Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Nie Fanduo looked at Mu Shiyue who suddenly woke up, the result was obviously beyond her expectation, a slight embarrassment swept across her clean face, she turned to smile, pretended to be concerned and hurried to bed, " Director Mu, you're awake, that's great!"

Mu Shiyue smiled coldly, "Yeah, I've disappointed you, she's not dead yet!"

The tone was still so arrogant, and there was no blood on the cold pale face.

She didn't pay attention. When Han Feixuan over there looked at her, his eyes paused and his face became more serious.

"We don't want this kind of thing to happen to Director Mu. I'm also a woman. It must be very sad to know that women have encountered these things, but don't take it to heart. As long as people are fine, other... Compared with life, it's not that important!" Nie Fanduo had something to say, and in such kind and gentle eyes, there was impatience hiding anxiety, eager to know whether this turmoil reached the fact that Mu Shiyue was raped.

Mu Shiyue saw the urgency in her eyes, and even saw her hypocrisy, so she deliberately didn't answer, and asked, "I really don't understand what Ms. Nie said about 'others'." What does 'things' refer to?"

"What else can we do? Director Mu, we are not outsiders! We have known each other for so long, and I usually treat you as my sister. In front of us, don't force yourself. I know you must be in a very good mood." Sad..." Nie Fanduo's tone was still so concerned, nothing unusual.

The words were still there, but Mu Shiyue smiled, sadly and coldly, but so meaningful, "But nothing happened, so why should I be sad?"

"Ah? No way! Did I hear it wrong? Or did I understand it wrong?" Nie Fanduo said anxiously, "In the middle of the night, some big men tied you up. It wasn't robbery, it was Is it robbery?"

The last sentence 'Jie Se' was said in a very low voice, like a mosquito bite, as if to take care of Mu Shiyue's mood after being injured, but in fact it was just to hide her secretly elated mood.

"It turns out that Miss Nie is expecting this! Do you want me to be robbed?" Mu Shiyue changed the subject and pointed at Nie Fanduo so sharply, "But I may have really disappointed you. They are not robbed. OK, my brother is here to save me!"

"Eh..." Nie Fanduo's expression turned pale instantly, did her plan come to naught?Or Ren Liangyuan chose the wrong manpower, such a good opportunity did not succeed!
"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry to disappoint you." Mu Shiyue blinked her big sad eyes, coupled with her pale face, obviously speaking in a sarcastic tone, but she said it so frankly and naturally.

Nie Fanduo's face became even uglier, and she could only quibble and say, "Really? So I heard it wrong!"

"I heard?" Mu Shiyue's ears are very sharp, and she keenly grasped the sensitive point, "Who did you listen to?"

She was very curious, the incident happened only a day ago, the police had just filed a case, and the men sent by Mu Hewan had just started investigating. If Nie Fanduo had nothing to do with this incident, how could he be so well-informed?

"I……"

There was really no way to make up any more lies, Nie Fanduo bit her lower lip in embarrassment, and her nervous fingers twitched together tightly.

"That's enough!" Han Feixuan stood up suddenly, walked over and subconsciously blocked Nie Fanduo with his body, his cold eyes were looking at Mu Shiyue fiercely, like a beast guarding a cub, The dormant gaze makes people shudder.

"It's enough for you to be injured alone, and Fanduo just cares about you. As for talking with guns and sticks?"

His voice was still so cold, without a trace of emotion.

That's right, he didn't have any relationship with her.

Mu Shiyue shouldn't expect to see her husband's caring eyes and warm words after waking up.

It's something she knows very well, but why did she feel more or less excited when she woke up and saw him beside her.

She pretended to be asleep on purpose, could it be that her heart was not hurt deeply enough by him, and she was still expecting something from this cold-blooded and ruthless person?

Mu Shiyue smiled sadly and tragically, her indifferent smile bloomed on her pale face, she was wrong, so outrageously wrong, she pretended to be asleep, but what she waited for was not his true feelings, but him and another her love staged.

She laughed at being silly, how ironic, how could she not laugh.

Seeing her smiling so happily, Han Feixuan's expression froze. Seeing her eyes constricted, he was burning with anger, "Do you still have any shame? After such a thing happened, you still have the face to smile now?"

Mu Shiyue suddenly raised her eyes, she really wanted to know what happened to her and why she was shameless!

"Feixuan, don't be angry with Director Mu. She will be very sad when something like this happens! Don't blame her!" Nie Fanduo spoke softly, her arms were natural She took Han Feixuan's arm tightly, leaning sideways on his shoulder affectionately.

Han Feixuan slightly turned his lower body, covered the back of Nie Fanduo's hand with a gentle big hand, patted lightly, and said softly, "It would be great if she can be as sensible as you!"

Mu Shiyue sneered even more, and looked at the two people who showed their love once again with disdain, as if she had really become a bystander, and couldn't help sighing, "Aren't you finished? Don't you know that patients need to rest? If you are tired, go back and get tired!"

"Oh, it's all my fault, and I made Director Mu angry again!" Nie Fanduo scowled, pouting aggrievedly.

Han Feixuan held her hand pityingly, turned around and before leaving with her, he added another sentence coldly to Mu Shiyue, "You woman, do it yourself!"

Hearing the door of the ward slam shut, Mu Shiyue sighed, angrily pulled out the infusion needle on the back of her left hand, the needle was hanging innocently in the air, dripping with the liquid medicine.

Feeling that it was not enough to relieve the hatred, he kicked the quilt away vigorously, lying alone on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze.

He let her do it for herself?
How can she do it for herself? What has she done wrong in the past four years of marriage?Serve her in-laws wholeheartedly, manage the entire Han family wholeheartedly, work hard in the company, and be so busy every day that she can't even use her sleep time, and she has to spare a little more time and energy to deal with him Those scandals created outside!

Even if there is no credit, is there no hard work?What did she do wrong?
After she survived the catastrophe and survived the catastrophe, as a husband, couldn't he have a little sympathy?If he insisted on doing this, he would hold another woman's arm, show up in her ward affectionately, and keep saying that she has no shame!
If she had no sense of shame, then under the ravages of a few gangsters, she should compromise, she should cowardly give up resistance, and let them run amok.

In that case, it wouldn't be in exchange for the pain all over his body. In the end, he would be riddled with wounds and bruises all over his body!

Mu Shiyue really can't figure it out, the pain in her heart is far more than the injury on her body, the pain involves every nerve in her body, she can only grit her teeth and stand up, the pain is so painful that she doesn't even have the courage to cry out for pain No, she was in so much pain that she could only grit her teeth and swallow it in her stomach with tears in her eyes!

It hurts so much, she can only distract her attention, don't think about it, don't think about them, how much love they will have at this moment, don't think about how harmonious they are smiling now, let alone when he takes care of other women, The tenderness of loving care...

Mu Shiyue braced herself, leaned over and pulled the quilt up from the ground, and covered her head.

Near noon, Mu He came to the hospital holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Mu Shiyue sitting on the hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown and a black sweater. There was a small folded table on her legs, and she was editing emails in front of her laptop. The keyboard was being tapped rapidly, and the back of the left hand was still dripping.

"My Muda designer, work less, your body is the most important thing!" Mu Hewan put down the flowers in his hand, moved the laptop away, and folded the small table on her lap and put it aside.