Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

A few girls were shocked, "Poetry Banquet, don't bring me such a joke. You have been abroad for the past few years, and you finally came back. Just a few days ago, you got engaged?"
Liu Shiyan explained embarrassingly, "You also know that our family and his family are family friends, and the two old people just made an appointment, what can I do?"

"Oh, so that's how it is!" The girls were stunned, but their eyes flashed with gold for a moment, "Then he is a rich second generation again? He is so handsome and attractive, why don't you let us?"

"Anyway, Shiyan's family is so rich, what is a fiancé afraid of?Can I find it again! ""

"Yeah, give it to us!"

A few girls booed and held Han Feiyu's arm half-jokingly. Some girls pouted and wanted to kiss him. Han Feiyu was drunk and didn't refuse. He hugged him and kissed him twice. October's name.

Liu Shiyan flushed with anger, "No way!"

She has always had a good temper, this was the first time she got angry with her classmates, she nervously pushed those girls away, and protected Han Feiyu behind her like a baby.

Han Feiyu was so drunk that he fell down and leaned against her, stroking Liu Shiyan's head and said, "Xiaoyue, you smell so good..."

Several girls were intimidated by Liu Shiyan's posture, but they refused to leave, so they made sarcastic remarks, "Shiyan, he is your fiance, why does he always call other people's names?"

"Who is Xiaoyue? He seems to like this woman named Xiaoyue very much!"

"Your fiancé likes someone else? My God, such a bloody plot is like a TV series!"

Several girls chattered, talking about Liu Shiyan's face turning red and turning white.

"Don't talk nonsense!" She bit her lower lip aggrievedly, covered Han Feiyu's mouth with her little hand, and dragged him out of the bar.

"Xiaoyue, walk slowly..." Han Feiyu yelled in confusion.

Liu Shiyan strenuously supported him, her thin body supported him like a heavy burden, and her slender legs struggled to walk step by step.

Han Feiyu kept calling Xiaoyue's name. Liu Shiyan vaguely remembered that Han Feixuan's wife was called Mu Shiyue. Could it be that...

The person he has always liked is his sister-in-law?

Oh My God!This kind of result is too terrible, Liu Shiyan dare not think about it at all.

I found an express hotel near the bar, Liu Shiyan took care of him all the time, but he was pulled by his strong and powerful hands, and he was crushed under his body arbitrarily.

On this bewildered winter night, she was shy under him, and greeted his violent storm in pain. She closed her eyes nervously, trembling uncontrollably, and greeted him unpreparedly. her first time.

When the pain was overwhelming all over her body, she clasped his back tightly with her fingers, and she shed hot tears in pain when she heard him unconsciously calling the name 'Xiaoyue' over and over again.

After a night of tossing, he asked her many times.

It wasn't until the condoms provided by the hotel were used up and he collapsed on the bed exhausted that he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, before dawn, Liu Shiyan stared blankly at the clear redness on the bed sheet, and couldn't help sighing. Looking at him sleeping soundly, he gently smoothed his frowning eyebrows with his fingers, gently Kissing his handsome cheek, said softly, "Brother Feiyu, I love you."

Then when he woke up, he quickly put on his clothes and fled.

After coming out of the hotel, she quickly got into a taxi, reported a random place, and the taxi started slowly. She began to check everything on her body in a panic, worried that something was missing, and Han Feiyu would find out.

For what happened last night, she didn't regret it, she just wanted to leave something humble on him, even if he might forget her forever after waking up.

But she will remember.

Liu Shiyan has always been such a stubborn and willful person.

This is very similar to Mu Shiyue.

Mu Shiyue, who hadn't slept all night, stood by the window, looking at the buildings outside, one after another, with a faint mist all over them, adding a sense of immortality to this bleak city.

She gently shook the goblet in her hand, and the coquettish red wine was ups and downs in the glass. Looking at the mist, she picked up the goblet.

Before the red wine in the glass touched his lips, the glass was snatched away by a big hand. Mu Shiyue looked sideways, and Han Feixuan stood beside her, holding a cup of hot milk in his hand.

He snatched her red wine, but handed her the milk in his hand, "No, drink this."

Mu Shiyue didn't answer, and sat lazily by the side, showing an expression of being too lazy to answer him.

Han Feixuan was not angry either, and sat beside her, drank the red wine by himself, and said, "What kind of wine are you drinking in the morning? You won't be allowed to drink it in the future."

Mu Shiyue looked at the untouchable eyes of the man who was close at hand like a deep pool, as if she really saw such a trace of true feelings contained in them, she nodded accordingly.

Obediently took the big cup of hot milk, and drank the whole cup under Han Feixuan's gaze. She licked her lips, curled up cautiously, and put her hands around her knees. After kissing the corner of her mouth, she gently got up, "Hey, go to sleep for a while!"

Mu Shiyue nodded suddenly, and said, "Okay!"

Seeing Han Feixuan leave, she stared at the cool mist outside the window with wide eyes, and the outline of Wen Ruchu gradually emerged in her heart. She promised him to be careful with Han Feixuan, as long as she endured, she could get a divorce.

What Mu Shiyue didn't know was that she thought he had left a long time ago, but he didn't. Han Feixuan had been guarding the door, so he knew that she hadn't slept all night. Figure, his dark eyes don't know what he is thinking.

Ever since Wen Ruchu sent Mu Shiyue back and kissed her last night, Han Feixuan suppressed the anger in his heart and did not look for Mu Shiyue or Wen Ruchu. He resisted wandering in the corridor, but For some reason, I started to have a high fever.

It burned for a whole night, but he held on, not alarming anyone.

In the morning, after the meeting, Han Feixuan, who had a persistent high fever, couldn't take it anymore. He almost passed out in the office, and Li Mo rushed him to the hospital.

Looking at Han Feixuan frowning in pain on the hospital bed, Li Mo couldn't help sighing. He had asked Han Feixuan to remind Wen Ruchu more than once, because Wen Ruchu was not as simple as he appeared on the outside. However, Han Feixuan said that Mu Shiyue has been timid since she was a child, and she has never made decisions for herself. Only Wen Ruchu was chosen by herself. Even today, she still cares about that man. How can he take action to destroy it? In her heart That fondest memory.

But now, Han Feixuan, Han Feixuan, watching her love others, what should you do?