Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Seeing her, Han Feixuan left just like that. Looking at her gradually receding back in the corridor, there was a smile on his handsome and fair face, but a haze spread in his dark eyes.

Mu Shiyue, you are really ruthless. It has been four years, and you have never changed, even just a little bit, and you still refuse to change!

By chance, the nurse and the doctor came in at this moment, and seeing Han Feixuan was alone in the ward, they couldn't help but wondered, "Sir, didn't you say you were going to give acupuncture to your wife? Where's your wife?"

Han Feixuan curled his lower lip coldly, with an unruly smile on his face, "She's dead, cancel the acupuncture!"

He left a sentence coldly, then put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaving only the doctor and nurse looking at each other, and walked out.

Han Feixuan, who came out of the hospital, put one hand in his trouser pocket, leaning against his black Maybach on the open parking lot, blending with the pitch-black night.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

His brows were furrowed more and more, his obscure eyes were covered with a layer of erratic mist, and there was always a face in his mind that couldn't get rid of, it was so pale, so weak, and also so stubborn.

Until now, Han Feixuan didn't understand himself, what happened, since when did he start to be interested in this hateful woman?
He anxiously took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, took out one casually, lit it and took a deep puff, holding the burning cigarette between his slender jade fingers, the black night sky flickered on and off, he slowly raised his head , toward the surroundings, spit a smoke ring.

After taking a few puffs, he threw down the cigarette a little irritably, stomped it out with his leather shoes, then took out his mobile phone, slid his fingers through the contacts, and then dialed a person named Sheng Shao.

Young Master Sheng and him were young, both of them were noble sons, rich young man, and the two families could be regarded as family friends. When Han Feixuan was unrestrained, he was very close to Young Master Sheng.

"Young Master Sheng, let's get some people out for a gathering!"

In the booth of Blooming Blossoms Bar, Han Feixuan was sitting on the sofa on one side, most of his body was hidden in the blind corner of the dark light, and the flashing lights of various colors flickered on his face from time to time, wrapping his entire body. Layers of oppressive breath.

Looking at his gloomy handsome face and his secretive emotions, Young Master Sheng, who had just taken a few sips from his wine glass, suddenly said, "Young Master Han, are you in a bad mood? Why don't you bring some young ladies over to play?"

Young Master Su, who was called out by Young Master Sheng to play, glanced at him, and hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense, when did you see Young Master Han touch those young ladies?"

"Oh, that's right, then let's tease the two girls over!" Sheng Shao said again.

Su Shao laughed, pointed at Sheng Shao and said, "I think you want to flirt with girls!"

"You still understand me!" Young Master Sheng put down his wine glass, stood up and walked to the fence of the booth, looking out like the dance floor below, with slightly squinted phoenix eyes, as if looking for a target.

Turning around again, seeing Han Feixuan who was looking at everyone indifferently and smoking elegantly, he couldn't help frowning, and walked over and said, "Young Master Han, haven't you quit smoking in recent years?"

Han Feixuan raised his hand and flicked the cigarette ash in the ashtray, and said calmly in his elegant voice without any waves, "I haven't quit completely, I still smoke a little occasionally."

Young Master Sheng nodded suddenly, and looked at him worriedly, sat next to him and patted Han Feixuan on the shoulder, and said, "You who haven't come out to play for a long time, why do you have time to find some of us today? Is there something wrong?"

Han Feixuan smiled, "What can I do? I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you. Let's call more friends over today. Let's have fun, and it's all mine!"

After finishing speaking, Han Feixuan held a cigarette in his mouth, took the glass and poured a glass of whiskey, raised his head and drank it down, then put down the glass and said, "Get a few more bottles of vodka!"

"Are you sure you're okay?" Looking at Han Feixuan who continued to order wine, Sheng Shao's eyes were deep.

Han Feixuan took a deep breath of the cigarette, held it between his fingers, poured another glass of wine, raised his head and smiled and said, "Why are you so talkative now? What can I do?"

After finishing speaking, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand and turned to drink with the others while holding the wine glass.

Sheng Shao stared blankly at Han Feixuan, looked at his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, he was obviously smiling, but the smile was bottomless, as deep as a ten thousand year ice pool, and the light in his eyes was cold Deep, always as if something happened.

He hesitated for a while. Sheng Shao and Han Feixuan grew up together. They belonged to the complete childhood. In the vernacular, they grew up bare buttocks. They had a friendship that allowed them to wear a pair of pants. After so many years of contact, he knew Han Feixuan's personality very well. As a person, he seems to be a dude, but in fact his heart is unpredictable.

