Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Han Feixuan said calmly, "Bring it, let me have a look."

Nie Fanduo happily went out to pick it up, and after a while, sorted out a copy of the documents printed in the morning, put them in a folder and brought them in for him.

While Han Feixuan was flipping through the pages, Nie Fanduo raised his heart, nervous like a child.

"Why, how is it?" Her voice trembled.

It seems that the more reason is not out of nervousness, but the anxiety after plagiarizing other people's achievements, and the restless heart is restless.

Seeing Han Feixuan's gradually frowning eyebrows, she became even more frightened, regretting that she should have acted bravely and stole Mu Shiyue's design!
In just a few minutes, Nie Fanduo seemed to have experienced centuries of long, complicated mood and mixed flavors. I knew that I shouldn't be so greedy for merit. You must know that Mu Shiyue and Han Feixuan have been together almost day and night for four years. , her creative style and design pattern are like a fixed pattern, how could he not see it?

If she wants to challenge Han Feixuan's high IQ, is she overestimating herself?
In an instant, Nie Fanduo regretted that his intestines were turning green, and he really wanted to find a place where no one was around to slap both of them, it was too hasty to do so!
When she was troubled, Han Feixuan roughly read the entire design draft, including the setting of the concept, slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on her, and said, "When did you do this?"

"I..." Nie Fanduo hesitated and didn't know what to say, then paused, carefully observing every tiny expression on his face, for fear that he might miss something.

"I remember you didn't study design, why did you remember to make these?" He said again.

For a while, Nie Fanduo couldn't hold back anymore, and hurriedly said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Han, I didn't mean it, I... I just want to help you, depending on the scope of your work because of the design draft , I feel bad..."

"No, I'm not saying you can't design well."

Han Feixuan changed the subject, looked at the document in his hand again, and said, "The design is very good. I can't imagine that you have never learned design, and you can design so well!"

"Eh..." Nie Fanduo was stunned, wondering if he was having auditory hallucinations, but Han Feixuan didn't recognize it. Was it Mu Shiyue's own handwriting?

Then, I heard him say, "This design is different from the past, whether it is the concept, the selection of jewelry materials, or every small detail on the artwork, it is different from the company's previous designs. If you don't say You did it, I thought the people in the design department had started to change their style!"

Nie Fanduo was taken aback, hurriedly took a step forward, followed by looking, "Really?"

"Don't you know what you did?" He raised his eyebrows indifferently.

Nie Fanduo hurriedly explained, "How could I not know, but after all, I am not from the design department, and I have no professional teachers to teach me. I just made it based on my own ideas, and it is not perfect. It makes you laugh." !"

"So what's the point of being modest? You've already done a good job, so good that there's nothing left to change."

It is a supreme honor to be recognized by Han Feixuan.

You must know that he is a talented student who graduated from a famous French design school. Although he is not a jewelry designer, he personally worshiped under the world-class designer Castel Lee and studied under his teacher for a long time.

He has his own insights and style in the aesthetics and design of jewelry, as well as in the selection of materials and the creation of ideas, so Han can create a unique brand under his leadership, which has attracted people's attention and favor .

Nie Fanduo finally let go of her hanging heart. She never imagined that Mu Shiyue would take pains to change her previous creative style in order to cater to HND's cooperation this time.

But thankfully, it became a strong proof that she took it for herself.

Nie Fanduo was proud of herself, her lips curled up slightly naturally, and it was hard to hide her excitement.

You know, changing the creative style is the biggest attempt and innovation made by a designer. Once successful, he will be famous all over the world, otherwise, he will fall to the bottom in an instant.

And Mu Shiyue, unfortunately, became the second type. As a result, he naturally plummeted.

Han Feixuan was completely attracted by the new creation, and had no time to pay attention to the radiance on Nie Fanduo's face at the moment. He just lowered his head, carefully admiring the artwork on the document, thinking of handing it over to HND as soon as possible, and starting the first cooperative work.

