Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Mu Shiyue cried so hard that she seldom cried like this, let alone shed tears in front of him.

The appearance at this time revealed a side he had never seen before.

Han Feixuan was stunned for a moment, he hurriedly sat sideways on the side of the bed, carefully picked her up, held her tightly in his arms, and coaxed her softly, "Don't be afraid, there is me, don't be afraid... "

She just cries.

He kept crying, and the tears fell down on the back of his hands, scalding his heart hotly.

He was clumsily at a loss, as if the method of coaxing a woman before had no effect on her at all, he could only hug her harder and coax her over and over again.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Han Feixuan comforted her gently over and over again, patting her back gently with his big hand.

He didn't know what kind of nightmare she had. He only knew that the loss of control this time was completely related to the news and the loss of manuscripts.

After a long time, the tears were almost gone, and she leaned against Han Feixuan's arms weakly, but her little hand was tightly grasping his hand and refused to let go, holding it hard, as if she would not let go no matter what. open……

Uneasy, her brain was muddled and her thoughts were chaotic, Mu Shiyue frowned and looked anxious, but she held a big hand in her hand, as if there was support in her heart, a warm feeling lingered in her heart.

Looking at the remaining tears on her face, and the small hand holding her left hand tightly, Han Feixuan sighed softly, and kissed her cheek, "What's the matter? Haven't you always been the hard-working Mu Shiyue? Are you so persevering?" Where did the energy to pull it go? Did such a small tribulation break you?"

Han Feixuan's voice was deep and powerful in her ear.

Suddenly, Mu Shiyue's eyes widened. Han Feixuan, the deep and cold voice was Han Feixuan.

Mu Shiyue suddenly sat up from the bed.

She quickly struggled out of his arms, wiped the teardrops on her cheeks with a little embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine, but why am I here?"

Seeing that her hollow eyes finally had a hint of color, she couldn't help but feel relieved, and said, "You passed out when you went downstairs."

Paused for a second, thought for a while, and added, "I happened to pass by, and it was pitiful to see you lying on the ground, so I asked Li Mo to carry you here."

With a cold tone and a cold face, Mu Shiyue stared at him, feeling like a different person from the person who urgently called her in her sleep just now.

I couldn't help but sneered and curled my lower lip, and said deliberately, "But I remember, I didn't know who it was just now, and it was anxious to call my name over and over again... Is it you? Mr. Han?"

She deliberately increased the volume of the word 'Mr. Han', and looked at him playfully to explain.

Han Feixuan's face became even more embarrassing, and he quickly got up and stood up, calmly putting his hands in his trouser pockets, "That's because you are sleepy, and you can't tell the difference between reality and dreams!"

Looking at his embarrassed handsome face, Mu Shiyue couldn't help smiling. The smile was beautiful, but his face was a little pale, which made people worry.

She lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but he strode over, pressed her shoulders, and fixed her on the big bed, "You just woke up, don't move around."

Mu Shiyue was in a daze when he was pressed down by his big hand, she felt her whole body lighten up, and her head felt dizzy.

Seeing her close her eyes and rubbing the center of her brows with her hands, Han Feixuan subconsciously pulled her into his arms and looked at her, "Do you want to ask Dr. Lin to come in and show you?"

Because Dr. Lin checked him before and told him that Mu Shiyue's mental weakness is very serious and needs to be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it will easily lead to other problems.

But she shook her head stubbornly, opened her eyes, and said, "I'm fine, don't make such a fuss."

Han Feixuan stared at her deeply. She didn't know what his expression meant.

And she didn't know that her lips were pale, her face was as pale as paper, and the whole face was written with terrible things, but she was still stubbornly trying to be brave.

I almost forgot that I am also a woman.

Occasionally show weakness, and you won't die.

She said, "What time is it? It's time to get off work!"

Han Feixuan nodded and moved away from her, "Yeah, it's time to get off work..."

"Then I'll pack up and go home..." Saying that, Mu Shiyue got off the bed again, without the suddenness before, this time she got out of bed smoothly, at least she didn't feel dizzy with top-heavy.

"You can't get out, there are media reporters outside." Han Feixuan walked to the window, and he could vaguely see that the people downstairs were densely packed with people the size of sesame seeds.

Mu Shiyue also walked over, opened the window, and a gust of cold air rushed towards her face, which immediately woke her up a lot.

