Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

The car stood up coolly and disappeared on the long road.

Ten minutes later, Mu Shiyue hadn't gotten a taxi yet, when Han Mingxin called. She squinted her eyes, pressed the answer button, and there was already a tear in her voice, "Hello, Dad?"

"Xiaoyue, what's wrong with you? Did that kid Feixuan bully you again?"

"No, no, no, Dad."

Mr. Han knew the virtues of Han Feixuan's dandy son, so he said with hatred, "Xiaoyue, don't be sad, give Feixuan the phone, and I'll tell him."

"But Feixuan isn't here, he's gone to find... his little lover." Mu Shiyue's voice was full of helplessness and grievance.

"What?" Old Man Han was very excited on the phone, "You brat! I won't skin him until he comes back!"

I thought that my son and his daughter-in-law were going to go somewhere to be romantic, but this time, I didn't go home, so I went to find that model directly!
After a few minutes.

A black Maybach stopped at Mu Shiyue's feet. Who was it but Han Feixuan?

Such a fast speed, obviously rushed over in anger.

The window of the car was lowered, revealing a face as deep as ice, Han Feixuan's side face was cold and serious, and he lifted his lips and said, "Are you still waiting for the old man to pick you up in person?"

Inexplicably, she wanted to laugh, but Mu Shiyue held back, got in the car, and put on her seat belt.

In the rearview mirror, Han Feixuan looked at people with murderous intent.

Mu Shiyue looked calm.

"go home."

As soon as his words fell, the car rushed out quickly.Mu Shiyue rushed forward suddenly, but fortunately she reacted in time and blocked it with her hand without getting hurt.But she jumped up angrily, raised her voice and said, "Han Feixuan! Are you sick?"

I scolded again, but there was no response, and the car was still galloping.

"Han Feixuan! What kind of man are you to vent your anger on a woman like this? Are you capable of marrying your little lover back home in a fair and honest manner?"

The strong and rapid braking sound was harsh and sharp, Han Feixuan tilted his head, his pair of deep black eyes were as sharp as knives, he wished he could goug out the flesh of the woman in front of him, he hated her already, but married her anyway, now it's a good thing, this woman learned how to use it It's disgusting and hateful for the old man to punish him.

"Mu Shiyue, do you think I, Young Master Han, dare not?"

The domineering king's spirit is natural, and Mu Shiyue couldn't help but believe that when he said these words solemnly, he could really do it, but she also knew that he wouldn't do that.

So she insisted, "Han Feixuan, it's not that you don't dare, you won't do that."

"..." The latter was speechless, and his face became more gloomy.

"Since you don't know how to do that, why waste your energy? That's how I am. I treat others as others treat me. So your current situation is all self-inflicted. Even if you have half respect for me, this A marriage won't go to such an extent."

"You mean, you want to have a good marriage?"

Mu Shiyue looked at the dark sky outside, "You and I both know why we got married."

It's okay if she doesn't mention it, but it makes Han Feixuan even more angry. He leaned forward, and the manly aura quickly occupied the air around Mu Shiyue, making it difficult for her to breathe. .

"Mu Shiyue, I will make you pay the price."

He is sure.

Mu Shiyue was a little confused. After getting married, she had been adhering to her duties, but she was not to be outdone, and replied forcefully, "Then you can try it out. You don't know who will die?"

"Where did you get the confidence to talk to me like that?"

After four years of marriage, he often went out, but whenever they were in the same frame, they would still confront each other. He knew some details about her affairs, but he didn't know much about her.The two should be the closest people, but they are the most unfamiliar.

"Don't be too narcissistic and think that you are special. This is the case with everyone I talk to."

"..."

He was really curious why this woman could maintain an elegant and decent smile no matter what the situation was, and that smile bored him, as if her face was always covered with a layer of human skin.

Facing his scrutinizing gaze, Mu Shiyue raised her eyebrows, straightened her body, and said in a light voice, "If you are special, it is only because you are his brother."

he?elder brother?

Han Feixuan was completely speechless. When he mentioned his younger brother Han Feiyu, his chest became more depressed, and the lines on his face cooled down. He smiled, "Do you still have the nerve to mention him?"

A look of dull pain flashed across Mu Shiyue's face, but he quickly restrained himself.

There is no following.

Both of them were silent.

Back at the Han family, the two elders of the Han family had been waiting in the living room for a long time, looking prepared.

Seeing Han Feixuan and Mu Shiyue come back, Han Mingxin glared at Shen Jiaren, who wanted to pull Han Feixuan over there, and said sharply to Han Feixuan, "You still know to come back?"

"This is my home." Han Feixuan said calmly.

Mu Shiyue followed behind him and sat down next to him, seeming obedient and docile.

Han Mingxin saw it in his eyes, and his voice became deeper, "Do you still have this family in your eyes? Do you still have your parents and wife?"

"I'm not blind."

"Cough cough." Mu Shiyue coughed pretendingly.

The old man immediately diverted his attention and asked: "What's wrong with Xiaoyue? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Maybe I caught a cold when I was waiting for Feixuan by the side of the road just now. It's okay, Dad."

After Mu Shiyue finished speaking, Han Feixuan's face turned darker, but Mr. Han's face was a little darker than his, obviously angry.