Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

In the huge office, a tall and straight man sat leaning on the boss's chair, his slender legs crossed casually, and two buttons on the neckline of his white shirt were undone.

His strong and lean chest was faintly visible, and the fluffy hair hanging on his forehead could not conceal his astonishing handsome appearance and delicate facial features carved by heaven.

In front of him, Nie Fanduo whispered softly, "Feixuan, I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you..."

"Huh?" The slightly hoarse and magnetic voice almost made the woman's heart tremble with excitement.

Nie Fanduo walked around behind the desk, and gently reached Han Feixuan's chest with her small hand. Through the shirt, she stroked slowly, her charming eyes were provocative, "Obviously the limelight is over, don't tell me Sheng, you know that if I don't come to the company, your heart will always be empty, don't you miss him?"

She slowly stroked his body, her slender fingers turned a thousand times on his arm, her face was as charming as a fox, and it instantly became refined and transformed into a human form.

Mu Shiyue took the elevator up and walked straight to the president's office.

The assistant at the door was surprised when she looked at her, and Mu Shiyue didn't feel anything, just smiled and continued to walk inside.

The door of the president's office was ajar, and Mu Shiyue didn't think too much about it. She walked over, raised her hand and pushed open the mahogany door, and said, "Thank you for helping me quell those public opinions. It's my news, it's really..."

The sudden sound disturbed the two people sitting in the chair.

At this time, the two who were kissing suddenly separated. Mu Shiyue stood there with an embarrassed expression, and the scene of the two of them kissing just now echoed over and over again in her mind...

Han Feixuan, Nie Fanduo...

I already guessed that they must have done it, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I felt so uncomfortable in my heart!
Nie Fanduo's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, as if on fire, and the red was so bright that she was about to drip. She quickly grabbed her already very low and short short skirt with her hands, and tied her shirt on her chest. Then he apologized and said, "Director Mu, I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to do this, I..."

Mu Shiyue didn't expect that the scene just now would make her already rock-solid heart hurt, and it hurt so badly!
She looked at the two people who were so glaring, she laughed out of anger for a moment, and sneered, "Are you saying sorry to me? Hehe..."

Mu Shiyue suddenly stopped laughing, stared coldly at almond eyes, and glared at Nie Fanduo, "Can you change the fact that you seduced my husband by saying sorry? Can you change your identity as a mistress by saying sorry? I'm sorry, but can you, a third party who destroys other people's families, become reasonable and legal? Nie Fanduo, why are you so cheap! You are so cheap to the bone!"

"I..." Nie Fanduo was completely irritated by her words, and was about to get angry when she suddenly remembered that Han Feixuan was still by her side, so she could only pretend to be weak, and continued to apologize with an aggrieved face, "I'm sorry, I know it's my fault, but I was really in love just now, Director Mu, I swear I won't rob you of your husband, I..."

"You sound good, but you are already robbing!" Mu Shiyue was furious, furious, put down the handbag in her hand, and glared at the two people in front of her, "You guys are still shameless! I said How many times have I done it, if I can't bear to have sex, can I close the curtains in broad daylight! This is a company, not a hotel, and it's not a place where you can go and do whatever you want!"

Nie Fanduo bit her lower lip aggrievedly, her eyes sparkled, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Mu Shiyue knew that it was not good for her to get angry like this, but the scene just now forced her to find it difficult not to get angry.

Sure enough, after she got angry, a cold voice came——

"Mu Shiyue, are you human after all! Why are you so cruel! As for embarrassing Fanduo?" Han Feixuan finally spoke.

As soon as he said it, he began to accuse Mu Shiyue of his faults.

She smiled coldly, this result was expected from the moment she got angry.

He stood up, staring at Mu Shiyue closely with his deep eyes, the anger in his eyes had already burned everything.

Seeing this, Nie Fanduo walked over in small steps, took Han Feixuan's hand, and said comfortingly, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's my fault, Feixuan, I'm sorry!"

Han Feixuan looked at Nie Fanduo, and comforted him softly, "It's not your fault, our love is hard to control, and it's not your fault, so why blame yourself so much?"

Mu Shiyue looked at the two of them comforting each other, and the look of showing their true feelings made her a really hateful third party.

She couldn't help laughing, "Yeah, you guys can't help but rekindle your old relationship. Why should I be angry? Isn't it just a kiss? It's not like I haven't kissed before!"

Han Feixuan turned to Mu Shiyue with cold eyes, his deep eyes were like two knives, and he shot her fiercely.

Nie Fanduo blamed herself even more, almost beating her chest and stamping her feet, "It's all my fault! It's like this, I might as well die!"

Hearing Nie Fanduo's self-reproach about committing suicide, Han Feixuan flickered, and subconsciously reached out to grab her, "Fanduo, don't do anything stupid!"

Nie Fanduo lay in his arms, crying loudly.

Can really act!
Mu Shiyue sneered and narrowed her eyes, "It's a waste if you don't enter the entertainment industry! But what I just said is true, Feixuan is my husband, so what if your old relationship rekindles? It can change you and destroy others Is the fact that the family becomes a third party?"

When Mu Shiyue called her husband in that mocking tone, Han Feixuan's anger welled up in his heart, "Mu Shiyue, why are you so shameless!"

The anger in Mu Shiyue's heart became even hotter, with a sarcastic sneer on the corner of her lips, "Face? Do I still have face? My dear baby husband, do you have face? If you have face, how could you know that you are married? Still hooking up with ex-girlfriends all the time?"

Han Feixuan looked at her with a gloomy and handsome face, somewhat helpless.

Mu Shiyue walked over coldly, approached Nie Fanduo, sneered and said, "Secretary Nie, do you have the face? Have the face to lie on other people's husbands, are you so hungry and lacking a man?"

Nie Fanduo raised his head from Han Feixuan's shoulder in embarrassment, raised his hand to brush the hair wet with tears on his face, and apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, Nie Fanduo left Han Feixuan's arms, subconsciously stepped back, but accidentally bumped into the small shelf behind him.

The glass vase above shook twice and fell to the ground with a 'snap'.

Nie Fanduo rolled his eyes, and staggered close to Mu Shiyue's side, his whole body fell backwards, just landing on the shattered glass shards.

The whole process happened so fast that Mu Shiyue had no time to dodge, and saw her fall so easily.

"Ah!" The moment she landed, she let out a piercing scream.

Seeing this, Han Feixuan's expression changed drastically. He stepped forward to push Mu Shiyue who was in the way, and bent down to look at Nie Fanduo.

Mu Shiyue was pushed so defenselessly by him that he bumped into the table and fell to the ground, feeling a sharp pain in his knees.

On the side, she saw Han Feixuan anxiously asking about Nie Fanduo's injury, "How's it going? Did you hurt yourself? Go, I'll take you to the hospital!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his long arms, hugged her horizontally in his arms, strode past Mu Shiyue who was lying on the ground, and walked away from her side without even looking at her.

Mu Shiyue felt a sharp pain in her leg, a burning sensation, and reached out her hand to touch it, and a warm liquid spread all over her hand.

Sure enough, bleeding.

Looking at the blood oozing from the dark jeans, she gritted her teeth, got up from the ground, patted the dust off her body, picked up the bag on the table, and walked out.