Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

He watched Mu Shiyue flaunting his power on the towering and upright telegraph pole, blowing the cold wind with his arms outstretched, while Han Feixuan looked up from below alone.

Han Feixuan, who has always been omnipotent, finally knew where his failure was. He couldn't help sneering, touched his nose with some self-deprecation, looked up at Mu Shiyue again, took a deep breath, thinking, if this woman would how.

Then he would have to walk several hundred meters on foot before he could find a decent hotel. If he called someone to pick him up, he would have to wait at least 10 minutes at the same place.

After thinking about it, he raised his head again and looked at Mu Shiyue above, as if he hadn't noticed for a few minutes, she climbed higher!

Han Feixuan couldn't help frowning, this woman is really crazy!
He closed his eyes impatiently, and a few seconds later, he opened his dark eyes again, turned coldly at the woman above, and cursed, "Mu Shiyue, you have completely angered me! Wait for you to come down!" , see how I deal with you! This stinky woman..."

Mu Shiyue remained unmoved, except for climbing up on her own, she didn't even look down at him. That arrogant posture and stubborn attitude were exactly the same as when she was sober.

Han Feixuan became more and more angry, and pointed at her with a furious finger, "You wait for me! I don't believe I can't catch you today!"

As he spoke, he backed up a dozen steps, then took a quick step, and leaped up to the electric pole, holding the pole tightly with both hands, his body like a big snake, climbing up one after another.

Before he could squirm a few times, the cold wind was blowing and the wind was raging. This climbing exercise was really not suitable for cold winter days, especially when Han Feixuan didn't have any protective gear on his hands. In an instant, his white and slender His ten fingers were already flushed red from the cold.

It was impossible to climb, he slipped down when he didn't pay attention for a moment, repeated this several times, all ended in failure.

Just when he mustered up his courage and was about to try for the last time, a voice came from behind——

"Hey, young man!"

Han Feixuan didn't pay attention, still holding the telephone pole tightly with both arms, climbing up desperately.

"Youth, youth..."

The voice behind him became more and more clear. He felt as if he was talking to himself. Han Feixuan glanced back, only to notice that it was a middle-aged man in work clothes. He looked like he was in his 50s. The hat and gloves, it looks like you are full of wine and food, and you are still dressed warmly, and you go out for a walk, and you are a nosy master when you see new things!
Han Feixuan's embarrassed handsome face showed no expression, he just said coldly, "Don't meddle in your own business! I'm not committing suicide!"
"Youth, I just want to ask if you need a ladder..." When the middle-aged man spoke, he pointed to the folding ladder behind him.

When Han Feixuan saw this thing, he was more excited than seeing a contract signed with hundreds of millions of funds or billions of funds. In an instant, his deep eyes revealed bright starlight, and he felt that the middle-aged man at this moment was as dazzling as the Buddha of the West!
He let go of the telegraph pole excitedly, turned to look at the ladder, and was overjoyed, "It's so necessary!"

"I just got off work and saw you here..." The middle-aged man looked up at Mu Shiyue, smiled embarrassedly, and continued, "I guess you might need it, so come and ask ask you."

Han Feixuan excitedly shook hands with the middle-aged man, and immediately took out the wallet from his pocket, took out more than 5000 cash in it, and stuffed it all into the middle-aged man's hands, "Here you are! This ladder is It's like I bought it!"

The middle-aged man was stunned by his generosity, but after taking a closer look at Han Feixuan's clothes, he couldn't help but be convinced, but he still refused to ask for the money, returned the money to him, and said with a smile, "You only need to borrow it, you don't have to take it out." What kind of money, I can tell, you are also a rich man, but maybe we hit it off too! My wife used to drink too much and also liked to climb trees. When she came to the city, there were no trees to climb, so she climbed wires pole, so I often carry a ladder to and from work..."

Han Feixuan was taken aback. It turns out that this woman is drunk and crazy, and it is also strange. No wonder the ancients said that only women and villains are difficult to raise!
Using the ladder of a middle-aged man, Han Feixuan easily climbed to the same height as Mu Shiyue. Seeing her like a sloth, holding on to the telegraph pole and refusing to let go, Han Feixuan frowned helplessly, reached out and patted her. Her shoulders, her voice softened a little, said, "Let it go! I'll take you home!"

Mu Shiyue was unmoved, and shook her head in a daze, "No! This is my home."

Han Feixuan's eyes were serious, "Is your home on a telegraph pole? You are a crow! Let go, follow me, hurry up!"

While speaking, he grabbed Mu Shiyue's arm in a hurry. She resisted desperately, but he restrained her with force. One was on the telegraph pole and the other was on the ladder. Because Mu Shiyue drank too much, his strength was amazing. It was also frozen outside for a long time, and my hands and feet were a little hard to use. Naturally, my strength was not as strong as usual. Han Feixuan hurriedly grabbed her arm, and then reluctantly dropped her in the air.

But because he used too much force, the weak ladder couldn't bear the weight of two people at all, and it was already showing a tendency to wobble, and it might collapse at any time.

At this time, the two of them were nearly seven or eight meters away from the ground. Although they would not die if they fell, they would still be injured. Han Feixuan grabbed her and refused to let go, but because Mu Shiyue was drunk, she was unconscious and didn't listen at all. His command, flailing his legs in the air, trying to get rid of his imprisonment without listening.

The middle-aged man was holding on to the ladder vigorously at the bottom, seeing that the situation above was not good, he yelled anxiously, "Young man! You coax your wife more, women don't eat hard, even if they drink too much, they like men to talk Good words!"

Let him say nice things?There is no mistake!
He is Han Feixuan. His only real brother was sent to prison by this woman. He hated her too late. How could he say good things!
When the middle-aged man saw that Han Feixuan was unmoved, he shouted anxiously, "Young man, don't be foolish! Husband and wife quarrel for a while, and there is no overnight feud. If something happens to your wife at this time, you I will regret it for the rest of my life! Husband and wife for one day, one hundred days of grace, think more about when you got married!"

marry……

In an instant, Han Feixuan's thoughts went back to four years ago. He will always remember that before his wedding, he found Mu Shiyue in a handmade wedding dress in the dressing room of the auditorium. Wodan, beauty is out of control.

He asked her, "Why marry me?"

She just said plainly, "Because, I have been secretly in love with you for a long time..."

He always remembered this sentence, but he never had a chance to ask her to understand it.

Why does she have a crush on him? Is it just a joke, or an excuse?Or, is there any other secret.

"Youth, hurry up and persuade your wife! Or the ladder will fail!" The middle-aged man shouted from below.

Han Feixuan's thoughts came back to this moment. He stood sideways on the ladder, pulled Mu Shiyue who was lying in the air with both hands, hesitated, and said, "Honey, stop making trouble, be good, my husband will take you!" go home, okay?"