Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

——Meng Chu, how can you go to school without a school uniform, be careful, I will tell the teacher to go!
——Meng Chu, why did you develop earlier than me?You are obviously two years younger than me.

——Meng Chu, who is he!How dare you hide a boy in my backyard, be careful, I will tell my mother to kick you out!

——Meng Chu, I will take care of him from now on, you are not allowed to interfere any more!

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind like a movie.

She didn't care, but she thought of the boy who had taken care of him for three days and three nights when she didn't have time to eat. The first time Xie Rou saw her, she had no chance to get close to him again. She felt as if she had been stabbed countless times. Once, it hurts to the point of suffocation.

Feeling that the corners of his mouth were slightly wet, Meng Chu raised his hand to wipe it away, only to find that tears were streaming down his face.

"Mengchu, why do you loose your hair, do you want to seduce Yan Zheng?"

"No, it's because I just washed my hair..."

"You are not allowed to wash it. Even if you wash it, you have to tie it up quickly. Yanzheng is mine, so you can't even think about it."

"Obviously I knew him first."

"It doesn't matter if we know each other. The person he saw when his fever subsided and opened his eyes is me. If you talk nonsense again, be careful that I will let my mother drive you and your mother out to sleep on the street!"

……

"Hehe, it's so bad at such a young age."

Meng Chu suddenly laughed out loud, looking particularly pervasive in the dark night.

Sniffing, she reached out to pick up the red wine glass on the low table, took a sip, and suddenly thought of something, she put the wine glass back and replaced it with a mobile phone.

Open it, and seeing Mu Yanzheng's number in the address book, she suddenly hesitated with her finger that wanted to point.

If you told him now that it was not Xie Rou who saved him back then, how would Mu Yanzheng react?
That's it!

It doesn't seem to make much sense to pursue that now.

Even if he, Mu Yanzheng, knew that he was the one who saved him, he would not be with her.

How could a servant's daughter fall in love with the chaebol young master?
Putting down her phone, she picked up the red wine and drank it down.

"Cough cough..."

Because he drank too much, his throat was hot, and his cheeks were red all the way to his ears and neck.

"Ah Chu, why haven't you slept yet?"

At this time, there was a mother's knock on the door outside.

Meng Chu grabbed her neck and forced herself to raise her head. Her messy hair covered her eyes, making her look like a female ghost from a distance.

Xu Shi didn't hear any more movement, the footsteps outside the door gradually became smaller, followed by the sound of closing the door.

Meng Chu lay down on the sofa and grabbed a blanket to cover his head before he dared to cough.

After a long time of adjustment, she felt dizzy.

Thinking of looking for water to drink, my body was limp and I was too lazy to move.Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

The next day, it was overcast.

When I woke up, I found that I was lying on the carpet. Apart from my head hurting a little, my eyes were a little blurry.

When I entered the bathroom, I looked in the mirror and was startled.

Both eyes were swollen into walnuts, which looked scary from a distance.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Before she could open the door, the door had already been pushed open from the outside, and a small head poked out.

When Meng Chu saw it was him, he immediately started acting like a baby: "Cen Cen, look at Mommy..."

The little guy came in and didn't forget to close the door.

When Meng Chu came out of the bathroom, he had already leaned forward distressedly, stroking Meng Chu's swollen eyes with his small palm.

"Does it hurt?"

"A little bit, you go downstairs to help Mommy and ask grandma to get some medicine to reduce swelling?"

"it is good."

The little guy readily agreed, and then ran out.

Not long after, he came back, but Feng Nianjiao followed behind him.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

After all, it's my mother, I don't want to see my daughter suffer a little bit of grievance.

Meng Chu smiled embarrassedly: "I drank a little wine yesterday, so that's it."

"Grandma, hurry up and find medicine, my mommy is in pain."

The little man Mu Cen took Feng Nianjiao's hand and went outside.

Feng Nianjiao had no choice but to find medicine first.

When he came back, he was snatched away by the little guy before he could speak.

"I want to apply medicine to my mommy."

Cotton swab in one hand and ointment in the other.

A few minutes later, Meng Chu went downstairs still with two swollen eyes.

"It's not that you have nothing to do today, and it doesn't matter if you stay at home."

During breakfast, Feng Nianjiao comforted her.

Meng Chu took a spoonful of porridge, chewed it in his mouth, and shook his head.

"Something happened."

"what's up?"

Feng Nianjiao suddenly leaned towards her and lowered her voice: "Isn't it because you want to remarry Yan Zheng?"

"how do you know?"

Meng Chu was surprised, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Where's Uncle Xie? Didn't you come back last night?"

"He said that he went to some relative, and because it was too late, he stayed overnight."

"Mom, do you trust him that much?"

Feng Nianjiao's words made Meng Chu somewhat angry.

But her question stopped Feng Nianjiao.

"You also know how he is now, we are all old anyway."

"What about my dad? After a hundred years, how will you explain to my dad?"

The atmosphere of the restaurant suddenly dropped, filled with a trace of weirdness.

Mu Cen, who was buried in his meal, saw that the atmosphere was not right, and looked up at his mother.

Meng Chu didn't have time to talk to him, so he held back all his strength and fought with Feng Nianjiao.

After a long time, Feng Nianjiao put down her chopsticks, feeling a little emotional: "You are an adult now, and you are living a prosperous life, so I don't need to worry about it. Your father has been gone for so many years, and I also want to have someone to accompany me when I grow old."

"Then just in case...in case of thanks...he is not suitable to accompany you."

Meng Chu hesitated, regarding what happened last night, she did not have conclusive evidence to prove that Xie Guangkun went to see that woman Xie Rou.

Knowing that he divorced Xie Rou's mother, and knowing that he was different from them, but when she saw and thought of what Xie Rou had done to her, she felt resentful.

Feng Nianjiao stared at her blankly, and after a while, she became suspicious and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"It means that Xie Guangkun cannot live here."

"Achu, do you resent Xie Rou because of what happened to him before? Xie Rou is Xie Rou, and her father is her father. It's different."

"If I were resentful, I would have disagreed with you to live together a long time ago. I wouldn't have made such a request until now."

"That……"

Feng Nianjiao was not in the mood to eat, she turned her face to the side and started to sulk.

The little guy thought the two were arguing, so he glanced at Meng Chu, put down his chopsticks and ran to Feng Nianjiao's side, and said childishly, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

Hearing no response, Meng Chu glanced at her, only to find that the old lady was secretly wiping tears.

Meng Chu was helpless and had no desire to eat.

"Mom, I'm your daughter, of course I think about you. I don't want to interfere too much in your affairs, I just..."

"Mommy,..."

Before Mengchu could finish speaking, the little guy interrupted her and gave her a look.

That meant asking Meng Chu to go out first, and stop talking at this time.

Coincidentally, there was a 'buzzing' sound from Meng Chu's mobile phone.

She glanced at Feng Nianjiao and went out to answer the call with her mobile phone.

As soon as she entered the living room, she saw a man waving at her through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.