Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

When the villa in the western suburbs was mentioned suddenly, although Mu Shiyue was taken aback, she did not refuse.

She did not go back there for several years.

The last time I went was after Han Feiyu was released from prison and insisted on her going there. Now that I think about it, I wish I could live there every day, but now I haven't set foot there for several years. It really shouldn't be.

Besides, Mu Shiyue was grateful that he could say that.

Why be grateful, because she really has nowhere to go.

If you go back directly to Mu's house, the injury on your leg will not be covered. After Mu Hewan finds out, he will definitely be worried, and will investigate Shen Jiaren's matter in depth. The current Mu's Group is in dire straits. Mu Hewan was busy running around, as a younger sister, she couldn't help her brother share the burden for the time being, so she had the nerve to distract him.

Mu Shiyue nodded slightly, and was about to say something more, but was startled by Han Feiyu's next actions——

The man she looked deep and introverted was leaning over and holding her ankle at this moment. Mu Shiyue was taken aback for a moment and struggled, but was held even tighter by him.

"Stay still," he said.

Mu Shiyue was stunned for a moment, watching Han Feiyu hold her feet, the little feet fell in his palm, his slender fingers gesticulated on the soles of her feet, and then glanced at the pair of hands under the bed. His deep eyes flashed past the blood-stained shoes.

In an instant, Mu Shiyue's mood fluctuated, but she only swept it away, and seemed to find some feeling from that year again in an instant, and the shyness was swept away.

Mu Shiyue didn't like people touching her feet, except if it was Han Feiyu.

Maybe Han Feiyu himself is a special existence, or maybe he is the first man in Mu Shiyue's life who touched her feet. 
She watched Han Feiyu hold her foot, should he be said to be acting flirtatiously?She didn't feel that that kind of memory came from the past, from nearly ten years ago.

He was the first man who bought high heels for her and put them on for her himself.

It seems to have returned to a long time ago in an instant.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls also like high heels. Like all young girls, Mu Shiyue also likes high heels, but the school stipulates that heels are not allowed during school.

But Han Feiyu promised her that he would use the money he earned to buy her the first pair of high heels.

He did what he said.

Sure enough, before her birthday, he personally worked in a store affiliated with the Han family, and earned money to buy a pair of beautiful high heels for her, and he took the initiative to put them on for her as he is doing now.

Time has changed, but the memory has not changed.

Looking at the man bent under her, Mu Shiyue had mixed feelings.

Han Feiyu wiped off the blood stains on her feet with a towel, then bent down, and took the paper bag he brought over. "My legs are all injured, so I can't wear high heels for the time being." He whispered.

Mu Shiyue didn't speak, but his whole heart was warmed by his gentle actions.

He took out a shoe box from the paper bag, and there was a pair of pink sneakers lying quietly in it.

Even though Mu Shiyue's heart was as calm as stagnant water, some ripples appeared more or less.

What made her even more uncertain was that after so many years, Han Feiyu was still as careful with her as dust. With such a behavior, and her current identity, would she be rumored again...

Mu Shiyue was in a complicated state of anxiety, and wanted to say it, but couldn't say it.

Knowing that her future fate will be entangled with these two members of the Han family, forget it, let it go.

The force of Han Feiyu's fingers was not heavy, very light, as if he was afraid of hurting her, but Mu Shiyue knew that if she broke free to avoid him immediately, he would exert force without hesitation in the next second.

Although he seems simple and unremarkable, in fact, like Han Feixuan, he is too strong a man, and he is very dangerous.

This is no different from Han Feixuan.

He helped her put on the shoes, because his attention was all on her feet, Mu Shiyue couldn't see his eyes, but felt that the feet touched by him seemed to be baked by the stove, It was hot, she quickly turned her face away, the wound hurt a little again.

"Is it suitable?" Han Feiyu put away the pair of blood-stained shoes, put them in a shoe box, sat down on the sofa again and gave her a sideways glance.