He has an extraordinary super high IQ, he can keep a clear mind at all times, he will never express his mood and emotions on his face, he is extremely restrained, and the city is quite deep. A person whose heart does not beat will only hide in the deepest part of his heart, even if his heart is full of holes, and will never show it.

Like a wild beast, when he is alone and proud of the world, he will also have the bitterness and loneliness of being too cold, but he will not tell anyone, even if he is injured, he is just hiding in the corner alone and licking the wound.

Almost no one has a thorough understanding of him, and no one can walk into his true inner world.

He built a high wall in his heart, and he was careful not to give anyone a woman a gap.

Having been a brother for so many years, Sheng Shao knew his character very well, but this time, he really couldn't understand why a person like Han Feixuan who is cold-blooded, mean and cruel to his feelings would be so emotionally chaotic, and would be paralyzed by alcohol What about your own situation?

After hesitating for a while, Young Master Sheng got up and went outside, and made a phone call in the bathroom.

When Mu Shiyue came out of the hospital, it was past the off-duty time for the Han family. Instead of going to the company, she went directly to Han's house because the briefcase was still at home.

As soon as she entered the house, Shen Jiaren seemed startled when she saw her, she got up anxiously and said, "Why are you back? Where's Feixuan? Didn't he come back with you?"

Mu Shiyue sneered in her heart, when did they come back together?

He just said lightly, "No, I have nothing to do, so I'll be back first."

"What about Feixuan?" Shen Jiaren asked again.

"I don't know!" She replied, changed her shoes and went upstairs.

Shen Jiaren was even more surprised, "Didn't you go to the hospital together? Why didn't you come back together?"

Mu Shiyue paused, turned around, and said in surprise, "He sent me to the hospital?"

Shen Jiaren nodded, "That's right, when he saw you passed out, he hugged you anxiously and ran to the hospital, as if he couldn't help but frighten Fanduo and me!"

Mu Shiyue's heart came to a sudden, no wonder she only remembered that she was at home before she fell into a coma, and it turned out to be true. In other words, it was the hospital he sent her to, and she still owed him a favor.

Shen Jiaren coldly looked at Mu Shiyue from up to down, and seeing her in good health, she became more and more angry, "I said you are too ignorant, even though I told you a few times But I'm your mother-in-law after all! Isn't it mother? What can I say a few words? You insist on doing such a thing, and you startled Feixuan, what's the matter with making such a big noise! "

Shen Jiaren babbled on, how ugly the words were, but Mu Shiyue was completely absent-minded. She stared blankly at the floor in front of her feet, thinking that it had been a full day and night since she fainted. Has he been in the hospital for a long time?
Why?Didn't he keep saying that he hated her to death?Didn't it mean that she has nothing to do with him?Why did you send her to the hospital in such a hurry when she passed out, and stayed with her for a whole day and night...

Han Feixuan, what are you thinking? Didn't you agree not to interfere with each other and not owe each other?Why later, what you said and what you did were completely opposite.

"Mom, I'm very tired, I'm going upstairs first." She said something respectfully, then turned and went upstairs without looking back.

Faintly heard the voice of dissatisfaction from the mother-in-law behind her, one sentence after another, full of reproaches, she sighed helplessly, walked in, and did not hear it until she entered the bedroom and closed the door.

She didn't want to think about anything else, she simply took a shower, dried her hair and then lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep, regretting that she didn't ask the doctor to prescribe some sleeping pills when she was in the hospital, she took out her mobile phone and looked at .

When I logged on to Weibo again, her name had already disappeared from the hot search list, and I searched for keywords, and I could still find a lot of news, and there were still constant abuse in the comments, but at least the limelight had passed, and some time later Over time, it should gradually fade away after people's gossip.

After finally feeling sleepy, Mu Shiyue quickly put down her phone, and was awakened by the ringing of the phone just after falling asleep. She frowned helplessly, and she had to open her eyes and answer the phone because of the overwhelming sleepiness.

"Hello..." Her voice was hoarse and tired due to sleepiness and illness.

"Mu Shiyue..." Through the receiver, she could clearly hear the loud music on the phone and Han Feixuan's unique cool voice, "Come and pick me up, right away!"

Cold, chilling, without the slightest ripple.

Like an order issued, such a resolute tone did not allow her to have any doubts.

Mu Shiyue suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at the phone screen subconsciously, and after confirming that it was Han Feixuan's call, she said to the phone, "Han Feixuan, what did you say?"

"I'll let you pick me up!" His voice was muffled because of drunkenness, but it was still as cold as ever, only slightly better than usual, "Hurry up, wife!"