Nie Fanduo stood beside him, and said at the right time, "If the design is not bad, then I'll have someone take it to the hospital to show Director Mu."

Han Feixuan's eyes fluctuated, and he asked, "Why did you show it to her?"

"Mr. Han, she is the director of the design department. She is also the person in charge of the Greater China region appointed by HND Group. She is responsible for the cooperation between Han and HND. Of course, she can only submit it to HND after she has looked at it and nodded." She said. Said lightly.

It is clearly a simple working term, but every sentence is mean, like an iron cone, reminding Han Feixuan over and over again, reminding him that Mu Shiyue is the head of HND Greater China, and he should discuss it with her before doing it. Decide.

Han Feixuan hates being controlled by others when doing things, even if that person is his wife, he still can't do it.

The disadvantage of decisiveness is conceit, which is well reflected in Han Feixuan.

"What sort of person is she in charge?" Han Feixuan said angrily as he let go of the document in his hand, then got up, grabbed his coat and walked out.

Nie Fanduo followed closely with the document, "Feixuan, where are you going?"

"Hospital!" The cold voice replied to her.

Nie Fanduo curled her lower lip when she heard the sound, and followed quickly, there was another show to watch!

Sure enough, when he arrived at the hospital, the elevator went straight to the inpatient department on the tenth floor. Han Feixuan strode off the elevator, walked through the long corridor, went straight to the front of the ward, and pushed open the door.

The nurse inside had just brought delicious food for Mu Shiyue, and put it on the small foldable table. She held the rice spoon in her right hand and took only one bite when she saw the door of the ward being pushed open, and Han Feixuan walked away with a gloomy expression. came in.

Behind him was the delicate Nie Fanduo, the inseparable two people, openly holding hands in front of Mu Shiyue, the beautiful picture made her eyes hurt.

Seeing this, the nurse hurried out with empty dishes, closed the door, and left the stage to the three people in the house.

Mu Shiyue ignored him and continued to eat spoonful after spoonful.

It can't be because of this pair of dogs and the girl that it affects her physical recovery, and there are still a lot of work waiting for her to do.

"Mu Shiyue, you are quite comfortable recuperating here, and your appetite looks good!" Han Feixuan said sarcastically.

Mu Shiyue didn't raise her eyes, let alone pay attention to him, but just said plainly, "Yes, there is food and drink here, even if you don't like your appetite."

Undoubtedly, I glanced at Nie Fanduo on one side from the corner of my eye. Seeing the contemptuous look on her face, Mu Shiyue couldn't help but get angry, and said, "I'm not like some people who are born to see Men suffer from schizophrenia, some men love it, and some men love it, I can't even learn it, if I don't take good care of myself, how can I do it?"

"Who are you sarcastic about?" Han Feixuan took over the conversation awe-inspiringly.

Mu Shiyue swallowed a mouthful of rice, then raised her hand to pick up the food, "You are the one who insists on taking a seat!"

Han Feixuan frowned angrily. Every time he saw this woman, he was always inexplicably angry!
Nie Fanduo was still holding his arm comfortingly, and acted intimately as if no one was there, "Feixuan, Director Mu is still recuperating, don't be as knowledgeable as a patient!"

"Oh! That's right, why should I have the same knowledge as a patient like you!" Han Feixuan was persuasive, glanced at Mu Shiyue coldly, and said directly, "You are currently hospitalized with an illness and can't go to work, so HND As the person in charge, I will assume that you have abstained, and I will find a reason to explain to President Andrew, you hand over the work, and Fanduo will be in charge of your next work, so you can rest easy and recuperate!"

After finishing the long paragraph, Mu Shiyue was stunned for a moment, quickly put down the rice spoon in her hand, swallowed all the rice in her mouth, and said, "You mean to let me completely give up my position as the head of HND Greater China , let Nie Fanduo take over from me, right?"

"I don't like to repeat my words over and over again. Is it because I haven't said clearly enough?" His cold voice, like a roar from hell, was terrifying.