie Fanduo knew that this was a bad omen, her heart was stuffy, as if she was overwhelmed by something, and it was difficult to breathe.

Mu Shiyue went up to the top floor from the employee-only elevator, carrying a laptop and a stack of blueprints, and entered the president's office. The two sat side by side on the sofa and began to work hard. Their serious looks seemed to raise eyebrows. .

Nie Fanduo looked even more anxious and annoyed. Fortunately, she went downstairs, out of sight and out of mind, and went to the finance department to get the documents.

When passing by the tea room downstairs, Nie Fanduo could not help but slow down when he heard the voices of the female staff discussing faintly, paying attention to the sound——

"Do you know? Today the president has been in the conference room with Director Mu all morning, and I don't know what the two of them are doing."

"They are husband and wife, no matter what they do, they are aboveboard!"

"That's true, but I heard that our President Han and Director Mu have a bad relationship! The two have never worked together before, what's wrong this time?"

"Oh, don't forget that they are husband and wife, even if the relationship is not good, there is a possibility of slowly cultivating it!"

Several female staff members muttered in low voices, and Nie Fanduo was standing at the door of the tea room, her face was clouded, and she was pinching the two documents in her hands with resentful fingers.

"However, if Mr. Han and Director Mu get along well, it will be a pity for Secretary Nie!"

"What a pity, she's just a mistress!"

"Since you have the guts to be a mistress, you have to be ready to be dumped. Anyway, I don't think mistresses are good, it's so disgusting!"

Chattering, still talking, I heard a "bang" in my ears, and several female staff turned around in confusion, only to see Nie Fanduo kicking the door hard with her feet, and appeared in front of several people with a cold face .

"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly, so say it again!" She gritted her teeth with a sullen face.