Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

Seeing the door of the apartment slam shut in front of her eyes, Mu Shiyue let out a sigh of relief and frowned. Maybe she should really go out and have fun.

Anyway, she is just in her 20s, so she can't live the life of middle-aged and elderly people ahead of time!

Just when she was about to leave, the door of the apartment opened again, and Han Feiyu poked his head out from inside, and put his bank card into her hand, "No, remember to swipe my card for everything, otherwise I will be angry when I come back!"

After speaking, he closed the door as fast as he could.

Mu Shiyue looked at the bank card in her hand and couldn't help smiling. Han Feiyu is really a warm man who knows what a woman needs and knows that she is struggling financially, so she always pays silently behind her back and never remembers anything in return. .

And when she was embarrassed and wanted to find a chance to refuse, she would forcefully threaten him as the child's uncle, saying that she had to take care of it to the end.

In fact, he just wanted to find an excuse to help her, which Mu Shiyue knew very well.

She wanted to leave again, and Han Feiyu opened the door of the apartment again, this time without taking anything, he just said, "Only this time, you can use your charm to strike up a handsome guy you like! But only this time! You have to seize the opportunity, my beautiful Muda, come on!"

After speaking, he closed the door.

This time, he really closed the door and left, because Mu Shiyue wanted to say something, but he didn't listen or give him a chance.

Looking at the closed door of the apartment, Mu Shiyue couldn't help smiling, got into the car with her bag and left.

Pick up a handsome guy, huh?

With her chubby appearance now, how can there be any handsome guy!Ojisan is almost the same!

According to what Han Feiyu said, Mu Shiyue drove directly for four and a half hours to Washington D.C.

The shopping is crazy here, the trunk and the rear seat of the car are full, from underwear to outerwear, spring, summer, autumn and winter, all kinds of styles, all bought a lot.

But she didn't swipe Han Feiyu's card. She has been working for a long time, and she has saved a lot anyway. It is more than enough for just buying some things.

Completely squandering the unity, I really feel a lot more comfortable physically and mentally.

It seems that money is really a good thing, it can restore the vitality of a depressed person in an instant.

She was driving and wandering aimlessly on the streets of Washington, D.C., but she couldn't help feeling a little worried about the child, so she called Han Feiyu. When asked about simple questions such as whether the baby was crying or hungry, Han Feiyu hung up the phone without mercy.

Then a wechat message was sent, "Silly girl, just have fun if I let you have fun. We adults, can't take care of a nursing child? You don't trust me too much!"

He also sent two angry little emojis, which made Mu Shiyue couldn't help laughing while holding the phone.

But it's right to think about it carefully, anyway, it's all out, so let's have a good time!

Fortunately, I contacted a few good colleagues before by phone, and we made an appointment to find a bar to drink at random.

After drinking for three rounds, Mu Shiyue was drunk.

The same goes for several other colleagues. They supported each other and continued to ask for drinks in the bar. The bartender couldn't stand it anymore, so he tried to persuade him a few words.

Mu Shiyue said directly in fluent English, "We don't want wine, give me a bottle of champagne."

The bartender hesitated for a moment, then gave it to her.

"Miss, do you need me to open it for you?" the bartender asked.

Mu Shiyue shook her head, "I will fight myself!"

She took the champagne as soon as she took it, but couldn't help the alcohol paralyzed the nerves of her brain, her body couldn't help shaking, her cheeks were flushed, she shook the champagne in her little hand, and when she opened it suddenly, there was a 'bang' sound, and the cork flew away out -

Mu Shiyue flew in the direction of the cork, and the champagne liquid splashed all over the person in front of her. Her confused eyes swept to the distance, smiled at the person opposite, and said, "Sorry!"

Looking ahead, there is a handsome man wearing a light-colored suit, well-trimmed, with an excellent face, a little travel-stained as if he just got off the plane, his handsome features are still incomparable after a few months away, and the indifference on his face The noble smile descended in front of her like a god.

If Mu Shiyue was sober at this time, she would have been surprised by the 'sorry' she just said, but would have thrown down the bottle of champagne that was still being sprayed, turned around, paid the bill and left.

