Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

In the deck of Mihun, Han Feixuan was sitting on the sofa on the inside, most of his body was hidden in the blind corner of the light. The flashing neon lights flickered on and off his handsome face, making his whole gloomy face A layer of secretive mystery was added to the face.

"Hey, I said, are you a little impatient?" Sheng Ruxi sat beside him with a glass of wine.

Han Feixuan didn't speak, just lit a cigarette, holding the burning cigarette between his elegant fingers, his eyes were deep and unclear.

"You broke her heart, and it's been four years. If you want to reunite, you can't be too hasty, right? You have to take your time!" Sheng Ruxi's long and narrow eyes turned towards him, and her voice was lowered a little. He also said, "My sister is about to marry Mu Zhewan. From then on, Sheng Mu and his family will marry each other. Shall I tell you some top-secret news?"

One sentence aroused Han Feixuan's interest, he raised his eyebrows slowly, and said softly, "Say it."

"This is an absolute secret. I told you in advance. You must not tell others, and you must not let my sister know, or I will die!" Sheng Ruxi carefully reminded.

Han Feixuan straightened his lower body, and flicked the ashtray along the ashtray with his slender fingers. There was no wave in his clear voice, and there was no trace of interest. He just said lazily, "Are you going to say it or not?"

Seeing his anxiety, Sheng Ruxi nodded again and again, "Say, tell, okay? Anyway, for the sake of you and my brother for so many years, let me tell you!"

Then, he turned sideways and leaned into Han Feixuan's ear, lowered his voice and began to whisper.

At the same time, on the other side of the city, in Mu's mansion.

The wedding will be held the next day. According to foreign customs, the bride and groom cannot meet in advance.

Because Ms. Sheng has lived abroad for many years and believes in Christianity, the wedding must be held according to the Western style. Naturally, Mu Hewan cooperated with her throughout the process.

In the evening, Mu Shiyue was still coaxing Charlie to play, so Mu Hewan brought two cups of hot tea to chat with her.

Seeing what her brother meant, she said to Charlie, "Good boy, mom and uncle are talking for a while, you can go and play with Grandpa Zhang, okay?"

Charlie nodded, his small body came out of her arms, and left the room with a few toys in his arms.

Before leaving, he still didn't forget to close the door, his small appearance was very pitiful.

Especially now that he is silent, it makes Mu Shiyue very worried.

"Is Charlie still talking?" Mu Hewan sat down and asked.

Mu Shiyue nodded, holding the tea her brother had just made, it was hot, and it felt very warm in the palm of her hand, "Yeah, I don't know what went wrong again, I want to wait two days before returning to the United States, and then go to the doctor have a look."

"Is that so..."

When she mentioned going back to the United States, Mu Hewan's eyes wandered, as if his mind was uneasy, and he wanted to speak, but hesitantly didn't know what to say.

Mu Shiyue saw that he was hesitating to speak, so she asked, "What's the matter? Just say what you have to say! There's no need for us to be so unfamiliar with each other, right?"

Mu Hewan laughed softly, drank two sips of tea, put down his cup and said, "Can I not go back to the United States? Just stay in China, okay?"

This is a questioning tone. It is the first time that Mu Hewan, who is used to controlling everything and being in charge of others, suddenly begs for help in such a low voice.

Mu Shiyue was a little surprised, especially by his tone.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" She looked at him worriedly, and then she noticed that Mu Hewan's complexion was not very good, it was a little pale, and even the rosy lips in the past were now a little pale.

Mu Shiyue stood up worriedly, "What's the matter? Brother, tell me the truth!"

It seemed that he couldn't hide it anymore, Mu Hewan felt a little incompetent, and smiled bitterly at himself, "Look at me, I may be really old and useless, and I still can't hide it from you..."

In an instant, Mu Shiyue's heart suddenly panicked, and she grabbed Mu Hekuan's arm anxiously. The originally strong arm also seemed limp and powerless at this moment.

She called out a bit sadly, "Brother..."

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I have an unfeeling request, maybe..."

Mu Hewan was a bit speechless, thinking that he had signed that kind of contract with Han Feixuan for the sake of Mu's Group and the interests of the company, which caused his sister's marriage to fail, and as a brother, he was absolutely very guilty.

After a pause, he said again, "I just said that, if you don't agree, I won't force you, Xiaoyue, can you take care of the Mu's Group in the future? You will be the Mu's President!"

Mu Shiyue was really stunned, "I'll do it? What about you?"

A weak smile appeared on Mu Hewan's pale face, "Sorry, I don't seem to be able to hold on any longer..."

She was flustered, "What do you mean? What do you mean there is no way to support it anymore? When my father passed away, it was said in the will that the Mu Group will be handed over to you, and I will only inherit 50.00% of the property. You are saying this now What means?"

Mu Hewan's smile was very far-fetched, he held his sister's hand, and explained in a slow voice, "It was like this at the time, but something happened now, so the position of president of Mu's Group should be handed over to you ! In fact, you have been better than me since you were a child, and you are more suitable to be the chief CEO."

"No, that's not the reason, definitely not!" Mu Shiyue's flustered heart was beating wildly, she quickly withdrew her hand, stood up and looked at Mu Hewan, "Tell me the truth, otherwise I will be the owner of the Mu Group." Absolutely won't care!"

"the truth……"

Mu Hewan was a little disappointed, his gray lips trembled slightly, it was a topic he was absolutely ashamed to talk about, but it was time to talk about it.

"I have Meniere's syndrome, which is Meniere's disease," he said.

Mu Shiyue's face was pale, her heart trembled wildly, and her voice trembled, "Then, what kind of disease is that? What will happen?"

"It's not serious, and it's not light. It has been diagnosed by many experts. In the past year, it has occurred several times, and it has become more and more serious. You may faint at any time, and your hearing in both ears will also be slow. If it fades slowly, it is very likely that both ears will become deaf in the end." Mu Hewan explained.

For a moment, Mu Shiyue felt her whole body froze, her blood poured out, bit by bit, her whole body was covered with biting cold, and her hands and feet felt icy cold. She looked at him blankly like an idiot.

Mu Hewan could see that she was quite frightened, so she smiled and said, "Actually, it's not a fatal illness, it's just the position of the president of the Mu Group, I really did it..."

After being dazed for a long time, Mu Shiyue finally regained her sanity. She threw herself into Mu Hewan's arms and cried loudly, choking up while crying, "What are you still talking about about Mu's Group now? What do you care about the president?" What are you doing here? Your illness is the most important thing!"

Mu Shiyue really hated herself. At the beginning, it was agreed that she would just go abroad to relax, but in the end she left for four years.

If Mu Hewan hadn't gotten married this time, she would never have returned to China, so she had completely left Mu Hewan alone with a lot of things about the Mu family and the group.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry for you, I will only play temper with you willfully, only get angry with you, quarrel with you, but never think about you, from childhood to adulthood, every time I was wronged outside , No matter how well you hide it when you come back, you will see it at a glance, but you are sick. The few times you came to the United States to see me, I didn’t even notice it once. I’m really damned..."

Like a child, Mu Shiyue lay in her brother's arms and cried loudly.

Mu Hewan slowly stroked his younger sister's hair, his eyes were moist with nostalgia, and he tried his best to restrain himself from crying. He took a deep breath and said, "Silly girl, am I not a brother? As the old saying goes, Elder brother is like father, the only person you can rely on is me!"