Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Before he finished speaking, Han Feiyu immediately gritted his teeth anxiously, then thought for a while, and then said, "As you know in Africa, there are many impoverished mountainous areas, and there are many war-torn areas, and the network signal is not developed. This activity is also only for the African continent. Here, you may not be able to find it in China!"

"That's it..." Mu Shiyue was dubious, "Then take a few more photos of me when you are free!"

"Okay, after I've been busy for a while!" Han Feiyu smiled wryly. If he wanted to take a photo, he would have to wait for his injury to heal!

Mu Shiyue nodded, "Okay, but you are abroad alone, remember to take care of yourself, eat on time, and don't get sick!"

"Well, well, take good care of Charlie, too. When we have a chance to video chat next time, I want to kill Charlie!"

After hanging up the phone, Han Feiyu screamed in pain, and the younger brother hurriedly called the nurse outside to give him more painkillers.

Mu Shiyue was staring at the phone in a daze. Did he really go to Africa?

What kind of tour are you doing, and you can't find it online?

She couldn't believe it, so she searched randomly on the Internet. There are indeed many organizations doing charity around the world. Because it involves a lot of personal privacy and the secrets of countries in war-torn zones, there is really no excessive display.

And in the past few years, Han Feiyu has never done anything reckless, and Mu Shiyue has no reason not to believe it...

On the island side, Ji Fang came to see him, looked at Han Feiyu who was covered in injuries, stood by the bed and couldn't help frowning, and said, "I've been looking for you for several years, but I never came back. Life is on the line, and hands are useless, is it worth it?"

Han Feiyu turned to look at Ji Fang, barely moved his painful body, and waved at him, "Come here, I'll talk to you."

Ji Fang sat down with a frown, and then Han Feiyu said, "Tell you, my little beauty has agreed to be my girlfriend!"

"Isn't she already your girlfriend?" Ji Fang said lazily.

"It's different. We broke up many years ago, and then she married my brother. After I was released from prison, I tried to get them away, and now I agree to be my girlfriend!"

Ji Fang was a little confused when he heard it, and looked at him with awe-inspiring eyes, "What do you mean? Korean drama? So many relationships!"

"What do you know?" Han Feiyu glanced at Ji Fang contemptuously with an attitude that everyone is drunk and I am alone, "She is my favorite woman, just now you asked me if I was worth it, tell you, change it Other women may not be worth it, but she has only one word, worth it!"

Ji Fang still couldn't understand, and shook his head helplessly.

"I've already missed her once. If I miss her again this time, I may never get it back for the rest of my life. Moreover, she is in trouble now, and I'm not by her side. It's good to give her some money to settle those things. !"

Han Feiyu's infatuation seems to have already exceeded Ji Fang's expectations. Ji Fang looked at him more and more incomprehensible, and took a deep breath, "It's just a woman, do you know why I haven't touched her for so many years?"

Han Feiyu raised his eyebrows, waiting for his answer.

"I think a woman is more important than a brother who has been friends for a lifetime!" Ji Fang said.

Han Feiyu sneered, "Then you have quite a few brothers now, but how many of them can make your heart beat, make your face burst into tears, or break your heart?"

Ji Fang raised his fist towards him, "Do you want to die? Do you think I'm gay? How about that?"

He is a very normal big man, how could he be so excited for his brother, burst into tears, and have his heart broken?
"So, it's not that you don't understand, it's that you haven't met a person who can make you dig out your heart and soul, and you don't think it's enough. To put it bluntly, you haven't met the Princess of Destiny who belongs to you. Once that woman appears You will feel that you have lived in vain for decades! The days with her are so good, no matter what happens, it is not worth mentioning, just look at her, think about her, and read She is enough..."

Seeing Han Feiyu's face dazzled by happiness, Ji Fang looked deeply, then got up and said, "Take good care of yourself, you have work to do when you recover from your injury!"

After speaking, he stepped out.

It can be seen that a certain sentence of Han Feiyu just now deeply pierced Ji Fang's heart.

Everyone has a person who is deeply loved in the bottom of their heart, and there is a heartbreaking and unforgettable memory, which is the precipitation that cannot be erased for a long time in a long life.

Whether it is a passer-by or destined, they were all part of destiny.

It's just that some people have a heavier weight, while others have a lighter weight.

For the next month, there was still no news from Han Feiyu.

For Mu Shiyue's side, because of the sudden appearance of the [-] million yuan, the urgent need was relieved, and the cooperation with the Han family was also proceeding normally. She lived a normal life between the company and the family every day.

Han Feixuan interspersed with it occasionally, but it seemed that he just stopped there, and there was no more intervention or entanglement. This made Mu Shiyue quite satisfied, and the two slowly seemed to be able to become friends.

But Han Feiyu became a disease in Mu Shiyue's heart.

She would make more than a dozen calls to him every day, with the phone always turned off, and then send more than a dozen SMS and WeChat.

"where did you go?"

"Why don't you contact me? What the hell are you doing?"

"Han Feiyu, where did you die?"

It seemed that from the moment she proposed dating, he had disappeared before they formally dated for a day!
Mu Shiyue didn't know what he was doing, but she was embarrassed to ask Han Feixuan for help. After all, with such a delicate relationship between the three of them, what else could she say?
On this day, Mu Shiyue participated in a business dinner as the president. She drank a lot of wine, but she hadn't reached the point where she was too drunk to talk nonsense, but Han Feixuan was worried that she would go back alone, so he sent her back.

Mu Shiyue followed her downstairs and saw him driving a very low-key car, so she didn't think much about it. When she walked over, he opened the door and took care of her into the car very gentlemanly.

He didn't drive directly back to Mu's house, instead he came to a restaurant with a unique decoration. Although it is not a big restaurant or hotel that shows off his wealth, it can be seen that the boss is an extremely caring person, and the dishes are probably not bad. Not too bad.

He said, "Just now I saw that you didn't eat anything. You just drank. Go in and have a bite, or your stomach won't be able to bear it."

Mu Shiyue didn't refuse, and followed in. Looking at the various dishes on the menu, she couldn't help but feel a little interested, and said casually, "Just order some light dishes."

Then Han Feixuan casually ordered a few more dishes, all of which were more suitable for her taste, and they looked very considerate.

The dishes were all ready, and the two of them picked up chopsticks and started to eat. While she was eating, he heard him suddenly say, "Aren't you going to be a designer anymore?"

Mu Shiyue chewed something and said, "The designer is not enough to make money, nor is it enough to support the Mu family, so I won't do it."

Han Feixuan smiled calmly, picked up the water glass and drank water, "If you don't make enough money, you can still come up with a sum of compensation. It seems that you, the boss, have done a good job!"

"That's thanks to Feiyu's help." She said without hesitation.

"Oh, Feiyu is also dedicated, and has a good temper." Han Feixuan said.

"Yes, very good!"

After changing the subject, he suddenly said, "But he is not suitable for you."

Mu Shiyue looked up a little funny, "Why isn't it suitable?"

"It doesn't fit anywhere."

"Give me an example," she said.

Han Feixuan put down his chopsticks and looked at her indifferently.

It seems to be guessing how much of her words are true and how much is false.

Then I heard Mu Shiyue's explanation, "You also know that sometimes my brain is not bright, especially when I have low EQ. If you don't explain clearly, how do I know where it doesn't fit?"