Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

The music stopped and the applause started.

The anger on Mu Shiyue's face was almost unbearable, she endured it again and again, and wanted to turn around and leave.

When Ren Liangyuan came, Han Feixuan said he was going to find her, but this Ren Liangyuan was too impatient, the banquet was almost over, and there was already urging.

It's ridiculous that Han Feixuan tolerated Ren Liangyuan everywhere.

Could it be that the two really have some shady relationship?

"Take your scrutiny from looking at people, you won't get the answer you want." Han Feixuan hung up Ren Liangyuan's phone, watched Mu Shiyue examine himself, and walked aside holding her hand.

Mu Shiyue originally wanted to break free, but after thinking about it, she gave up. What are you still arguing with Han Feixuan at this time?He went to accompany Yingying Yanyan outside him, and she would be happy if he didn't bother her.

"Next, I invite Young Master Han and Mrs. Han to cut the cake!"

The master of ceremonies sounded, and Han Feixuan led Mu Shiyue to the thousand-layer cake carefully prepared by the hotel. Han Feixuan asked Mu Shiyue to hold the knife first. He stood behind her, holding her waist with one hand and holding her with the other. hands, the young couple looks very sweet.

Mu Shiyue forced a smile, wishing she could finish cutting the cake quickly.

"Come on, slow down." Han Feixuan's warm breath kept spraying in Mu Shiyue's ears, knowing that he was putting on airs, Mu Shiyue was even more irritable, and his hands moved a little faster, accidentally getting his fingers wet. On to the cream.

Putting down the knife, Han Feixuan took Mu Shiyue's hand and wiped her fingers with a tissue. His serious expression and gentle tone made Mu Shiyue startled.

"It's finished, do you want to eat cake?" When Han Feixuan became gentle, his eyebrows were cut like a knife, elegant and noble, almost irresistible.

"Aren't you okay?" Mu Shiyue frowned and asked.

Han Feixuan brought over a small piece of cake with a half-smile, and put it in Mu Shiyue's hands domineeringly, "What matters to you."

"..."

She feels sick.

The love words that came out of his mouth, I'm afraid he has told so many women, so familiar and casual, anyway, she won't like it.

Mu Shiyue didn't know what Han Feixuan's brain circuit was thinking, since he wanted to act, she would accompany him to the end.

After taking a bite of the cake by herself, Mu Shiyue deliberately handed the spoon to Han Feixuan's mouth, and said, "Feixuan, I don't like butter, can you help me eat it?"

The two elders of the Han family next to each other were full of smiles and greeted each other with the guests. They were even more gratified to see their son and daughter-in-law in good condition.

Raising eyebrows, Han Feixuan touched his cuff habitually, lowered his head and ate the cake that Mu Shiyue had bitten, and teased, "So want an indirect kiss? Actually, I can kiss directly."

"Forget it, I'm afraid of vomiting." Mu Shiyue put down the plate and withdrew from the crowd.

As soon as she left, other distinguished guests surrounded Han Feixuan, chatting about business matters.

Looking at Han Feixuan who was surrounded by stars, Mu Shiyue found a seat and sat down, relaxing a little.In this flashy Vanity Fair, especially in the Han family, every meeting with Han Feixuan is like a battle. He has a fully armed gold and iron horse, and she is stubbornly resisting in her fortress.

After Han Feixuan greeted everyone and solemnly thanked all the guests for coming, Mu Shiyue went over and continued to play the elegant and generous Mrs. Han, taking a photo with the Han family.

It was said to be a commemorative dinner for the fourth anniversary of marriage, but the origin of the Han family was actually more like a commercial party. From the beginning to the end, Mu Shiyue was just a conscientious actor.

As a rule, the husband and wife leave together.

It was late at night.

Mu Shiyue sat in the co-pilot's seat without saying a word. After working all night, she just felt a headache and wanted to rest.

The man driving beside him didn't say a word either, he focused on driving, just...

The direction of this car is getting more and more wrong?
Before Mu Shiyue could ask, Han Feixuan stopped by the side of the road and said, "Get out of the car and wait for me."

Mu Shiyue was speechless and got out of the car.

"You don't even ask me what I'm doing?"

"Aren't you worried that if you procrastinate any longer, Ms. Ren will lose her temper with you?" To sum it up, Mu Shiyue always felt that Han Feixuan had a hole in his head. Everyone knew that he was Sima Zhaozhi, so it was enough for her to ignore it. Now, do you want her to get in the car and make a fuss and not allow him to go?
Han Feixuan looked calm and composed, "If my parents call, you know what to do."

Ask her to cover up.

"Yeah, I know." Mu Shiyue was standing on the side of the road in the dark, the cold wind was blowing, and there were no people or cars passing by in this area, so she had to suspect that Han Feixuan was out for revenge.

Where did she offend this master again?