Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Mu..."

Just as Meng Chu was about to speak, Chen An on the opposite side gave a 'wheeze', moved his chair and stood up.

Looking at each other, he gave her a wink, silently stepped aside, and automatically gave up his position.

Meng Chu sat down in his seat and looked at the man opposite, his little heart beating wildly.

"Go back?"

After a long time, she spit out these two words.

Mu Yanzheng leaned over and twisted the cigarette butt that was about to finish into the ashtray on the table in front of him.

Without looking at him, he got up and left.

Meng Chu was dumbfounded, froze for a second, then slipped to chase.

Outside, Chen An got in the car, started the car, and turned on the right road.

Mu Yanzheng walked straight to her car, then raised his eyes to look at her, and said coldly, "Open the door."

Meng Chu realized it later, and hurriedly found out the car keys.

He got in the car, and she opened the co-pilot's door.

In the cramped carriage, the atmosphere is dignified and depressing.

"Hurry up and drive, or you won't be able to catch up with Chen Tezhu."

Meng Chu urged to break the deadlock.

Mu Yanzheng remained motionless, while Meng Chu tilted his head to look at his profile.

Suddenly, he came sideways, held her face and kissed her.

The light tobacco smell filled the tip of his nose, mixed with the thick and hot kiss, Meng Chu felt a little dizzy.

She closed her eyes slowly, feeling his kiss from heavy to shallow, and unconsciously raised her arms to wrap around his neck.

The brief warmth extinguished the complaint in someone's heart.

On the way, Meng Chu turned his head to look at him from time to time, and finally couldn't help but tell what happened here.

"Gu Ying is Johnson's fiancée, as a master and friend, she will help if she can."

"Why didn't I know when you were so warm-hearted?"

Mu Yanzheng's words were full of criticism and ridicule.

Meng Chu glanced at him and said stiffly, "I've always been like this, it's just that you don't know it."

"Gu Ying, this woman, you should know a little bit, it's best not to get too close to her."

Tang Jinglan and things about him, both of them didn't want to mention it again.

Meng Chu was sitting upright, and the scene when Gu Ying and Johnson met flashed through his mind.

Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Johnson: [How was the chat? 】

"Ah Chu, you're a bit of a nosy like this, so be careful not to do your best."

Mu Yanzheng suddenly made a sound, and Meng Chu covered the phone on his lap, and looked at him with no hesitation.

"A person who has been away from home for several years and lives in a fireworks site, not only her worldly skills, but also her environment can change her life."

"But Johnson has been waiting for her for many years, even if it is impossible, he still wants to meet her."

"and then?"

Mu Yanzheng turned his head, his eyes were profound and confusing.

"Then……"

Meng Chu didn't dare to look him in the eye again, turned around quickly, looked ahead, and was speechless.

Until he returned to the old house, Meng Chu didn't receive any text messages from Johnson & Johnson, not even a phone call.

"Are you really doing bad things with good intentions?"

Meng Chu wandered around the room, the more he thought about it, the more difficult it was for him to settle down.

"Dong Dong~"

At this time, the door was knocked.

Meng Chu paused, looked towards the door, and saw a servant coming in with a nutritional soup.

"Ma'am, this is what the young master told you."

"what?"

"Tremella jujube soup."

She glanced at the dimly lit outside, and couldn't help wondering: "Just let me have this for dinner?"

"The young master said, it should be."

Meng Chu was speechless, and raised his hand to take it away.

She thought to herself, I'm afraid this man is going to punish her, because of what happened during the day.

But this soup...

Just then, her cell phone flickered.

Meng Chu ate two mouthfuls and put it back on the bed in general interest.

Open the phone, it turned out to be an email.

Meng Chu went to the study room, and used Mu Yanzheng's computer to log in to his mailbox.

Seeing that it was an invitation from M Group, Meng Chu unconsciously twitched the corners of his lips, and replied later: "I plan to settle in China, and I have no intention of going abroad for the time being."

It was translated into English, and just after sending it, a call from an international number came in from her mobile phone.

Meng Chu looked at the constantly jumping numbers, hesitated for a few seconds, and pressed the connect button.

"Hello, Miss Mengchu."

The other party speaks fluent English.

Meng Chu picked up the phone and responded in the same fluent English: "Hi, Mr. Smith, long time no see."

"I am sincere and want to invite you back."

"Unfortunately, I just remarried my ex-husband."

"That's okay, you can choose to settle between the two countries at will, and the salary is double what it used to be."

"..."

Meng Chu was moved by the following conditions.

M Group is the main brand, and it was because of her face that it bordered on Hr back then.Now that people are so sincerely inviting, if she still delays, wouldn't it be a bit...

"Let me think about it."

Meng Chu didn't feel overwhelmed and agreed directly.

The other party readily accepted her consideration, and the time limit was three days.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chu stared at the computer screen in a daze.

Whether she agrees or not, she will definitely need to go to Millais.

That night, Mu Yanzheng came back very late, with a little smell of alcohol on his body.

"Have you had dinner yet?"

In the bedroom, Meng Chu was sitting on the head of the bed, the warm yellow light from the wall lamp set off her cheeks more and more softly, and even had a fatal charm.

"Of course. As for the soup you arranged, can it fill your stomach?"

Meng Chu glanced at him with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Mu Yanzheng turned his head and smiled.

"I'm going to take a shower."

After speaking, he plunged into the bathroom.

Meng Chu didn't bother to read fashion magazines any more, so he lay down directly.

When Mu Yanzheng came out of the shower, Meng Chu was already asleep.

He simply scrubbed, lay down next to him, and pulled him into his arms. Just about to speak, Meng Chu slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm going to Millais tomorrow."

The person behind him visibly froze.

For a long time, ask: "What do you do?"

"Mr. Smith emailed and called me today and invited me back to Group M."

Her voice was very thin, without any emotion.

Mu Yanzheng turned her body over to face him.

In the dark night, each other felt each other's warmth and breath.

"You are not the same as before. You have a family, a husband and children."

"Don't delay, right? You have hands and feet and don't need me to take care of them."

"Yes, I haven't eaten your cooking. If you really go abroad, then we can meet a few times a year."

"Why are you so childish all of a sudden?"

There was a smile in Meng Chu's words, and he couldn't help giggling.

It turned out that Mu Yanzheng's hands hidden under the blanket were dishonest, which made her itch all over.

"How naive, I just want my wife to be by my side, is it wrong?"

"Also said that you are not naive, someone refused to let me eat in order to punish me."

The topic unconsciously brought up the matter of the afternoon.

Mu Yanzheng was helpless, and sighed: "I'm just trying to make you remember, I'm your man, please discuss with me before doing anything."

"Exclusive power."

Meng Chu spat out two words bitterly, turned his back, but shrank back into his arms.

After a long silence, Mu Yanzheng suddenly asked in a low voice: "At noon, you said someone was going to kill you"