Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Mum Cen, do you know this woman?"

The surveillance screen at the front of the store showed that Mu Cen followed a middle-aged woman to the west.

Meng Chu stared at the monitor screen without moving for a long time.

Teacher Li noticed something was wrong, so she asked her.

For a long time, Meng Chuxiang seemed to be exhausted, and murmured: "I know."

Coming out of here, she hesitated to dial the number that she had already memorized in her heart.

The other end rang for a few seconds, and a female voice came: "Hello, Mr. Mu is not here, call back later."

"What about others!"

Meng Chu suddenly turned up the volume, and the other party fell silent for a while, his voice visibly becoming more cautious.

"Boss Mu is in a meeting."

"What kind of meeting is there? Give him the phone."

"Then may I ask if you are..."

"Don't care who I am, send it to him!"

This man is working and working all day long, and he only has work in his eyes!
Meng Chu was inexplicably angry. She never thought that the person waiting here was not the client, but the client's mother.

Without any explanation, she abducted her son instead.

He was waiting for the phone to be delivered, but within a few minutes, the display on the other end was hung up.

"Mom Mu Cen, since classmate Mu Cen has found me, I'll go back to school first."

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Li."

"It's ok."

Watching Li Jing go away, Meng Chu called Mu Yanzheng again.

This time, the rejection is displayed directly.

Meng Chu almost exploded on the spot.

Standing at the door of the store, with the slightly cold autumn wind blowing, I shivered unconsciously.

After looking around, she followed the monitoring instructions and walked forward.

While recalling Mu Mu's number in his mind.

Just arrived at the entrance of the hotel, just in time to see Mrs. Mu coming out of it.

"aunt?"

Because I haven't seen him for so long, Meng Chu didn't dare to admit it for a while.

When Aunt Mu saw that Meng Chu had come to find her, she was obviously embarrassed.

"Ah Chu...why are you here?"

Meng Chu was too lazy to play sloppy with her, and went straight to the point: "I'm looking for Cen Cen, is he in there?"

With that said, the person has already climbed the steps and entered the hall.

Aunt Mu came to her senses and immediately went to stop her.

But Meng Chu insisted on taking her son away, and she couldn't stop her at all.

"Several floors."

Meng Chu didn't ask the front desk, and went straight to the elevator.

But the eyes that turned to Aunt Mu were sharp and resolute.

Aunt Mu was forced to go in and press the floor.

All the way up and stopped on the sixth floor, Meng Chu signaled her to go out first.

Aunt Mu went all the way to the room where she and Mu Mu were, and knocked on the door.

After a while, when the door opened, Mu Mu was delighted: "Didn't you say go shopping? Why so fast?"

Aunt Mu's face was ugly, and she moved out of the way.

When Mu Mu saw Meng Chu, her smile froze.

"Where's Cen Cen?"

Their eyes met, Meng Chu had a cold face, but he didn't force his way in.

Mother Mu turned her side in relief, which meant to ask her to enter the house.

Meng Chu was not restrained either. When he entered, he saw Mu Cen doing his homework on the sofa, and there were cut fruits on the fruit plate next to him.

Xu felt that someone was approaching, and the little guy who was concentrating slowly raised his head.

Seeing Meng Chu, his face changed slightly.

"Mommy."

Seeing that cowardice, Meng Chu, who was originally full of anger, suddenly lost his temper.

"Ah Chu, sit down."

Mother Mu motioned and poured her water again.

Meng Chu didn't respond, and gave the little guy a look, and he immediately packed his schoolbag.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Mother Mu hurriedly tried to stop it: "Ah Chu, I came all this way just to see my grandson, you..."

"He is still in class. The teacher almost called the police because of him. The result."

Meng Chu's anxiety was written all over his face, and Mother Mu couldn't force her to intervene.

The little guy was forcibly led to the door, but was still called by Mu Mu: "Cen Cen."

Meng Chu stopped, waited for Mu Mu to come forward, and said calmly: "You go back, he is very good here. Eat enough and play well."

"Ah Chu, grandpa misses Cen Cen very much."

Mother Mu couldn't hold back, so she could only move the old man out.

Meng Chu stared at her for a long time, then pulled his son and quickly walked out of the room.

Aunt Mu wanted to chase, but was stopped by Mu Mu: "Let them go."

Downstairs, instead of sending Mu Cen back to school, Meng Chu asked him for half a day off and brought him back to the tailor shop.

"You are so easily taken away, where did the previous lessons go?!"

Meng Chu held a ruler for measuring clothes, as if he was going to hit someone.

Mu Cen stood in front of her with his head bowed, like a child who made mistakes.

On the side, Johnson watched and remained silent.

"If you do this again, I won't look for you anymore. Since you like the Mu family, you can go back with them. From now on, I, Mengchu, will never have your son again."

Meng Chu's attitude was firm and his tone was high-pitched.

The little guy shrank his shoulders in fright, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Mommy, I won't dare again."

"After all, I'm still young, and it's human nature to be ignorant."

Johnson couldn't see it, so he interjected.

Meng Chu glanced at him and threw the ruler over.

"The plan to hang out this weekend has been cancelled."

After finishing speaking, I don't care about Mu Cen anymore.

Put the custom-made haute couture suit in the finishing touches and put it in a tidy box.

"You can notify the guests to come and pick up the clothes."

Reminding Johnson, she sat down at the computer desk in front of the window.

Johnson looked at her and then at Mu Cen, and finally took away the box containing the suit.

The call was made, and within half an hour, a man came to pick it up.

"Get the clothes."

Seeing that it wasn't the man from before, Mu Cen asked suspiciously, "Your boss ordered it?"

The man took a special look at her, took the clothes from Johnson, turned his head and left without responding.

Watching him get into the car through the glass window, Meng Chu always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell.

"what happened?"

Seeing her suspicious, Johnson came over and asked her a question.

Meng Chu turned around and asked, "How many people are there to order this suit?"

"Three."

Johnson almost blurted out without even thinking about it.

Meng Chu didn't ask any more questions, and glanced at the road outside the window and the endless sea not far away, and curled the corners of his lips almost imperceptibly.

That night, the suit was sent back to Rongcheng.

Coincidentally, Mu Yanzheng had a reception to attend.

Chu Ci offered a suit, and he changed it directly in the office, and found a problem just after wearing it.

"There's something wrong with this cufflink."

Chu Ci held it and looked left and right, almost swearing.

"If you wear this out, it will probably be a hot topic in the media. The title: #武氏集团委员, wearing fakes to a banquet."

Mu Yanzheng didn't believe that a designer like Meng Chu would not be able to tell the authenticity of the cufflinks from the fake ones.

Just as he was thinking to himself, Chu Ci reminded him: "Did she do it on purpose to lure you out?"

Mu Yanzheng glanced at him and took off his clothes.

"Call me this morning, but I haven't answered."

"have a look."

Chu Ci thought he guessed it right, but who knows, the next moment, Mu Yanzheng was lazy: "My mother and auntie went to the beach and took Cen Cen away. She might be because of this."

"Then why don't you answer it? Isn't this misunderstanding getting deeper and deeper?"

"Can't answer, or she will think that I sent my mother there."

"Too."

After walking around, Chu Ci was a little confused, and looked thoughtfully at the suit thrown aside.