Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Looking at the dozens of bowls of porridge and dishes in front of her, Mu Shiyue couldn't help frowning. She, a recovering from a serious illness, even a normal person, couldn't eat so much!

Seeing the embarrassment in her eyes, Han Feixuan said, "Because I didn't know your preferences well before, and I didn't know what you like to eat, so I asked them to cook them all. You don't need to eat them all, just eat whatever you like."

When he was talking, he never took his eyes off the newspaper in his hand, and he looked serious and focused. It didn't look like he was eating, but he seemed to be in a meeting at work.

Mu Shiyue took a deep breath and drank a few mouthfuls of abalone porridge, but there was still some reaction in her stomach, she wanted to vomit, but she suppressed it.

She knows her body, it is normal for her stomach to feel unbearable after not having a meal for many days, but this kind of normality needs to be suppressed, otherwise she will really be overwhelmed by the illness.

Seeing that she started to eat, Han Feixuan's appetite improved a lot, and he ate a whole sandwich.

The nanny looked on and couldn't help being surprised, remembering that he didn't drink a drop of water a few days ago.

Just stay with me like that, she doesn't eat, and he doesn't eat either.

Mu Shiyue ate half a bowl of porridge and wanted to eat more, so Han Feixuan came over and took it away. He said, "Don't eat it. My stomach has been empty for a few days. You need to recover slowly and eat less and more often."

Then he ordered the nanny to say, "After two hours, bring the wife a bowl of porridge."

The nanny nodded.

He got up, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and carried her upstairs.

Mu Shiyue didn't know how long he would keep her imprisoned like this, she was anxious to regain her strength and get out of the current predicament as soon as possible, so two hours later, the nanny brought the porridge, even if she didn't want to eat it, she forced herself to drink a big bowl .

She regained some physical strength, although her body is still weak, but at least she can walk independently, and her body will not shake so much. Link and the nanny will not follow her all the way. She walked alone in the corridor, found the study room, pushed door in.

As soon as she opened the door, she was almost frightened by the picture she saw.

There is a whole big study room, which is ridiculously big, as big as a palace, as large as hundreds of square meters, and as high as tens of meters, and the bookshelves are as high as skyscrapers, and the books cover the collections of several libraries Han Feixuan, in casual attire, was sitting on the smart ladder at a height of several meters above the ground, with a book in his hand, flipping through it.

When he saw Mu Shiyue coming in, he looked away from the book and landed on her, and smiled, "It's good, I can walk by myself."

Then put the book in your hand back on the bookshelf, and touch the button, the ladder will automatically descend and return to the flat ground.

"My brother is coming back at night, I'm going to see him." Mu Shiyue said directly.

Han Feixuan nodded, "We want to meet, but not tonight."

She said awe-inspiringly, "Why?"

"You haven't recovered yet! Let your brother see you like this, he must think that I bullied you, how bad!" He said, walking towards her step by step, "So, in two days, wait You are almost recovered, I will take you to see him."

Mu Shiyue gritted her teeth angrily, when she wanted to see her own brother, she needed his permission!

She was dissatisfied in her heart and could not show it, so she gritted her teeth, sullenly silently, turned around and closed the door when Han Feixuan was about to walk in front of her.

The thick door panel separated him from her. Han Feixuan smiled helplessly. His woman was still angry with him, so there was nothing she could do.

I can't use force anymore, I can only wait for her anger to dissipate slowly, let's talk!

Mu Shiyue went back to the room holding her breath. Looking at the empty bedroom, her heart was in a mess, but she didn't know why, since that day, Han Feixuan seemed to have made a 360-degree turnaround for her, from a complete scumbag to a complete scumbag. He became humble and polite, like a humble gentleman.

No, bah bah!How can he be called a modest gentleman!It's scum, bastard!
Unable to be deceived by his illusion, Mu Shiyue quickly shook her head, nestled back on the bed again, curled up, looked out the window, and thought about what excuses and reasons to find to escape from here as soon as possible...

That night, Han Feixuan accompanied her after dinner.

At the dinner table, the chef cooked a lot of exquisite dishes, and Mu Shiyue ate obediently and quietly, but Han Feixuan's cell phone kept ringing.

When the phone rang for the first time, he picked it up and looked at the caller ID, then hung up quickly.

It rang again a second time, and he hung up without even looking.

The third time and the fourth time, after repeating this, he turned off the phone directly.

Mu Shiyue just sat on the side and ate quietly. She was not in the mood to pay attention to these matters at all, and she didn't want to ask. Such a cold appearance made Han Feixuan feel a little bit of resentment in his heart.

He hopes that his woman can check and supervise her husband's mobile phone mailbox and various social software like other wives, but she won't, for four years, never.

He would just sit quietly on the side, eating his own meal one spoonful at a time.

She didn't speak, and Han Feixuan didn't speak, and the originally quiet atmosphere became even more eerie and silent.

At this time Li Mo came over, he brought the cordless phone in the living room, leaned over anxiously and whispered something in Han Feixuan's ear.

Han Feixuan waved his hand to push him away, and then his face became cold. The original good mood was completely destroyed, and the bad mood that replaced it made people tremble even more.

He put down the chopsticks in his hand with a 'snap'. The sound was not loud, but because the atmosphere in the restaurant was too quiet, the originally quiet voice seemed particularly abrupt.

With such a loud noise, he himself was somewhat taken aback. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Shiyue again, still quietly stirring the abalone porridge in the bowl with a spoon, which had no effect on his actions.

He took a deep breath, got up and went out to answer the cordless phone.

When he came in again, Mu Shiyue's porridge had already run out. He walked over, stroked Mu Shiyue's shoulders with both hands, bent down and said to her, "I'm going out for a while, and I may not come back here tonight. You have a good rest."

There was no doubt in Mu Shiyue's clear eyes, she just nodded indifferently, and then continued to pick up vegetables and drink porridge.

After Han Feixuan left, Mu Shiyue also had dinner and went upstairs alone.

Link followed up and explained, "Ma'am, there is something urgent at the company, and the husband just went to deal with it. He just made a special statement, and he will come back at noon tomorrow."

Mu Shiyue smiled boredly. When did Han Feixuan start to report to her about his itinerary?

so fresh!
She avoided all of this, and said lightly, "Is there any sketch paper?"

Link was taken aback, "Huh?"

Then subconsciously thought of Mu Shiyue's occupation, and nodded again and again, "Yes, I will send it to you right away."

She added, "And pencils."

Link nodded again and again, "Okay, wait a moment."

A few minutes later, Link delivered the drawing board, sketch paper, pens, and other things, almost everything.

Mu Shiyue took all of them, then dismissed him, carried the pile of things, and went to the study.

The study room here was completely beyond her expectations. She never expected that there would be such a large study room and so many books in a single-family villa in the suburbs. Of course, she would make good use of it while Han Feixuan was away.