Sitting on the bed, Mu Shiyue nodded with just a rough feeling, "It's suitable."

Although it is only a rough feeling, I have to say that this pair of shoes fits well, is also very soft, very light, and the shoe size is just right.

After so many years, he can still remember everything about her. Shouldn't he be moved?
Han Ershao is also very famous in F City. Apart from those nonsense lace news, he is also the partner that many women dream of wanting to marry, and his popularity is not lower than that of idol stars.

If Han Feixuan knew everything about her, it was because they were husband and wife, so what about Han Feiyu?Because it was an old lover?If this kind of nonsense topic is known by that caring person, it will definitely cause a lot of troubles.

For a moment, Mu Shiyue felt like a transparent object, exposing everything in front of two completely different men with similar personalities. She was like a puppet, tied to a rope, without herself.

Mu Shiyue didn't like this feeling, as if she was always being watched and watched.

But in front of Han Feiyu, she didn't show it. She just said softly when Han Feiyu wiped his hands with a towel, "Thank you, Feiyu."

He threw the towel after wiping his hands into the wastebasket, then slowly put his hands on both sides of the sofa, and said in an elegant and deep voice, "You plan to keep seeing me like this forever?"

Mu Shiyue was slightly stunned, and looked sideways at him.

At this time, Han Feiyu turned his eyes to look at her.

Ling Lie's eyes, in the handwriting that was about to be exported, had a soft drive, his thin lips slightly raised, and said softly, "Just like before, call me Xiaoyu! I like the old you the most. "

Looking at the deep look in Han Feiyu's eyes, Mu Shiyue had complicated thoughts. It was also at this moment that she concluded that this man was too dangerous and used to manipulating everything. He was someone she should never provoke.

She lowered her head in silence, and said after a while, "You also said just now that you liked me from before, but now I have changed, so..."

Worried that she would refuse again, Han Feiyu hurriedly said, "I don't care whether it was before or now, you are you, the woman I love the most, no matter who you choose to be with, I love you, there is nothing wrong with that."

"But……"

Mu Shiyue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Han Feiyu. He stood up quickly and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go!"

Mu Shiyue nodded, changed her shoes, Han Feiyu helped her downstairs, and Li Mo had already driven the car to the door.

Han Feiyu helped Mu Shiyue get into the car, but the moment he closed the car door, his hand seemed to touch something, and he was stunned by the pain, and then he shook his hand before regaining his expression.

Li Mo was very frightened by the side, and hurried over to ask.

Han Feiyu said indifferently, "It's okay."

She hurriedly got into the car, Mu Shiyue's shocked expression still remained, and her eyes were dull, until she felt the seat beside her sink and he sat beside her, Mu Shiyue subconsciously reacted.

Several things happened that surprised her in one afternoon. She remembered that a few years ago, Han Feiyu suffered a comminuted fracture of his left hand because of a fight with someone. The beloved piano career came to an end.

Prior to this, Han Feiyu's favorite was the piano. He often performed on stage and won many awards at home and abroad. His future prospects were almost limitless, but after that accident, he completely missed the piano.

Mu Shiyue sometimes thinks, if the accident hadn't happened back then, and Han Feiyu hadn't been in prison, what would he be like now?

He should have been the youngest pianist in China long ago!

It is also possible to study abroad, study at the Royal Academy of Music for a few years, and then go to the United States to do academic research for a few years, and then no matter whether you return to China or stay abroad, you will no longer need to inherit the Han Group's business to develop the future , because his ability and brilliance are enough to cover everything.

But the accident that year, and four years of prison life, changed everything.

Han Feiyu saw the surprise in her eyes, and didn't want to hide it from her, so he said, "The hand injury has healed a long time ago, but occasionally there is some inconvenience in movement. This is just the hand, not the leg, and the rest will not be affected."

He seemed to be pointing at the three words 'other', a slight red light drifted across Mu Shiyue's pale face, and it was so close to flash that it was impossible to catch it.