Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

The skyscrapers of the Han Group.

In the office on the top floor, Han Feixuan inadvertently opened the bottom drawer because he was looking for the documents Li Mo needed. He looked at a jasmine suet hairpin lying quietly in it, sleeping for many years, and his eyes froze for a long time.

He didn't react until he heard Li Mo calling him over and over again.

As if there was no accident at all, he handed the document to Li Mo with a smile on his face, and then he sat quietly for a while.

Dazzling sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows so densely that he had to squint his eyes and raise his hands to cover his head in order to see the clear blue sky outside.

The pure white Jasmine hairpin seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, and he personally put on this hairpin for Mu Shiyue.

Holding the jade hairpin in his hand, Han Feixuan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

The sunlight coated his body with a layer of gold, and also annihilated the tear that oozed from the corner of his eye under the dazzling sunlight.

On the other side of the city, in the Han family's villa.

Mu Shiyue sat leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom, staring at the glaring sunlight with indifferent eyes, raised her hand to fiddle with the broken hair on her forehead, and was lost in thought.

In fact, compared to Han Feiyu, she and Han Feixuan met a long time ago.

That year, she was just seven years old, and she had just returned to China for less than two years. She could barely speak Chinese, and was rejected by the children around her. Many people even called her a fake foreign devil. Not angry, just no friends.

Her father and older teenage brother were busy with the company and studying all day long, and they hardly cared about her little sister.

The death of her mother caused a heavy blow to her heart. For more than a year, she finally got rid of the depression and completely walked out of the haze, but she was still depressed all day long. During the winter vacation, she and The family returned to their old house in the suburbs for the winter.

Because of her withdrawn personality and extreme sensitivity, she never showed up when family relatives and friends came, and hid alone in the wine cellar in the backyard. It was not until very late, when the guests left, that she sneaked out and went back to the room.

And that winter, the wine cellar that only belonged to her was suddenly broken into by another one.

On a snowy afternoon, in the quiet wine cellar, one could almost hear people stepping on the snow outside, making creaking sounds, and the sound of many children clamoring for snowball fights. Mu Shiyue hid in the wine cellar with a book in her arms. In the cellar, through the gap, looking at everything outside.

The sound of light footsteps came from behind her, she turned her head vigilantly, and saw a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old walking down the stairs, he was wearing a dark shirt, a ginger cotton jacket, black Fragmented hair in front of his eyebrows, beautiful facial features and delicate thin lips, although he is young, it can be seen that he is already a handsome man.

Han Feixuan didn't expect that there would be people in this wine cellar, because he was also tired of the intrigue in the business world and complimenting each other, so when his parents were invited to visit Mu's house, he found an excuse to go for a walk in the backyard. When he saw the wine cellar, he thought Come down and have a look, by the way, be lazy and find a place where there is no one to rest. Unexpectedly, there will be people here.

He frowned and almost met Mu Shiyue's eyes, but neither of them spoke.

What can a 17-year-old boy and a seven-year-old girl say?There is only a ten-year difference in age. In his eyes, she is just a little girl.

Mu Shiyue came back to her senses, lowered her head and continued to read.

But he walked around in boredom, then chose a red wine, opened it and drank it while looking at her up and down.

The girl is very thin, with a small body, wrapped in a black padded jacket, but her skin is fair and clear, black and white are so ingeniously intertwined, she is pure and charming at the same time.

But at that time, she was only seven years old, so she couldn't talk about charm, but she was very beautiful, with big eyes, small mouth, fair and tender face, very cute, like a big doll walking out of a shop window, beautiful and beautiful. sky.

After staying quietly for a few hours, Han Feixuan had rested enough, feeling that his parents should look for him, so he went upstairs, but turned on the wall lamp for her before leaving.

Mu Shiyue has been trying to turn on that wall lamp, but she can't reach it, and she can't move the big wine barrel. Therefore, she reads every day with the light coming through the faint gap.

Since then, he has come here often.

Occasionally drinking and reading with her, after a long time, Mu Shiyue began to look at him secretly. Han Feixuan is the most beautiful boy she has ever seen, and he has an elegant temperament, calm and humble attitude, like an adult, and like a elder brother.

Once, she was secretly looking at him, and he bumped into her accidentally. When her eyes met, she was embarrassed, but he smiled lightly and said, "Why do you like reading here? Come, I'll take you up there!" "

He stretched out his hand towards her, his fingers were slender, white and slender like jade, and he said they were beautiful.

Mu Shiyue just watched, but didn't answer, and said with vigilant eyes, "It's warm here, I like it here..."

"Warm?" Han Feixuan chuckled.

Only then did Mu Shiyue realize that she had said something wrong. There was no fire in the wine cellar in winter, so how could it be warm!

She was even more embarrassed, but he smiled, and was not angry because of her refusal. Instead, he handed her the wine glass in his hand, "Do you want to drink?"

Mu Shiyue didn't answer, but he took a sip himself, and said, "Look, I've tried everything that isn't poisonous."

For some reason, Mu Shiyue, who hadn't laughed for more than two years since her mother passed away, suddenly laughed that day.

She laughed very happily, so she took the wine glass, took a sip tentatively, felt pretty good, took a few more sips, and ended up getting very drunk that day.

Han Feixuan carried her back to his room, only to realize that she was the daughter of the Mu family, but for some reason, she was born in the United States and returned to China when she was five years old. Later, her mother died in a car accident. She witnessed the whole process, and the little girl I suffered from depression at a young age.

Because of this, she often avoids people, is afraid of strangers, and is also afraid of the sun.

In the days that followed, that wine cellar became their secret stronghold, a world for two people. Han Feixuan taught her Chinese, Japanese and Korean, and she, in return, taught him the English he knew since he was a child. , and will tell him exactly what he has seen and heard abroad...

When Han Feixuan was distracted by things in the business field, she would carefully unfurl his frowning brows slowly with her fingers. When he leaned on the side tiredly to take a nap, she would take off her cotton padded jacket and cover it under the on him, and then quietly read a book aside.

The Han family is well-known in F City, and even a business family, but for some reason, the population in recent generations is sparse, and in Han Feixuan's generation, there are only two boys left, he and Han Feiyu. He is also the eldest son and grandson of the Han family. He was trained by his grandfather and father since he was a child, and he was trained in the direction of the future successor of the Han family. Under the iron and blood policy, he was very sensible at a very young age. There are all of them, but he always feels empty in his heart. He didn't know what that lacking feeling was until he met Mu Shiyue.

He just lacks someone who can protect and take care of him.

When the winter vacation passed, they agreed that the next summer vacation would come.

Such an appointment, no matter how busy he is, he will still abide by it.

Summer vacation, winter vacation.

Year after year, until Mu Shiyue was 14 years old, at the beginning of the year, just after the new year, Han Feixuan was called back by the old man of the Han family. When the car was about to leave, he suddenly got out of the car and ran to the backyard alone, panting and watching The girl who knew he was leaving but didn't have the guts to see him off said, "Come with me, okay?"

At that time, Han Feixuan was already 24 years old. He had established himself in the business world and created a new world for him. However, the young Mu Shiyue didn't know how the man in front of him was doing everything he could in the business world of F City.

He never disturbed her life, but chose to accompany her silently, like a kind of inexplicable agreement, to meet each other, and no one has ever violated it.

"Where are you going?" she asked blankly.

Han Feixuan smiled, dragged her to grandpa and Mu Lao, and said, "Grandpa, Uncle Mu, can I take Xiaoyue home so that she can meet her parents, and I will send her back in a few days."