Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

In the evening, when Mu Hewan came home, he saw Han Feixuan's car was still parked in front of his house. He parked the car aside, walked over and knocked on the window.

Han Feixuan hurriedly got out of the car and said politely, "Brother."

Mu Hewan hurriedly said, "Don't call me brother anymore, no matter what you call me, I can't help you anymore."

Han Feixuan was taken aback, doubts appeared in his deep eyes.

"I told Xiaoyue what you did today, but she said it was too late. What Nie Fanduo has done cannot be wiped away with an apology." Mu Hewan passed the words on to him.

After finishing speaking, he patted Han Feixuan's shoulder lonely and walked away.

Han Feixuan clearly remembered that the last time Nie Fanduo and Ren Liangyuan teamed up with Zhuguang Cuiying Company to steal Mu Shiyue's design drawings and falsely accused her of plagiarism, they found Nie Fanduo and Ren Liangyuan, but he missed the relationship he once had. , let Nie Fanduo go, only Ren Liangyuan was abandoned.

At that time, Mu Shiyue repeatedly emphasized that Nie Fanduo must apologize, but he still resolutely defended Nie Fanduo. It must have hurt her a lot at that time!

Since then, she has been completely disappointed in him.

It seems that there is a deep gap between them, which cannot be explained clearly in a sentence or two.

What did he say then?
He said, "I don't want to hurt Fanduo..."

Mu Shiyue looked at him and suddenly smiled. The sad and indifferent expression of the smile deeply hurt Han Feixuan's heart.

But at that moment, he still refused to wake up, and always felt that he had been in a relationship with Nie Fanduo anyway, and no matter what, he didn't want to hurt him, but invisibly, he hurt the person he loved and cared about the most. deepest.

Han Feixuan was standing by the side of the road, with one hand in his trousers pocket, leaning on his Maybach behind him, standing in the chaotic night.

There is a faint fragrance of air floating around.

Han Feixuan's irritable brows were tightly wrinkled, and there was a layer of mist in his obscure eyes, which flickered erratically.

Annoyed, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, held one in his mouth with his slender fingers, lit it quickly, took a deep breath, and exhaled some smoke rings.

I couldn't help my dull heart like falling into something, the pain spread all over my body, but I couldn't control it.

Han Feixuan, oh Han Feixuan, you think that if you imprison her by your side, you still have a lifetime to spend slowly. One day, she will find out that you are good, and one day you will settle down and love each other, but you forgot, As for love, the most unbearable thing it can bear is hurt.

He stabbed her in the heart with a knife again and again, the pain reached a certain level, the pain was so severe that even if the flesh and blood were bloody, she was already numb.

Han Feixuan threw away the cigarette, quickly stamped it out, took out his mobile phone, swipe his finger on the screen twice, found Sheng Ruxi's number, and called.

"Young Master Sheng, find a few people to come out and get together."

In the booth of the Moonlight Bar, Han Feixuan sat on the innermost side, most of his body was hidden in the dark corner of the light, and the flickering colorful lights flickered on his handsome face, covering his entire outline with a layer of taboo. There is no mystery.

"Hey, are you really planning to divorce?" Sheng Ruxi patted his shoulder and asked in a low voice.

Han Feixuan didn't speak, but it could be seen that when he mentioned the word 'divorce', his expression was gloomy and deep.

Sheng Ruxi looked at Han Feixuan, who was smoking elegantly and indifferently, and shook his head with a sigh, "Is it so difficult to chase a woman? How stupid!"

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, but he was depressed and too lazy to speak.

"She may be dead on you, so you should find a way to inject a booster to bring her back to life. Although it is a bit difficult and it will take time and energy, it is still a way, isn't it?" Sheng Ruxi said.

Han Feixuan stared coldly, "How do you inject a booster?"

"What's your relationship now? We met, maybe you can't talk! If you really divorced, you will be a complete stranger. If you want to save her, you should be friends first! It is also a kind of spirituality to be able to talk about everything. It’s a tacit understanding, isn’t it?” Sheng Ruxi talked boastfully, as if he had much experience himself.

But one word awakened the dreamer, and Han Feixuan suddenly realized that if the two of them could live in peace and be friends, they could talk about each other's thoughts like good friends, as if... returning to the relationship they had when they were young, it would not be a kind of relationship. good idea.

Thinking of this, Han Feixuan stood up abruptly and walked towards the door.

"Young Master Han, if you want to..." Sheng Ruxi wanted to say a few more words, but when he looked up, Han Feixuan had long since disappeared. He snorted coldly in disdain, and started drinking on his own.

In front of Mu's mansion, Han Feixuan drove here, collected himself, and reached out to ring the doorbell.

The doorbell rang several times, and Uncle Zhang came out to answer the door.

Leading him into the villa, Mu Hewan sat on the sofa in the living room, holding Michelle in his arms, and the fireplace beside him was still burning, radiating warmth on his fair and handsome cheeks.

Seeing Han Feixuan coming in, Mu Hewan gently stroked Michel's fur, and said directly, "She's upstairs, it's up to you whether she can see you or not."

Han Feixuan nodded his thanks, and then walked upstairs.

In the bedroom on the third floor, Mu Shiyue was completely wrapped in the quilt, with only one head exposed, sitting on the bed in a daze.

Recently, she is very free, sitting here every day, not going out, not working, and hardly eating, her empty brain seems to be rusted, many small things from a few years ago have been drilled into her mind, lingering in front of her eyes.

Han Feixuan walked to the door of her bedroom, raised his hand, and wanted to knock on the door several times, but he retreated helplessly.

What should he say when he sees her?Long time no see?
Still smiled and said to her, let's go home?

He leaned weakly against the door of the bedroom, and realized for the first time that he had never really gotten her...

Mu Hewan came over just in time, holding a bunch of keys in his hand. He looked at Han Feixuan and breathed out calmly, "I'll help you this time!"

For the sake of calling him brother.

Mu Hewan opened the door with the key, and the door opened with a creak, leaving it to Han Feixuan, who turned around and left with his hands in his pockets.