Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Mu Shiyue, who hadn't touched design drawings for more than half a year, suddenly returned to her old job, not to mention a handyman, especially with that kind of complicated emotion, the works she designed also had a hint of sadness, always seeming It vaguely foretells something.

After a busy night, the sky was getting bright, Mu Shiyue couldn't help standing by the window and stretching her waist, then looked at the works on the blueprint again, and frowned slightly, it was too sad, not good, it seemed so appropriate to the occasion She wanted to let the whole world know how she was feeling at the moment.

She took a pencil to make some changes, and looked at it from a distance, and it seemed to be better.

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and when she heard the sound of the door, she raised her head, and saw Shen Jiaren who had come early in the morning.

I saw Shen Jiaren again after more than ten hours. She was graceful and luxurious, but there was an elusive anxiety on her face, and her eyes seemed hesitant and confused.

Mu Shiyue subconsciously put away the design drawing in her hand, put it aside, took a book to cover it, and then said to her, "Why are you here so early?"

Shen Jiaren also quickly came to Mu Shiyue's desk, pulled the chair and sat down, and hurriedly said, "The Atlantic exhibition will be held in twelve hours, what I told you yesterday, How is your considering?"

Hearing this, Mu Shiyue's eyes flickered, "I should have asked you this question, right? If I remember correctly, I mentioned three billion."

"You..." Shen Jiaren tightened her palms slightly, and said, "Mu Shiyue, I'm not joking with you. Do you know that this opportunity is the result of the hard work of several generations of the Han family? Cong Feixuan's grandfather , to Mingxin, and now to him again, the efforts of three generations! Do you really want to see so many people's efforts fall short?"

"Could it be said that your Han family's ability must be based on marriage to achieve it? Or is this the only strength of your Han family?" Mu Shiyue asked back, the irony inside and outside the words was almost indistinguishable. It goes without saying.

Shen Jiaren gritted her teeth, "You..."
But for the sake of the matter at hand, I had to lower my value, and said in a more relaxed tone, "This matter has arrived here, and we didn't expect that the designer chosen by the organizer would be Mr. Meide, nor did we think But he will be Fanduo's real uncle..."

Mu Shiyue nodded, "Well, I admit this, if you two elders had considered this, you would not have agreed to my marriage to Feixuan, but let him marry Nie Fanduo, wouldn't it be easier? "

Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Shen Jiaren was so anxious that she didn't want to be angry at this time, she just breathed out weakly, "So, there is no medicine for regret in the world, but things have already happened, so just treat it as we beg you, okay? ? As long as you talk to Feixuan and beg Fanduo to make them reconcile as soon as possible, I believe that Mr. Meide will help our Han family for the sake of his niece!"

"Yes, under the same conditions, you will choose the party that is most favorable to your own interests, especially if you are related." She said.

Shen Jiaren looked at her, "Since you understand the truth, what are you still clinging to?"

Yes, the truth is clear, why are you so stubborn?
Mu Shiyue also took a deep breath, and at this point, hearing Shen Jiaren's pressing questions, she herself began to hesitate, and tried to ask herself, what is she obsessed with?
What is it for?

She looked at Shen Jiaren, thought for a while, and said, "Since you are in such a hurry to make this happen, why don't you talk to Feixuan Shu? If he takes the initiative to pursue Nie Fanduo, I believe he will come sooner than me! "

In a word, Shen Jiaren was completely overwhelmed!
She looked at Mu Shiyue with an embarrassed expression, "Are you really ignorant or are you just pretending to be stupid?"

Mu Shiyue looked puzzled, "What should I know?"

"You and Feixuan have been married for four years, and you have known each other for at least ten years! Don't you know what kind of temperament he is? When he becomes stubborn, nine cows can't be pulled back, especially because of you!" Shen Jia was furious, She inadvertently thought of the bad memories that had happened, and couldn't help but feel angry in her stomach.

Mu Shiyue was even more confused, "Because of me?"

Seeing that she really didn't know, and she didn't look like she was pretending to be stupid, Shen Jiaren sighed and began to talk about the past, "Back then, when Feixuan was 25 years old, there was a car accident. I don’t know about your existence, but I only know that Feixuan is in love with a girl who is many years younger. As a parent, I thought the child was young and playing around, so I didn’t take it seriously. But when the car accident happened, I wondered, I also found someone to investigate. According to the financial conditions of the Han family, Feixuan travels by car, so how could he use a bus? It happened that the bus was overloaded and overturned. The secretary told me after investigating all the circumstances, saying that at that time He was injured to protect a little girl, as for who that girl is, Feixuan has been blocking us and not letting us know."

This is a very long story, but there is no doubt that the heroes and heroines in the story are Han Feixuan and Mu Shiyue, so she listened very carefully, even if the story happened to her, it sounds even better if it is a different person or a different angle. Don't be emotional.

"At that time, his spine was seriously injured. Domestic doctors said that he might not be able to stand up for the rest of his life. At that time, he could only be treated conservatively. However, he contacted experts in the United States and said that there is a new operation. If it is successful, his The spine can return to normal, but the operation is very painful, and the success rate is extremely low. There is only one percent hope. At that time, everyone in the family opposed it, but no one could stop what Feixuan decided. At that time, his grandfather had passed away. There are no old people in the family who can talk, only Mr. Hu. He grew up with Mr. Hu and listened to him the most. Before he decided to go to the United States, Mr. Hu went to see him in person. In fact, he wanted to persuade him to give up the operation. Xuan said that in life, one has to fight one time. Who would believe such words? Mr. Hu asked him if it was because of that girl. At that time, he did not hesitate at all. He said that although the girl was born in a wealthy family, It seems to have everything, but in fact there is nothing. From childhood to adulthood, he has come to the present completely by himself. He understands the feeling that no one can trust and has no one to rely on, so he doesn't want a woman The child walked the same way as him, so he decided to protect her in his arms early on, and wanted to keep taking care of her like this, but his body suddenly fell ill. If he couldn't walk upright for the rest of his life, how could he protect her? So he had to The operation can only be successful and cannot fail. In three years, he has undergone three major operations, and it took two years to recover after the operation. It was a physical and mental devastation. He was just 25 years old at that time. I didn't know until a few years ago that the girl he was talking about was you, Mu Shiyue."

Mu Shiyue sat there feeling like a thunderbolt. When Han Feixuan was 25 years old, she was just 15 years old. He promised to meet again during the winter vacation, but he failed to keep the promise. In the following two or three years, news of him became more and more frequent. Less, after she searched for him all over the world but failed, she began to feel sorry for herself, and slowly accepted Han Feiyu's confession, but she didn't know what kind of torture and test he was undergoing in a foreign country for her at that time...