Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

"I..." Han Feixuan didn't know how to explain it for a moment, but just stared at Mu Shiyue.

Seeing her help Han Feiyu up nervously, she looked at the wound on his face distressedly, and took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth little by little.

Those concerned eyes, that urgent expression, that anxious movement...

Like a slow-motion lens, it was displayed in front of Han Feixuan.

He was astonished like a big log, staring blankly at the two people in front of him, instead of being overwhelmed by dog ​​food, there was only unprecedented sadness, and he sneered mockingly.

"Han Feixuan, I didn't expect you to be such a person! He is your own brother after all! How could you do such a heavy hand?" Mu Shiyue was distressed and sternly angrily reprimanded him.

Han Feixuan looked at her coldly, with a sneer on his extremely handsome face.

She just saw him beating Han Feiyu, didn't she see Han Feiyu beating him too?

He also has injuries on his face!
This damned woman only cares about other people...

Han Feiyu, who had just been beaten at the side, came forward to speak for him very kindly, "Xiaoyue, don't blame him, he is my brother anyway, he can do things, but I, the younger brother, can't, hey... "

That hypocritical tone only made Han Feixuan feel sick to his stomach!
Han Feixuan looked at Han Feiyu with a brilliant gaze, and sneered, "Pretend, keep pretending!"

"What am I pretending to be? I've been beaten like this by you, can it be an act? Brother, I haven't seen you for a few years, why have you changed?" Han Feiyu whispered with an aggrieved face.

Han Feixuan asked back, "What have I changed?"

"You have changed, you have become irrational, you have become unreasonable, you have become indistinguishable!"

The more he said, the angrier Han Feixuan became, and finally he was so angry that he wanted to rush over and beat him up!
However, Mu Shiyue stood in front of Han Feiyu with quick eyes and hands, stubbornly raised her head, and met his gaze with fearless eyes, "Do you still want to do something? Han Feixuan, to what extent are you going to disappoint me? Are you satisfied?"

"I..." Han Feixuan's fist stopped in front of Mu Shiyue's trembling eyelashes.

He withdrew his fist with a sneer, and said mockingly, "You actually used a woman to block your fist, Han Feiyu, you are really good!"

Han Feiyu grabbed Mu Shiyue's arm and dragged her behind him, then said, "Xiaoyue, don't do such a dangerous thing, you know, that person can do anything!"

His words rekindled Han Feixuan's anger, "What do you call someone like me? What do you mean by that?"

Han Feiyu didn't want to show weakness either. Just as he was about to argue with him, Mu Shiyue interrupted him, "Okay, stop arguing! Feiyu, I'll take you to the hospital."

With that said, she took out the Hummer car key from Han Feiyu's pocket and got into the car straight away.

Han Feiyu followed behind her. Before getting into the car, with the unpredictable expression on his face and the smug gloom at the corner of his mouth, he snapped his fingers at him with a smirk.

Han Feixuan was angry, and the Hummer galloped past him. He got into the Mercedes-Benz without hesitation, and followed closely behind the Hummer.

It happened to be noon, when the winter sun was at its most dazzling. Han Feixuan sat in the black car with a gloomy face, watching Mu Shiyue help Han Feiyu get out of the car, and the two entered the emergency room of the hospital.

The fingers holding the steering wheel kept tightening, and the deep-seated black eyes gleamed with a deep chill.

For a whole afternoon, wherever Mu Shiyue went, he followed her. She was in the emergency room, and he was also in the emergency room. When she went to the ward, he was right outside the door of the ward.

He didn't speak, and went up to ask, and followed quietly.

This made Mu Shiyue a little confused. Later, she accompanied Han Feiyu to the ward for infusion, but she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she didn't see him following him.

Thinking that he was busy with the company, he finally left. As a result, when Han Feiyu's infusion was about to end, Han Feixuan pushed the door in. He locked Mu Shiyue's eyes deeply, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and walked over dignifiedly.

When Han Feixuan appeared suddenly, Mu Shiyue had a flash of panic, and pursed her lips with a guilty conscience. Even though she and Han Feiyu hadn't done anything, she was a married woman and her brother-in-law shared the same room for a whole day. It's been a bit embarrassing for such a long time.

However, when he saw Han Feixuan really coming in, he calmed down again.

Anyway, there is no need to maintain this marriage anymore. They will divorce sooner or later, and they will be strangers in the future. There is no need to panic, and there is no need to worry about it, let alone make a good impression on him!
Just treat it as a broken jar!

Han Feixuan went straight to Mu Shiyue, ignored Han Feiyu who was lying on the hospital bed and was still in the infusion, and said in a deep voice, "When are you leaving?"

"Wait a little longer." She lowered her eyes and looked down at Han Feiyu's needled hand. His face was bruised and purple, and there was a Band-Aid on the corner of his eye. haggard.

For Han Feiyu, she always felt guilty, so she knew that he was deliberately delaying time, but she was still willing to cooperate fully.

Han Feixuan looked at her gentle appearance with deep eyes, reached out and took her hand, and said, "Let's go home!"

Before Mu Shiyue could speak, Han Feiyu sat up, grabbed Han Feixuan's arm, and said, "Brother, I haven't finished losing yet. I'll finish losing later. Xiaoyue and I have already made an appointment to eat together." For dinner!"

Han Feixuan looked at Han Feiyu with disdainful eyes, and raised the corners of his lips evilly. It seemed that this younger brother was going to fight him to the end. Anyway, his eyes became sharper, and he said, "Then let's eat together tonight." Right! You've been out for so long, and we haven't gotten together for a long time..."

Han Feiyu looked at him pickily, and put his arm around Mu Shiyue's shoulder, "No, brother, I just want to have dinner with Xiaoyue alone. I'm really sorry. If you want to get together, wait until next time! Next time We invite you again."

The word 'we' is deliberately emphasized.

The deliberate provocation seemed to be deliberately targeting Han Feixuan.

It seemed that he and Mu Shiyue had already come together, they were together at this moment, and Han Feixuan was just a third party of a bystander.

Han Feixuan stared at Han Feiyu coldly, his eyes met, the flames shuttled, and the sparks of the collision flew everywhere, almost igniting.

Mu Shiyue smelled a strong smell of gunpowder. She didn't want to be cannon fodder between them, so she quickly shook off Han Feiyu's hand, stood up, and moved to the side, deliberately avoiding the two of them.

The embarrassing atmosphere was unusually strange, and the intertwined anger seemed to be imminent, but at this critical moment, Han Feixuan's phone rang——

The sudden ringing of the phone broke the silence of the room very abruptly.

Anxiously, he took out his phone and looked at it. The caller ID on it showed the word 'mother'.

Shen Jiaren seldom called Han Feixuan, and every time she called, there must be something wrong.

Picked up the phone, "Hi, Mom..."

Mu Shiyue noticed that his tone was obviously much softer than before, and his consistent voice was particularly magnetic, and he fell into his heart immediately.

"Tonight? Well, he's with me. Do you want me to show it to him? Well, I'll take him back tonight, um, got it."

Han Feixuan hung up the phone, looked at Han Feiyu with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Mom asked you to go home at night."

Han Feiyu was taken aback, "Huh? What did my mother ask me to go home for?"

"I don't know!" Throwing three words coldly, Han Feixuan turned around the hospital bed, sat down gracefully on the sofa, calmed down and waited for his infusion.