But at this time, her brain was completely controlled by alcohol, and there were a few colleagues beside her who were already drunk, and a few people were laughing and clamoring. With drunken eyes, she only felt that the man in front of her was very handsome, but she didn't recognize him. It was her ex-husband, Han Feixuan.

The champagne in Mu Shiyue's hand, the cork carrying a lot of liquid, splashed directly on Han Feixuan's body, and the cork hit his beautiful and delicate forehead, with a 'bang', it hurt so much.

But the moment he saw her at this moment, he had already forgotten whether it hurt or not, and just stared blankly at her blankly.

Han Feixuan walked by a charming woman. She is a recently popular female artist and the newly hired spokesperson of the Han Group. This time, she came to Washington D.C. to discuss the latest cooperation.

The woman took Han Feixuan's arm and said in a coquettish voice, "Brother Feixuan, what's the matter? Do you know this aunt?"

"Aunt?" Han Feixuan repeated sarcastically.

Following his line of sight, the woman landed on Mu Shiyue, who was drunk and still waving champagne, "Isn't it? You're so fat, and you don't know how to be reserved, isn't it an aunt?"

Han Feixuan couldn't help laughing, and then pulled out his hand, "Yes, aunt..."

His eyes staring at Mu Shiyue seemed to be on fire. He didn't know what had happened in the past few months. In less than a year, how could she eat herself so fat!
Is it because of pregnancy...

Subconsciously found the answer, Han Feixuan couldn't laugh immediately. For their children, she didn't hesitate to destroy her figure, and he almost made fun of her with others!
I really have the urge to slap myself hard!
The woman clung to Han Feixuan again with her delicate body and slender waist, "Young Master Han, what do you want her to do? Come, let's have a drink!"

Because there was a client present, Han Feixuan couldn't save face, and Mu Shiyue didn't recognize him, so he had to sit down and continue drinking.

However, he glanced at Mu Shiyue from the corner of his eye the whole time, paying attention to her every move.

After the entertainment was finally over, Han Feixuan hurriedly sent everyone away, took the female artist's hand and said perfunctorily, "Please send them back to the hotel! I still have something to do here."

The female artist was a bit reluctant, but she was too embarrassed to refuse. She could only look at him with big eyes full of affection, and nodded, "Okay, I see, you should be busy! Remember to call me."

"Well, let's go!"

Han Feixuan watched the group leave perfunctorily.

And in the bar, Mu Shiyue was almost drunk, and a few people started to check out drunk and prepared to leave.

After seeing off a few colleagues, Mu Shiyue's swaying brain also became dull. She took the bank card handed over by the bartender, stuffed it in her pocket casually, and dropped her wallet on the ground.

The bartender kindly reminded her that she lowered her head to pick it up indiscriminately, but a man with a big belly walked up to her and picked up the wallet on the ground before her.

The man is also Asian and can speak Chinese, staring at Mu Shiyue with malicious intent, "Miss, your wallet."

Mu Shiyue was so drunk, she barely stabilized her body with her hands on the bar, and smiled politely at the man, "Thank you."

She reached for the wallet, but the man didn't return it to her, but instead said, "Since it's such a coincidence, why don't we go out for a drink?"

"Ah?" Mu Shiyue hesitated for a while, and only a little bit of consciousness left to remind her to refuse, but her body had already lost control, "No, I'm going home..."

"I can take you home, miss, let's go! My car is just outside." The man said, reaching out to help Mu Shiyue.

But he didn't do it, but took advantage of the opportunity, and his big fat hand approached her buttocks, before touching her, an indifferent voice sounded from the side——

Even in a noisy bar, it is still very clear.

"Let go of her!"

Everyone raised their eyes in search of the sound, and saw a man in an expensive suit striding towards this side. The man's shirt was unbuttoned a few times, and he put one hand in his trousers pocket. He had a cold face and exquisite facial features. , no matter where it goes, it can arouse the cheers and joy of the opposite sex.

Han Feixuan strode over, pushed the fat man away, and subconsciously surrounded Mu Shiyue with his big hands.