Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

After leaving the Han Group, Mu Shiyue drove back to Han's house.

She called the moving company, and in one afternoon, all the things she left in Han's house were emptied and moved away, so meticulous that she wished to take away even a strand of hair.

It seemed to overlap with herself when she was a child. At that time, she also searched every corner of the room so carefully, worrying that he left things in the hospital, and that the disease would find him again.

More than ten years later, she still searched and checked so carefully, wishing to get rid of the relationship with the Han family, for fear of missing a little bit.

Looking at the huge room, she only took away the luggage and items that belonged only to her, and left the rest untouched.

The moment the door was closed, she took off the necklace around her neck and the ring on her ring finger, and put them on the table together.

It's just that she is a little worried about this anklet, she can't take it off, the buckle is too special, if she insists on pulling it hard, it will only break.

After thinking about it, she decided to forget it, if he really wanted it, then let him take it away.

He put on his bag and was about to go downstairs when he suddenly heard a 'meow'.

Mu Shiyue turned her head and saw Michelle who had just woken up and stretched.

She couldn't help smiling lightly, knelt down and said, "I picked you up, so theoretically speaking, it should be mine!"

Michelle looked at her and meowed twice as a response.

Mu Shiyue picked it up with a smile, rubbed its head, and said as she went downstairs, "Hey, come with me!"

Downstairs in the porch, Mu Shiyue had changed her shoes, and the moving company workers were still waiting outside. She took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Aunt Zhang, saying, "Keep the keys away, hand them over to me!"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and left. Mrs. Zhang rushed over anxiously to stop her, "Young Madam, do you really want to leave? I don't care about the relationship between you and your husband? Anyway, you have been married for four years. No matter how big it is, husband and wife There is no overnight feud between them, it will be fine slowly, why do you bother..."

Not wanting to hear Mrs. Zhang continue, Mu Shiyue shook her head and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but you don't need to persuade me!"

The road was chosen by herself, no matter how hard her feet were, no matter how bumpy, even if she was kneeling, she had to walk on her knees.

Without this backbone, what qualifications are there for being called an upright walking animal?

After leaving the Han residence, a person from the moving company came over and asked, "Miss, where are we going next?"

Mu Shiyue, who was holding Mihir, was stopped by the question, and suddenly realized that F City is so big, and she found a place to go!
She sighed sadly, and couldn't help laughing at herself. She was too busy annoying Han Feixuan, thinking of taking advantage of the news and the pressure from her in-laws to divorce him completely, but completely forgot that she had nowhere to go!

Are you going back to Mu's house?

I remember that day when she went back and found out that Mu Hewan had signed a contract with Han Feixuan for the company many years ago, she felt resentful in her heart, as she said, she would never go back in this life.

You can't slap yourself in the face!

Besides, according to the ancient practice, she is the girl who is married off, and the water is thrown out.

Where is there any reason to take it back?
Thinking about it this way, she remembered that there was an apartment in the suburbs. It was bought by her father when she was alive, and it was placed under her name. At that time, her father promised that when Mu Shiyue got married, he would buy all the old houses in that area. Convert it into a European-style castle and give it to her as a wedding gift.

A joke at the time, a good wish, has become an unattainable luxury.

She thought about it for a while, and just when she was about to report the address to her master, someone next to her stepped forward and said directly, "Mu's Mansion on Xiyang Road."

With a few simple words, Mu Shiyue raised her eyes in astonishment, it was Mu Hewan.

The master froze for a moment, weighed the man who was talking up and down, and saw that he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a sense of comfort in his dignity, his irritable brows were slightly frowned, as if he had encountered some trouble, his tall and straight figure, Just like the male protagonist who walked out of a Korean drama.

"Are there any questions?" Mu Hewan asked the master with a sideways look.

The master shook his head again and again, and said with an apologetic smile, "It's all right..."

After speaking, the master got into the car and closed the door, and drove away.

Mu Hewan looked at his sister and frowned even tighter, "Isn't your surname Mu?"

Mu Shiyue was taken aback by the sudden question, completely unresponsive, "Huh?"

"Aren't you a child of your parents?" He continued to ask.

Mu Shiyue lowered her head and remained silent.

"Even if you are a daughter, you have the right to inherit legal property. After studying for so many years, you don't even know about this?" Mu Hewan looked at her and breathed out, "Whether it's on the news or not. , Divorce, and the sky has not fallen, even if the sky does fall, I will support you, go home, forget? Brother has been waiting for you at home!"

"Have you forgotten too? As I said, I will never go back to that home!" She lowered her head, tears rolling in her eyes.

Mu Hewan pursed his lips and smiled, "You've said similar words no less than dozens of times, from childhood to adulthood, when did you take it seriously?"

"I……"

Tears fell uncontrollably, Mu Shiyue held back her heart but trembled.

Mu Hewan looked at her quietly, didn't speak, but slowly opened his arms.

She raised her head with tears in her eyes, looked at him, rushed over without hesitation, threw herself into Mu Hewan's arms, hugged him tightly, and cried loudly in pain.

In a few days, a lot of big things happened. Han Feixuan disrupted the situation again and again, which made her in a dilemma. Wen Ruchu left without saying goodbye, which made her even more sad. The sudden news made her become a gossip heroine again without warning. , obviously did nothing, and did nothing wrong, but was abused and accused by everyone, and even blamed by her parents-in-law...

Everything hit like a wild beast, she couldn't bear the pressure, she lay in Mu Hewan's arms, crying like a child.

Mu He neither coaxed nor comforted her, but slowly picked her up by the waist, put her into the car, turned around and got into the driver's seat, closed the car door, sat quietly beside her, and listened to her cry.

It's not that he's cruel, it's just that he can't.

To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be needed. He is not the cause of all events, so what's the use of coaxing?Seeing her little sister, whom she regards as a treasure, being bullied and crying like this, how can he feel better as a brother, she doesn't know, every sound of her cry is like a heavy hammer, a hard hammer Hitting Mu Hewan's heart gave him the urge to swallow Han Feixuan alive!
I don't know how long I cried, until the people from the moving company delivered all the things to Mu's house, and the old housekeeper Zhang Bo called Mu Hewan for instructions, and Mu Shiyue stopped a little.

Sobbing, she took the tissue that Mu Hewan handed over, blew her nose, wiped her tears, her thin body curled up in the corner of the seat, her head tilted against the car window, and she stared out of the window in a daze.

In a bad mood, the whole person is sullen, and looks like he doesn't want to talk at all.

Mu Hewan sighed slightly, put on his seat belt, started the car and left.

One afternoon, Mu Shiyue moved things here, and was picked up by Mu Hewan back to Mu's house. Han Feixuan was racing crazily on the high-speed highway, his deep eyes turned scarlet from the pain, and he squeezed the steering wheel hard. , as if pinching a certain man's neck, the knuckles of his slender fingers were white, his deep eyes were fixed on the front, he kept stepping on the accelerator, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

No matter what, it seems that the next second, I want to have a car crash, so as to completely get rid of this chaotic predicament!

On the other side, in the meeting room of the Han Group, Han Feiyu faced his parents in front of him with a clear attitude, "I adore Shiyue, if I can't marry her, then I'd rather not marry her forever!"