Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Putting down the phone, Meng Chu couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

Looking at the night scene outside the window, just as the sea breeze hits, the whole person seems to have withdrawn from the soul suddenly, and freezes in place without any reaction.

She didn't know how long she had been standing, and when she was about to go back to bed, she was so numb that she couldn't feel any sensation.

Back on the bed with difficulty, just about to lie down, there was a knock on the door of the room: "Boom~"

Meng Chu looked towards the door vigilantly, not daring to vent his breath.

There won't be local hooligans in such a small place, what kind of hostage will they do at night?

"Dong Dong~"

There was another knock on the door, and Meng Chu immediately asked, "Who is it?!"

"It's me, Miss, I'm here to bring you something."

Hearing that it looked like the girl at the front desk downstairs, Meng Chu relaxed his guard and slowly went to open the door.

"In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. We have an annual Panlong Festival here, and you can only go in and watch it with a ticket."

With that said, the girl handed her an admission ticket.

Meng Chu picked it up and thanked him.

After closing the door, she took a special look.

But when it comes to Mid-Autumn Festival, she feels uncomfortable again.

On the day when she was supposed to be reunited, she was alone in a foreign land...

But when she saw the newly bought clothes hanging in the blink of an eye, she was instantly relieved.

Think of it as a whole-hearted trip, looking for inspiration and relaxing.

With such a mood, Meng Chu lay down and closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, she woke up early and jogged along the seaside road in her sportswear.

She doesn't actually have the habit of exercising, but the beautiful scenery here really makes her a little bit unable to contain the ecstasy in her heart.

Unknowingly, she ran a long distance, and when she passed a street, she stopped to have breakfast by the side of the road.

"Hi."

As soon as she sat down, a foreign guy with white skin and blue eyes who ran in the morning greeted her.

Meng Chu glanced at it, lowered her head and ate the offal soup that the boss had just brought her.

For her who was born in the north, this is the first time she has tasted this feature.

After taking two mouthfuls of soup, Meng Chu smacked his lips.

Delicious soup.

If Cen Cen is here, he must also like this taste, and...

bah bah bah!
At this moment, she still thinks of Mu Yanzheng's face in her mind!
Picking up the chopsticks, he put the beef offal into his mouth and chewed hard, as if what he was eating was not rice, but Mu Yanzheng.

"Miss, aren't you a local?"

The boss suddenly picked up a freshly cooked dish of unknown food and struck up a conversation with her.

Meng Chu nodded.

"No, I'm here to travel."

"Then try my rice rolls and give it away for free."

The boss was enthusiastic, but Meng Chu hesitated.

After eating beef offal, and now she wants to eat rice rolls, isn't she a heavy taster?
"thank you boss."

Although Meng Chu was reluctant, he still took the rice rolls.

The first time she ate it, she couldn't accept the taste, and she couldn't eat it after a few mouthfuls.

When I finally went to pay the bill, I had to tell the boss that I am from the north, so I am not used to this food.

After leaving with apologies, Meng Chu received a call from Feng Nianjiao when he returned to the inn.

"Ah Chu..."

At the other end, the mother hesitated to speak, and Meng Chu thought that something happened to her, so he couldn't help but pick her up.

"What happened?"

"Yan Zheng is hospitalized."

Perhaps after some deliberation, the person on the other end blurted out.

Meng Chu stopped, stood by the guardrail by the sea, looked at the sparkling sea, swallowed hard, and said in a cold voice, "Mom, the reason I left your number is just to know how you and Cen Cen are doing. , What happens to other people has nothing to do with me. So, don't waste your phone bill because of some irrelevant people. "

Her attitude is too firm.

So much so that the other end fell into a long silence, and then the phone hung up automatically.

Meng Chu put down his phone, feeling inexplicably sad.

He was hospitalized, so he asked that Xie Rou to accompany him.

Her mother had informed her, which undoubtedly made her even more sad.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Chu hurried back to the inn.

All day long, she stayed in her room and did not go out. In the evening, a costume design composition appeared on a piece of A4 paper. It was an evening dress with ethnic characteristics.

Looking at the first attempt, Meng Chu carefully checked her right wrist.

During this period of time in Rongcheng, did he heal himself?
Without thinking too much, she immediately went on to draw another summer dress. The design concept was still a noble and elegant dress, but with elements of national style added to it.

In the evening, she repacked the clothes that the male boss gave her yesterday, and went out.

Today seems to be more lively than yesterday. As soon as I left the inn, I saw occasional passing vehicles on the road in front of the door, and there was an endless stream of people.

Most of them are backpackers, and very few of them are wearing local clothes.

Meng Chu didn't follow the route last night, but finally found the alley.

At this time, a whole bluestone road was occupied by people coming and going.

Seeing the store from afar, Meng Chu walked forward with a hint of joy.

"Boss, thank you for the clothes."

She went straight to the counter.

The man was keeping accounts on paper, and was obviously surprised to see her.

But soon, he returned to normal.

"Run out?"

"Ah."

Meng Chu turned his head to look around the store, and suddenly heard him ask, "Where are you from?"

"Rongcheng."

Meng Chu responded, his feet were no longer in control, and he walked towards the other dress he was looking at yesterday.

"Do you rent clothes from your store?"

"No rent."

The man firmly refused.

Meng Chu was a little disappointed.

She glanced at the long dress, and her eyes were full of longing for what she wanted.

"Then tell me, are you a designer?"

"If I said I was, would you rent it?"

Meng Chu asked back.

The man propped up the countertop with one hand, with a lazy expression on his face: "No rent, no rent."

"Then why did you lend me two yesterday?"

Meng Chu was puzzled, so he came over to distinguish.

The man's deep-set eyes stared straight at her.

After a long time, I said: "I planned to throw away those two items. I thought you would throw them away after you used them up, but I didn't expect them to be returned."

"The owner's lease is already well-intentioned. If I don't know the good and the bad, it would be too unreasonable."

"So, you woman is quite conscientious."

As he spoke, he stepped back and found something from the counter and threw it to Mengchu.

Meng Chu caught it, and opened it to see that it was an introductory book on fashion design.

"you……"

"I didn't go to school, but the clothes in my shop are all designed and tailored by myself."

"!!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, Meng Chu was shocked.

There are such geniuses in the world?
"Are you sure it's your own handwriting?"

Meng Chu still couldn't believe it, so he chased him and asked.

The man looked at her with the satisfaction of being praised.

"Since you are a designer, you should be able to see the materials of my clothes."

After saying this, Meng Chu had already walked to the nearest hanging short-sleeve check.

The needlework is not as delicate as the factory machine, but it does not affect the appearance at all, and the patterns on it are very ethnic.

If it is a real designer, it may not be able to design such clothes.

"You are very talented, how could you bury such a small place?"

Meng Chu turned his head while talking, and saw the man standing not far away, staring at her.