Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

The good place that Han Feiyu said can also relax, which makes Mu Shiyue look forward to it.

You know, the two have been together since they were very young. From junior high school to high school, if Wen Ruchu hadn't appeared halfway through, they could have gone from school uniform to wedding dress, from childhood sweethearts to childhood sweethearts, from cardamom years to youthful beauty, all the way. Fall in love, fall in love all the way until marriage.

Forever and ever, stay together till the end of life.

When I was young, I thought it was a bright road, going straight to the end of life, but I didn't expect that there would be a fork in the middle.

But at the fork in the road, he had to spend four years in vain, watching her wear the wedding dress that belonged to them and marry his own brother.

Still under his strong request, he handed over his most beloved woman to others. The feeling really broke Han Feiyu's heart and heart.

Although it has been more than four years, but just thinking about it, he would still wake up calling her name when he dreamed back in the middle of the night.

Then an empty person, facing the empty walls, felt completely hollowed out physically and mentally.

He is like a child who has been derailed. After finally connecting with this rapidly developing and intelligent society, he saw the overwhelming news about her, and he was immediately anxious, but he was helpless.

Although he is a rich man, but after four years in prison, he has to start over after he comes out. He is still far from capable of helping her with interpersonal relationships in society and friendship in business.

And the only thing that can be done is to take her for a ride and relax like now.

Mu Shiyue wondered all the way, thinking about where the good place he said was, but it turned out that he took her to climb the mountain at night.

Wearing high heels, she followed beside him, walking up the mountain with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

After walking for a few minutes, under the dim moonlight, she looked at the high heels on her feet, which were really not suitable for climbing, so she said to Han Feiyu who was walking in front of her, "I don't want to leave!"

Han Feiyu turned around, noticed the high heels on her feet, and said with a smile, "Is it because of the high heels?"

She nodded, "My shoes are not suitable for mountain climbing. Besides, it's already night. What can I see when I climb up?"

"You can wait to see the sunrise tomorrow morning!" he said.

She was taken aback, "Ah, that's right..."

I remember that on her 17th birthday, the wish she made was to go hiking to see the sunrise, so Han Feiyu took her to camp and sleep that day. He didn't sleep all night, just to wake her up at the first moment of sunrise .

The beauty at that time has become the warmest memory in my mind.

"Let's go!" His indifferent voice interrupted her thoughts.

Mu Shiyue sighed helplessly, resisting the ruggedness under his feet, and followed him up the mountain step by step.

After walking for more than half an hour, the sky was getting darker and darker, and Mu Shiyue had to use his mobile phone as a flashlight for lighting, but the cold weather soon ran out of battery.

She stood there listlessly with her hands down, and said again, "I can't walk anymore!"

Han Feiyu turned around, "Persevere."

At this time, his mobile phone also showed a low battery prompt.

"I..." She pursed her lips aggrievedly, her eyes fell on the sneakers on Han Feiyu's feet, she pointed with her fingers, and said coldly, "You know that you can climb mountains in sneakers, but what about me? I can wear high heels!"

Han Feiyu nodded expressionlessly, and said in an unusually indifferent voice, "Well, if you feel uncomfortable, just take it off!"

"Take it off?" Mu Shiyue's eyes widened. Under the dark night, the frail phone was bright, and she could vaguely see the anger on her face.

In a fit of anger, she took off her high heels and threw them aside, stepping on the icy ground with her bare feet.

Counting nine days of winter, the ground was still covered with ice, and her feet were covered with thin socks. When she stepped on the cold ground, the cold air pierced her bones for a moment, and her whole body shivered uncontrollably.

Han Feiyu remained expressionless, turned around indifferently, and said, "Go on! We're halfway to the top of the mountain."

"I..." Mu Shiyue froze on the spot in embarrassment, watching his figure fade away and the faint light of the phone gradually disappearing, she stood awkwardly alone, her feet seemed to be frozen with the ground, His whole body was shivering from the cold.

It was still winter and she was not a fairy, so how could it be possible to hike to the top of the mountain.

This was obviously embarrassing, Mu Shiyue stood helplessly, biting her lower lip, feeling very wronged.

Seeing that she didn't keep up, Han Feiyu quickly realized that he had folded back again.

Seeing her tearful forehead, Han Feiyu's brows continued to twitch, and he looked coldly at her two feet without shoes, shaking his head and sighing.

In the end, he could only squat down, pick up the high-heeled shoes thrown aside, carefully lift up one of her feet, warm it in his palm, and then put on the shoes for her.

After wearing both, he squatted down in front of her, turned his broad back to her, and said, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

"This..." Mu Shiyue wanted to refuse.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't say anything, and then he heard Han Feiyu say, "Come on! It's not like I haven't recited it before..."

She climbed up gratefully, let him carry her on his back, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

While walking, Han Feiyu said meaningfully, "I don't want to make things difficult for you sincerely, Xiaoyue, it's all my fault, spoiling you, raising you so headstrong, and not knowing how to take care of yourself, always getting sick again and again, fighting hard I don’t know how to rest after a life-threatening job. I pretend to be so smart and capable, but I’m actually very fragile inside. If someone says a few soft words, I can’t help but shed tears. I have a knife mouth and a bean curd heart..."

Mu Shiyue lay on his back, with her small arms around his neck, without saying a word.

"You said that I spoiled you, and I can't find someone who takes care of you and protects you like me, what should I do?" He seemed to be talking to himself.

She pinched her fingers hesitantly on her back.

"You know? Marriage is not as good as you imagined. I should have told you these words a few years ago, but you also knew at that time that I was still a bastard. How could there be so many things?" Feeling, it’s my fault to be in today’s situation, but Xiaoyue, marriage is not a beautiful waltz, it’s not that you advance and you retreat, or I advance and you retreat, you can maintain a good situation and support each other until you grow old. Sometimes, it is cruel like climbing a mountain. The more excellent the opponent is, the invisible pressure is like a mountain. It doesn’t care whether you are wearing high heels or not, let alone whether you are walking barefoot in the scorching winter sun. Will look at the results, if you can keep pace with each other, you will get the blessings and expectations of everyone, otherwise, if you are not worthy, you will be doomed to be cast aside."

He spoke in a deep voice, every word and every sentence seemed to have magic power, and it penetrated into her heart lightly, and in a few words, he completely described her pain in the past few years.

Although outsiders saw this marriage as a well-matched, commercial marriage, only insiders understood that it was the Mu family who overtook the Han family.

Who is Han Feixuan? He is a young business tycoon in F City. He is the ideal man that all women want to marry. A person who calls the wind and calls the rain, who can shake the whole city three times with a stomp.

And her?It's just that she married him sadly with the title of Miss Mu's family and a company that was about to decline and was on the verge of bankruptcy.

For four years, he was like a mountain, invisibly pressing on Mu Shiyue's heart. She kept working hard and redoubled her efforts to improve. Even if it was perfect and the Mu family flourished, it still couldn't change Gao Pan's reputation. And the fate of turning into a phoenix by leaping from a branch.

As expected of Han Feiyu, he knew her so well.

After only a few words, Mu Shiyue couldn't help lowering her head, a bitter smile spread across her mouth.

She sucked her nose hard, tried her best to swallow the turbulent and dazzling tears, and forcibly endured the sound of crying.

Then I heard Han Feiyu say, "So, come back, Xiaoyue, and I will take care of you when you come back."