Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mu Yanzheng raised his eyes, a little puzzled: "Nothing happened to us before, why is she jealous?

"..."

Chu Ci was blocked and couldn't answer for a long time.

At this moment, Mu Yanzheng's cell phone rang rapidly.

He picked it up slowly, saw the number on it clearly, got up and walked out.

"what's up?"

"Sir, Miss Xie is gone."

……

On the day Mu Yanzheng left from Haibin City, Mengchu attended his son's school opening ceremony.

"Mu... Cen?"

When the teacher sorted out the student files, he found that the family members of other students were filled in by parents, but Mu Cen only wrote Meng Chu.

"It looks like his father's surname."

"In a situation like this, it's either a divorce or the death of a father."

"The divorced surname will be changed to the mother's surname. Mr. Li, why don't you call for condolences?"

A few teachers were chirping and paying attention.

Li Jing, who is Mu Cen's head teacher, is troubled in her heart.

such a small child...

She put down the file, went to the auditorium, and found Meng Chu in her class area.

On the stage, the principal was speaking with great emotion, and the teacher could only temporarily call Meng Chu out.

"Hello, I'm Li Jing, Mu Cen's class teacher. I want to ask you some private questions about the child."

"Teacher Li, tell me."

"It's like this. I saw in Mu Cen's file that only his mother was filled in, but his father was not. His father is..."

"Will this affect children's enrollment or what?"

Mentioning his father, Meng Chu's expression darkened.

The little guy is not a newcomer to the school, and this kind of situation has never happened in a place as big as Rongcheng, so this small place actually cares about it?
"No, it doesn't affect."

Teacher Li saw Mengchu's displeasure, and immediately explained cautiously: "Because the child is young, the reason why our school pays special attention to this is to care about the child's physical and mental health. Bullying incidents have occurred in schools of all sizes across the country over the years. , bringing bad influence and tragedy to the society and the families of the victims. The school also considers many aspects..."

"My son has a father, but he is temporarily divorced."

"Oh……"

Meng Chu's words made the teacher unable to answer for a while.

The two were silent for a while, and Meng Chu asked, "Is there anything else? Teacher Li."

"No, you can go back, the ceremony will take three hours."

Meng Chu didn't stay any longer, nodded his head slightly, and pushed open the heavy door of the auditorium.

As time passed day by day, her annoyance towards Mu Yanzheng seemed to fade a bit.

Maybe it was the cleanliness during this period that made her think a lot.

Mu Yanzheng's huge fortune rests on Mu Yanzheng alone, and if he is not careful, he will be overthrown.

But at least, he also took the time to call her and explain, right?

Thinking of this, Meng Chu sat down, only to realize that he had changed his number.

At first thought, even if Mu Yanzheng didn't know her number or where she was, with his ability, if he wanted to find her, he would definitely be able to find her.

In the past, she fell into the sea because Tang Jinglan cut off all news about her from the outside world, and she lost her memory.

But now, she...

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. On the surface, Meng Chu sat calmly, listening to the principal's speech, but in fact, his inner depression would erupt at any time.

"For the sake of the child's physical and mental health, all the teachers of our Mingxin Primary School are always paying attention to, guiding, and doing a good job of the child's second guardianship."

After the last sentence sounded, the entire auditorium burst into thunderous applause.

Only then did Meng Chu wake up, and stood up with the other parents.

"Your child just transferred here too?"

"Ah."

A plainly dressed lady next to her took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Meng Chu.

She just nodded and didn't want to say too much.

Until, the ceremony is over.

She couldn't wait to call Feng Nianjiao, but her palm was sweating while holding the phone.

"Is Cen Cen starting school today?"

"Yes, I just finished the ceremony."

Meng Chu watched his son enter the class before he safely stopped the car on the side of the road outside the gate.

"Mom, has anything happened in Rongcheng recently?"

"Something? I don't think so. Your uncle is ill, and I have been in the hospital for two days."

"Is there no movement in Namu's house?"

When Feng Nianjiao mentioned Xie Guangkun, Meng Chu deliberately avoided the subject.

"No. The last time you came back, the in-laws came once, and there was no... that banquet... It seems that you have never been home, and there is no one next door."

Speaking of this, Feng Nianjiao immediately said: "Before you leave, you want me to move out with your uncle. I thought about it and thought, this house was given to me by Yan Zheng as a son-in-law, and now your uncle is sick again, so... "

"If you don't move, don't move."

Hearing his mother's embarrassment, Meng Chu decisively reassured her.

Feng Nianjiao used to maintain a neutral attitude towards her marrying Mu Yanzheng, and was always indifferent.

Now she enjoys the treatment given by her son-in-law, but she and Mu Yanzheng have divorced.

She doesn't want to be unfilial, so let it be.

When Mengchu returned to the tailor shop, Johnson had already cut out the outline of the suit.

Seeing his concentration, Meng Chu had other thoughts.

"Johnson, do you know where there is a garment factory?"

"No."

Johnson answered without raising his head.

Meng Chu pulled out a chair and sat down beside him.

"you sure?"

Johnson turned around, faced her, and explained helplessly: "Although Haibin City is small, it is close to the sea, and its main development is tourism. When you first came here, you also saw that most of us are tourists. Batch after batch, they always stop and go, and there are not many left."

"I've seen the map of the seaside. The area in the southern area is not for the development of tourism, but for other industries."

"Yes, our clothing industry also has them."

"OK."

When Meng Chu got up, Johnson was still confused.

"I'll go to the South District in the afternoon to have a look. There can't be rough edges in this place."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the cut fabrics laid flat in front of Johnson.

"Here, there seems to be something redundant, and here."

After a few pointers, Johnson immediately made changes according to her suggestions.

"Let's go by bike, to avoid traffic jams."

"I can't ride your mountain bike well."

Meng Chu sat down at the desk in front of the window and turned on the computer.

"It's not a mountain bike, it's a battery car."

Johnson explained with a hint of arrogance in his tone.

Meng Chu didn't say anything more and accepted silently.

In the afternoon, she came to the tailor shop first, and waited for Johnson to arrive on a battery car before setting off.

The slow pace of life in a small city allows people to enjoy the beauty of time.

Meng Chu looked at the navigation on his phone, but when he passed the intersection, he was almost hit by a white Maserati rushing out.But when he got nervous, he still fell to the ground.

She was afraid that others would think she was someone who touched porcelain, so she stood up quickly, and as soon as she lifted the battery car up, she looked up and saw a man in a light gray suit approaching, and that familiar face.

"Long time no see, Miss Meng."