She poked her head to look downstairs, but couldn't see clearly, she leaned out again, so frightened that Han Feixuan hurriedly reached out and grabbed her slender waist, and pulled her back hard.

He said angrily, "You want to commit suicide?"

"I..." Mu Shiyue recalled her actions just now, and it seemed that she was indeed suspected of committing suicide.

Can't help but smiled wryly, and pulled away his big hand resting on his waist, "Don't worry, didn't you say it too? I'm the iron-struck Mu Shiyue, how could I commit suicide?"

Han Feixuan locked her eyes tightly and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, since you said so, then go downstairs directly!"

She hesitated for a while, just now she looked at the window, there were a lot of people gathered downstairs, if she walked out brazenly at this time, she must be embarrassed by them.

Seeing the embarrassment on her face, Han Feixuan stepped forward, put his hands on her shoulders, and said calmly, "Are you afraid?"

Mu Shiyue lowered her head and said that she was not afraid, that must be a lie.

"Then did you plagiarize?" he asked again.

"How is it possible? Don't you believe me?" She raised her head in astonishment, and met his gaze. She couldn't imagine that the person who said she believed her in front of the media this afternoon would be lying.

Facing her puzzled eyes, he slowly said again, "I believe in you, but do you believe in yourself?"

"Uh?" Mu Shiyue was stunned. What does this mean?
"If you firmly believe that you have not plagiarized, that you have not plagiarized anyone's work, that you are doing the right thing, what is there to be afraid of?" he said.

Hearing these words, Mu Shiyue let out a sigh of relief, turned around, sat back on the side of the bed, and stared at the floor, "I used to do what you said, but what happened? Didn't I still make so many things?" News? Your righteous words, others will say that you are high-sounding, your neither humble nor overbearing, others will say that you are a guilty conscience, your explanation, don't just say that you are covering up..."

The public opinion is really fierce. Regardless of the truth of the facts, those people just want to vent and relieve pressure, abusing and mocking others at will.

Anyway, the law does not blame the public, and there is no need to take legal responsibility. Just typing a few words, you can easily impeach a person, how ridiculous and fun.

Han Feixuan frowned, thought about it carefully, and suddenly said, "You're right, then wait a minute and don't leave!"

She looked at him awe-inspiringly, unexpectedly, she could convince him with just a few words today!

Is he that convincing?

How did you not know before?Or did she ignore it?

Han Feixuan went out to work, while Mu Shiyue stayed in the room to rest. She leaned on the bed, stared blankly at the ceiling, frowning, her head ached.

She felt like going crazy in such a boring daze.

Going out, I saw Han Feixuan who was working hard, and the manager of the public relations department sat across from him to discuss how to deal with public opinion and news.

Mu Shiyue walked towards the door lightly. Han Feixuan saw her from the corner of her eye and said suddenly, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll let Li Mo go buy it."

Such an ambiguous tone, a calm expression, and a gentle tone.

For a moment, Mu Shiyue almost thought that she was hallucinating.

Or began to wonder whether the man behind him was Han Feixuan. Could it be that his mind was broken as Shen Jiaren said?

The public relations manager blushed, packed up the documents wisely and stood up, "Then President Han, Director Mu, I'm going out first."

After the PR manager left, Mu Shiyue was still standing there, looking like he was in a mess.

The magnetic male voice sounded again, "Aren't you hungry? Haven't you eaten all day?"

After listening carefully, she was sure that it was Han Feixuan. She quickly turned around, looked at him coldly, and said calmly, "I'm not hungry."

"Oh, then eat something with me later!" He said again.

Mu Shiyue was shocked, "I'll accompany you?"

"Yeah, I guess we won't be able to go back tonight. The reporters downstairs won't be able to drive them away, and they will follow them when we go out. It would be bad if we make trouble at home, so let's stay tonight!" As he said, the documents in his hand had just been signed, and he leaned back on the chair with ease, stretching his muscles and bones.

"That's it...then I'll stay in the office at night!" Han Feixuan's private rest room, thinking that it might be the place where he and Nie Fanduo have been dating for a long time, felt an unprecedented sense of nausea. She just slept there for a while , suddenly felt a chill all over!
It's so dirty, I can't even ask for these clothes!
Seeing the disgust and disgust in her eyes, Han Feixuan frowned displeasedly, "What is your expression about? There is a bed and a bathroom inside, and I will live here at night, you and me."