Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mu Yanzheng sat downstairs for a while, then got up and went upstairs.

No matter how much gossip is said outside, Meng Chu needs to be clean here.

Pushing the door open and entering the bedroom, I saw Meng Chu who was holding a paintbrush and lowering his head to draw.

Sensing someone coming in, Meng Chu looked up, then lowered his head again.

"What happened to the hot search in the morning?"

After asking this, she also moved two or three more strokes before stopping.

Mu Yanzheng approached her and comforted her: "The heat has gone down, except for those boring marketing accounts, who would be so bored to post this."

"The elders in your family didn't say anything, did they?"

"What do you say? I raise children for others?"

Meng Chu's worry caused Mu Yanzheng to ask a joke.

He fondled her hair, leaned over and whispered, "Is it my son, I don't know?"

! !
Meng Chu glared at him.

He groaned in his heart, a certain person never believed that it was his own seed, if it wasn't for the DNA test, how could he have raised a child for an outsider.

"Cen Cen doesn't know if he saw the news or not. In the past, at this point, he would come here, but he hasn't come yet."

"I gonna go see."

He patted her shoulder tenderly and walked out.

Meng Chu was even more worried when he heard the door close.

Why did no one mention about Cen Cen's birth for so long, but when she and Ye 〇 talked about it, it was fermented by the marketing account?
Mu Cen is now entering elementary school, and with his level of understanding, it will definitely have an impact.

Sure enough, when Mu Yanzheng knocked on the door and went in, he saw the little guy lying on the desk in front of the window, staring at a delicate and small white model airplane on top of some books.

He went in, came all the way to the front, and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you visit your mommy?"

The little guy came back to his senses and sat up straight, but he didn't turn his face to look at him.

Mu Yanzheng was very patient, pulled a chair from the side, and sat down beside him.

"you……"

"Something big happened today."

Just when Mu Yanzheng was about to speak again, the little guy interrupted suddenly.

Mu Yanzheng knew that he was talking about the hot search in the morning, lowered his eyebrows and raised his head, and smiled with relief: "Don't take it to heart, your surname is Mu, and you are Mu Yanzheng's son, there is nothing wrong with that."

Mu Cen's side eyebrows, fair and delicate eyebrows and eyes, have the shadow of Meng Chu, as well as his.

"In that case, why was Cheng Feng my daddy when I was young, not you?"

"..."

Mu Yanzheng stopped at this question.

Suddenly, he evoked a smile, which was faint, but instead of the cold and hostile aura of the past, it was surprisingly warm.

"Because...children don't understand what adults do."

"I understand. Because at that time, you had other women by your side, so my mommy went abroad in a fit of anger and gave birth to me."

"Who told you that?"

Mu Yanzheng's brows twitched, he was obviously smiling, but his eyes turned cold a little bit.

"I heard."

The little guy spoke with confidence, then turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

Mu Yanzheng stared at his side face for a long time before speaking again: "What people outside said is not true. You are still young, and you still don't understand some things."

"I want to see Daddy Cheng, I miss him."

Mu Cen suddenly turned around again, his clear and bright eyes revealed a hint of sincerity.

"Not today."

"What about tomorrow?"

"Why do you have to meet? Just because you miss him? Then I haven't been here for more than a month, and you haven't seen me personally?"

A series of questions, more or less jealous, made Mu Cen speechless.

One is the biological father who is related by blood, and the other is the adoptive father from birth to memory.

Not such a good choice for a child who is about to be six years old.

"I'm going to see my mommy now."

He tried to change the subject, stood up as he spoke, and was about to leave the room.

With a wave of his long arm, Mu Yanzheng brought him back.

This was the first time the little guy was nestled in his father's arms since he returned to Mu's house, but soon, he ran away awkwardly, not forgetting to explain: "I really want to see Mommy."

Mu Yanzheng didn't stop him, watched him run out of the room, turned around for a long time, and picked up the small model that was placed on top of a few books.

I didn't pay much attention to these things before, so I cared less about my son.

I only know that he likes these things, but I didn't really accompany him to the largest model airplane museum in Rongcheng.

It seems that it is time to spend time with him.

In the afternoon, Mu Yanzheng returned to the company, passed by the building, and the media had disappeared.

Going upstairs in the corridor, I ran into Chen An who was holding a sales account number that had been prepared to sue.

"How's it going?"

"They all agreed that they had received an anonymous email. The content was all over the place. Mr. Mu's side stopped, and Mr. Ye's side probably became lively."

The two returned to the office one after the other. Chen An put the documents on the desk. Mu Yanzheng looked at them briefly and said, "Contact a lawyer."

"Yes."

Chen An took the document away after he signed it.

At this time, Cheng Feng, who was in an apartment in Rongcheng, had his address leaked somehow.

The high-end apartment complex where he lived was blocked by a large number of media.

Those guards, fearing that these people would disturb the people, resisted entering and called Cheng Feng at the same time.

He was supposed to come down, but it would have been better if he didn't make a phone call. After this call, Cheng Feng turned off the phone directly.

In the end, the guard had to choose to call the police, and a group of policemen came to disperse the annoying media.

But scattered people, in order to get a first-hand popularity, play hide-and-seek with the police.When they left, these people immediately appeared at the gate of the community.

Cheng Feng, a senior member of a certain building, looked down from the window and was so speechless that he closed his eyes.

He has already been found out from the hot search, but he dare not come out.

If it wasn't for the property manager calling, his cell phone would still be on.

Right now, he can't receive calls, and he doesn't call outside.

On Mengchu's side, thinking of Mu Yanzheng's presence, he wasn't worried at all.

But what he never expected was that just when he was about to stay in the house all day without doing anything, the place where he lived was found.

"Boom!"

When the door knocked, Cheng Feng was bored watching TV in the living room.

Because of the loud voice, he thought it was a mishearing at the first time, but the second time, he was taken aback. Looking out from the peephole, he saw a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses standing outside and looking left and right.

Thinking of the media downstairs, instead of opening the door, he went back to the living room.

But as soon as he sat down, there was another knock on the door: "Boom, boom, boom!"

This time, it was so loud that it disturbed the neighbors next door.

They didn't know why, but they helped to knock on the door.

Cheng Feng couldn't bear it anymore, so he chose to open the door.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, long guns and short cannons swarmed up, and the neighbor's old lady was directly pushed aside, and one accidentally fell to the ground.

"Ouch~"

Cheng Feng heard among the crowd, and out of his duty as a doctor, he waved away the camera that was stretched up, and helped the old lady on the ground up.