Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Han Feixuan looked at her quietly, his handsome model-like face was dyed with some unfathomable complexity, and suddenly the corners of his lips raised, and he said, "Didn't you always care about work far above everything else? Even for work, Even if you don’t want your own health, you have to persevere even if you are sick, so how can you make a mistake with such a big matter as HND?”

Han Feixuan was puzzled. If it was a small flaw in the jewelry design drawing, he could still accept it. When anyone made a mistake, but this time it was just a translation of a document. As a department director, she could order it to her subordinates. It's enough to find someone who can translate French, but it's so procrastinating to the point where I can't help it, it's not like Mu Shiyue's usual style!

"I don't want to either..." She lowered her head, her expression hidden so that he couldn't see clearly, "I got this document more than ten minutes ago, and no one in our department can translate French."

Han Feixuan's eyes tightened, did she understand the explanation?
"What I want is the result, not the reason you are looking for!" His cold voice sounded in vain, interrupting Mu Shiyue's thoughts decisively.

At the same time, his eyes instantly sank.

Mu Shiyue's body trembled suddenly, she stood up anxiously, picked up the document on the desktop, and said, "Then I'll find someone from another department to translate immediately!"

Then he turned around and was about to leave when he seemed to think of something again. He stopped in his footsteps, but he didn't turn around. He just turned his back to him, and his white teeth sank into his lips. He gritted his teeth and said, "This incident was my mistake and caused irreparable damage to the company. I will resign voluntarily later."

Staring at the back of her striding out, Han Feixuan narrowed his eyes, and suddenly shouted, "Did I tell you that you can go?"

A moment of hesitation flitted across Mu Shiyue's mind, and the high heels paused, but they didn't stop, and they continued to move forward.

Han Feixuan was so angry that he quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand from behind. His cold eyes met her gaze, "Didn't you hear what I said? Did I allow you to leave?"

Mu Shiyue looked at him coldly, wishing to roll her eyes immediately, isn't he making trouble for no reason?

Due to the matter of the document, she sighed helplessly in her heart, and said in a calm tone, "President Andrew will be here soon, and I will find a way to make up for the mistakes I made myself."

"How do you make it up?" he asked.

"This..." Mu Shiyue's hesitant eyes began to drift away. She knew very well that no matter which department she asked for translation, it would be impossible in terms of time.

No one can translate such a thick stack of documents in ten minutes, unless, unless someone is so good at French that they can understand it without translation.

But the whole company, if it is in English, you can choose a lot at will, but in French...

The last trace of self-confidence in Mu Shiyue's heart also collapsed, and the entire small face became more and more sad. Although he was still trying to save face, he could see the restlessness and restlessness in his eyes.

With a big hand, Han Feixuan pulled her back to the desk, opened his laptop and put it in front of her, and said, "I heard that your memory has always been very good, almost to the point where you can never forget it. Now I read this Documents, you enter them in the computer as quickly as possible, and then print them out and distribute them to various departments."

After saying this, Han Feixuan took the document from her hand, opened it and began to read, with a clear voice and pure timbre, he read the French on it in the form of Mandarin.

For a moment, Mu Shiyue looked at him in a daze. After four years of marriage, she didn't know that his French was so good...

Seeing the strange look in her eyes, Han Feixuan showed a slight embarrassment on his cold face, and said, "What are you looking at? Are you curious? I used to study in France for several years. Mu Shiyue, I'm your husband. Could it be Don't you know all this?"

"Eh..." How could she have any spare time to learn about his past.

I thought he was just a dandy rich second generation. He used to do things that young people are willing to do, such as horse racing, racing, bowling and golf, going to bars and nightclubs, playing with women... Anyway, he is doing anything wrong, or else Han Shao's name , How could it be so famous in F city!
Looking at her haunted eyes, I knew she was thinking about other things. Han Feixuan pursed his thin lips slightly, snapped his fingers in front of her eyes, and said, "Why are you still in a daze? You think you are a goose, hurry up!" Hit typing!"

After regaining her senses, Mu Shiyue glanced at him coldly, exhaled, nodded angrily, said "OK!", and started typing.

Han Feixuan skillfully translated the thick stack of documents into Chinese in the form of spoken language with densely packed French characters.

The slender and slender fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly, almost at the same speed as his reading, which shows that shorthand skills are not so powerful.

In 10 minutes, a document of tens of thousands of words was translated.

Mu Shiyue printed more than a dozen copies and planned to distribute them to the heads of various departments during the next meeting.

Seeing her busy distributing documents in the conference room, her busy expression, and her rigorous expression when typing quickly just now, she is so capable and strong, strong like a big clam, she hides her fragile and soft heart very well, and does not show it to others. any chance of harming yourself.

Big clam?Han Feixuan sneered, and couldn't find a better word to describe her.

Mu Shiyue was seriously busy distributing documents, but Han Feixuan's deep voice came from next to her ear, "Just this time."

She raised her head in surprise and met his gaze.

"Next time something happens again, I will definitely not bother you anymore!" He said coldly, his stern eyes were still cold, but for some reason, from Mu Shiyue's perspective, they were obviously softened many.

She smiled and said half-jokingly, "Aren't we husband and wife? We should help each other in difficulties, right?"

Because of the distance, Han Feixuan didn't see the melancholy and helplessness that flashed across Mu Shiyue's eyes when he said this.

If it wasn't for Han Feixuan, this incident probably wouldn't have happened.

She knew very well that it was Nie Fanduo who deliberately made fun of her behind her back.

Although the document has been translated, she doesn't intend to just let it go, Nie Fanduo, you wait.

Han Feixuan's eyes were sunken, and there was a posture of a teacher correcting students' mistakes, and he said solemnly, "The so-called couples who help and support each other refer to those who have feelings and love each other, not like us!"

He stared at her coldly, and when he thought of the woman in front of him, this woman who married him but didn't love him at all, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Mu Shiyue sneered, and looked sideways at the window with some emotion, the blue sky and white clouds outside, and the sunny day in winter, made people feel comfortable.

So he raised his hand in the direction of the sun and brushed the broken hair around his ears, and said indifferently, "That's right, but in this society, how many couples really love each other? It's all involuntary!" "

Involuntarily?

Han Feixuan's face darkened instantly, "Who are you talking about? What do you mean by being involuntary?"

His voice was full of anger, Mu Shiyue turned around, looked at his handsome face full of anger, and explained with a smile, "I just express my feelings, why do you take it so seriously?"

It was rare for her to defend herself, Han Feixuan felt relieved for no reason, and then heard the sound of the door opening, looked sideways, and saw Nie Fanduo pushing the door and walking in.

Han Feixuan was still angry, seeing Nie Fanduo coming in, he said coldly, "Don't you know how to knock when you come in?"

Nie Fanduo blushed in embarrassment, "I... I forgot..."

Han Feixuan withdrew his tireless gaze and cast a special glance at Mu Shiyue out of the corner of his eye. Seeing her indifferent and breezy look, the corners of her lips tightened a little angrily.

Nie Fanduo noticed the abnormality in his eyes, and couldn't help clenching his fingers even tighter.

After a while, his knife-like eyes fell on Nie Fanduo, "What's the matter?"

"President Andrew is here!" Nie Fanduo said.