Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

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Out of politeness, Mu Shiyue gently knocked on the door very politely.

After three light taps, she began to wait.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

A little bit of time passed, but she stood at the door numbly, not getting any response from inside, let alone opening the door!

Oh my god, Mu Shiyue's fiery temper has come up!
She was still thinking, after all, she hadn't seen each other for a few years, didn't everyone say it?A couple of one day has a hundred days of grace, and a hundred days of couples is like a deep sea. After all, they are also couples who have been married for many years. Even if they divorced, they still have a child. For Charlie's sake, she has given him enough affection. The door is so polite.

But what did she get?
He didn't even open the door!
Mu Shiyue couldn't take it anymore. Anyway, this was her home, and he lived there shamelessly for more than three years. What worries did she have?
Take a deep breath, let the horse go straight away!
bang bang bang-

She mustered up all her strength to knock on the door, one after another more violently, the sound was loud.

The startled nanny and Uncle Zhang ran up. When they saw the guest room Mu Shiyue knocked on, several people looked at each other in dismay, and then came over to dissuade them, "Miss, miss, calm down..."

Uncle Zhang said, "Mr. Han has lived here for more than three years. I'll explain this matter to you when the young master comes back!"

"I know why he lives here." Mu Shiyue said something casually, pushed Uncle Zhang away and continued to knock on the door.

Aunt Li, the nanny, stepped forward and continued to dissuade, "Miss, if you have something to say to Mr. Han, don't be angry!"

"I'm not angry, but he did come out! What should I say if he doesn't come out?"

As soon as Mu Shiyue finished speaking, the door opened——

Han Feixuan appeared at the door with a tired face. He stood there with one hand in his trouser pocket, his Qingyuan eyes swept across the faces of everyone, and finally fixed on Mu Shiyue's angry face.

Mu Shiyue suddenly raised her head and fell into his star-like eyes, feeling indescribably small for an instant.

When she knocked on the door just now, Han Feixuan was pacing back and forth in the room.

For him who has seen strong winds and waves in his life, this is the first time he is so anxious, so anxious, and has such complicated emotions.

It was the first time he knew what fidgeting was, and it felt like a century was as long as 1 minute.

Thinking about how to face her, he opened the door directly and asked her what was the matter?

Is it too rusty?It seems too strange!After all, the two had been married for four years.

What should I say?What should she be called?
I just called her Xiaoyue, but she didn't refute, so can I keep calling her?

But what if she wants to drive him away?If he really left, it would be very difficult for him to find a chance to see her again!
But, if you don't leave, will you just hang on with your face?
Han Feixuan was in a bit of a dilemma. He was in his 30s, not a boy in his twenties. He could do anything for love, and he could even brazenly play a rascal in front of her.

Besides, if he really played a scoundrel, would she accept it?

What if you don't eat?Isn't it embarrassing?
Also, she should come back this time to attend Mu Hewan's wedding, so when the wedding is over?Is she leaving again?
What excuse should I find to keep her here?
So in a short period of time, Han Feixuan's mood was complicated, and he was more anxious than ever. He paced back and forth in the room anxiously, like ants on a hot pot, with nowhere to hide.

After finally opening the door, Mu Shiyue's anger just now subsided for the most part in an instant.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li glanced at each other, and made excuses to leave.

In the corridor, there were only the two of them left, you looked at me, I looked at you, our eyes met, neither of them spoke first.

After 2 minutes of silence, Mu Shiyue spoke first, "Mr. Han, you are also the chief CEO of the dignified Han Group and the largest shareholder of a multinational listed company with countless assets and an inestimable worth. , can be called the richest man in the country..."

Although she didn't finish her sentence, her tone was cadenced, which made people think that she was just trying to compliment others in disguise.

Han Feixuan couldn't get enough of what he heard, and nodded frequently, feeling very comfortable, "I've won the award, I really don't dare to take it, it's just a small achievement."

Mu Shiyue stared at her almond eyes, her beautiful eyes glaring, "I'm not complimenting you!"

Han Feixuanjun's face was full of embarrassment.

Mu Shiyue squinted at him angrily, and said, "Mr. Han, you live here under the fence, isn't it good?"

"Under the fence?" Han Feixuan looked embarrassed. What kind of words are these? He never thought that he would have anything to do with these four words in his life.

"So, move away! It won't hurt your reputation if you spread the word!" Mu Shiyue said bluntly.

"move……"

Han Feixuan gritted his teeth, this woman still said this, and he was worried about this!
Mu Shiyue tilted her head to look at him, showing contemptuous eyes, "Aren't you going to move? Why? The dignified president of the Han Group insists on committing himself to live in his ex-wife's house. Are you really afraid that your reputation will be damaged?"

Han Feixuan frowned. There was really nothing he could do with this woman. Her aggressive posture brought back the traits in him that had been silent for more than four years.

Every time he sees her like this, he always likes to fight back, and he can't say why.

He said, "Why is my reputation damaged? What's wrong with my ex-wife's house? Can't I live here? Is it shabby here? Mu's house is a famous building in F City, it can be called a symbol!"

"I didn't say that my family is shabby. We are divorced and you still live here. What will others think?" Mu Shiyue asked back.

Han Feixuan smiled indifferently, "It's none of my business what other people think? I don't care about other people's opinions. Besides, do other people's thoughts matter? Will there be any losses for me? I will still be myself if I don't."

"You..." Mu Shiyue gritted her teeth, this man is becoming more and more hateful, "No, I'm one of the owners of this house, I'm back now, I don't want to see you in this house again, is that okay?"

Han Feixuan shook his head, but said innocently, "No."

"Why not? What qualifications do you have to say no?"

After thinking about it, he could only continue to talk about the land, "Because I am in this land..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Shiyue guessed it, and she interrupted him directly, saying, "I almost forgot, you are the owner of this land, but it doesn't mean you have to live in my house, understand? "

He still shook his head innocently, and the word "I don't understand" slightly spit out his delicate thin lips.

Mu Shiyue was so angry that her blood was churning all over her body. Now she finally knew who had Charlie's innocent expression on his face sometimes!
Like father, like son!

The transmission of blood relationship and the conclusion of genetics are really not in vain!
"You just can't live here! I feel uncomfortable, others will feel uncomfortable, and the outside world's rumors and evaluations of you will be bad! So please leave!" Mu Shiyue suppressed and suppressed her temper, otherwise she would really be kind The rage rolled, the urge to burst out suddenly.

Han Feixuan replied without thinking, "So you care about me?"

Mu Shiyue was taken aback, her little face turned red all of a sudden.

Seeing her shyness, Han Feixuan was even more elated, "You care about me, it's okay, I don't care about fame or not!"

"But I care! What do you look like living here? What will others say about me?" The fact that she became a popular heroine on Weibo a few years ago is still vivid in my memory.

It was a very disgusting memory, and every time I think of it, I can't help feeling chills all over my body.

"What can I say? I just want to reconcile with my ex-wife. What can others say? It's too late for them to bless..."

As soon as the words came out, it was too late for Han Feixuan to react...

He subconsciously covered his mouth, and said everything in his heart at once!
Mu Shiyue stared at him with an ugly face, "Want to make up? You and me?"

Han Feixuan nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, and our children!"

She smiled coldly, as if she had heard a big joke, and then said, like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, splashing on Han Feixuan's head, "You are dreaming!"

Then, without waiting for him to explain, Mu Shiyue directly dragged him down from upstairs, pushed him to the entrance, and kicked him out as soon as the door opened!
While closing the door, he added a sentence, "Only the land is yours, you can live there, live on your land! Stay away from my house!"

After speaking, with a bang, the door was closed.