Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Mr. Ye, someone revealed that you are Mu Cen's biological father. Do you have anything to say about this?"

"Mr. Ye, when did you meet Mu Cen's mother, Ms. Mengchu? Since he is your son, why are you willing to send him to Mu's house?"

……

"You guys are full, right? In order to win traffic, you don't care about the old man's life! Do you have any professional ethics!"

Faced with aggressive questions from a group of media, Cheng Feng went straight back.

After checking that the old lady is fine, she will be helped home, and when she comes out again, her expression has become ugly.

But facing this group of eager media, he still behaved calmly.

"Want to know whose child Mu Cen is, right? You should ask Mr. Mu, the person involved, but I guess you don't dare. You reporters have worked hard outside. When you go back, you will face Appeal letter. So what if you get the answer, in the end you will not only be sentenced to a large amount of compensation, but also apologize to the person concerned, why bother?"

Cheng Feng's words made the reporters present gradually become a little timid.

Just when Cheng Feng thought that these people should be dismissed, a bold one suddenly appeared.

"Mr. Ye, as far as we know, you changed your surname and hid abroad because you were with Meng Chu."

"So? Investigate me? What's your name? Which company?!"

Cheng Feng crossed his hips, stared at the other party, and asked sharply.

Although no one dared to speak out among the other media present watching the excitement, they all looked like they were watching a show.

And this reporter, who was not afraid of death, couldn't answer a single word of Cheng Feng's bombarding questions.

Cheng Feng didn't bother to waste time with them, so he walked past them, entered the house and closed the door with his face held high.

After an unknown amount of time, he looked out of the peephole again, and the corridor was quiet.

Turn on the phone, click on WB, and the most popular search is that Mu's sued several marketing accounts.

Cheng Feng nodded in satisfaction, and said to himself, "Extreme speed, this is Mu Yanzheng's style."

However, at this time, Mu Yanli, who was hit again by Mu Yanzheng, was crooked at the Heisha Bar.

The bar during the day, because it is closed, has no people.

Because he is a platinum customer, the boss had to bring the bartender to work.

Now, Mu Yanli is already the fifth glass of wine, I don't know if it's the low alcohol content or something, but there is no trace of drunkenness.

The mobile phone next to the bar is bright and dark, dark and bright.He acted as if he didn't see it, and the bartender hesitated to remind him.

Until the phone turned on again, he saw it himself, picked it up casually and stared at the caller ID for a long time before pressing the connect button.

"Why are you calling?"

"I haven't seen you for a day, are you dead outside?"

The bar was very quiet, and the voice of the person on the other end was exceptionally clear.

Mu Yanli looked up at the bartender, and left the bar sideways.

"Outside, go back in a while."

His voice was slightly drunk, but relatively peaceful.

Ye ッ at the other end was a little angry at first, but now that he heard such a tone, he no longer had the urge to lose his temper.

"Then you come back early, and bring me the cakes from Ningxiang Pavilion by the way, and pick out all kinds of jujube cakes."

"……it is good."

Mu Yanli responded slowly.

After hanging up the phone, he didn't go back to the bar. Instead, he took his coat and went straight out of the bar as he passed by.

Back in the new house where he and Ye 〇 got married, he slumped on the sofa, looked at Ye 〇 who was picking up the jujube crisp bag, and asked, "Am I really that bad?"

Ye was a little surprised that he would suddenly ask this.

Put the jujube cake in your mouth, chew it twice, and ask vaguely: "What hit you?"

Mu Yanli stared at her, and said calmly: "I went to see my cousin in the morning, do you know what he said?"

"..."

"He said, whether their relationship is good or not has nothing to do with whether you can enter the Mu family."

"they?"

Ye  was confused.

"It's you and my cousin."

"so what?"

"Can't understand?"

The atmosphere in the living room was quietly changing, and the two of them felt like they were about to collapse at any moment.

Fortunately, Ye 〃 stopped talking in time, and ate the newly bought jujube cake by himself.

Mu Yanli was a little mournful, leaning on the sofa, leaning to the side, and lay down directly.

"Why would he never agree to my re-entering the Mu family? It turns out that I am so bad in his heart. Hehe..."

Speaking of this, Mu Yanli himself smiled sadly.

"I am a dignified person who has been on Wall Street since I was a child, but I was defeated by a person who only went to college in China."

"Mu Jinzhou graduated from Rongda University, majoring in Finance. He is an intern now, and although you are on Wall Street, maybe you are just a gold-edged person." In fact, his mind was blank and he was nothing.

Ye 〃 muttered in a low voice, which attracted Mu Yanli's gaze back.

He has no capital now, so he is fighting with Ye ‰.

Right now, he has to give in, like everyone who can help him.

"I'm inlaid with gold, but I have also drank foreign ink to some extent. What does he have about Mu Jinzhou? It's just Rongda. Even if he majored in finance, he has never been abroad, and he has no world experience."

Sitting up, Mu Yanli suddenly felt as if he had been spat out, and pointed in one direction.

Ye ‍ was shocked by his behavior, and forgot to chew the jujube crisps in his mouth.

"I told Mengchu about you, and she should help."

"Disaster."

Mu Yanli was depressed again and collapsed on the sofa.

"I remind her every day, and she can always convince Mu Yanzheng."

"So? It won't necessarily allow me to return to my previous position. It might as well not be in the Mu family."

Ye felt a little dry, picked up the cup at hand and took a sip of water. Suddenly, he had an idea: "There are so many high-ranking companies in Rongcheng, why do you always stare at the Mu family? And why does the Mu family not allow the same surname to work? Your father and you How much is the shareholding in Mushi?"

Mu Yanli looked at her fixedly, completely gone from the mournful expression just now.

Seeing him not saying a word for a long time, Ye 〃 got a little emotional: "What's wrong? I promised to remarry you. These questions are not secrets, are they?"

"No."

Mu Yanli looked away, a little embarrassed: "I don't really understand the rules of the Mu family. There are many high-end enterprises in Rongcheng, but which one can be adjacent to the Mu family?"

"Too."

Ye nodded in agreement.

"I don't know much about the shares. Every time Mu's shareholders meeting is held, Dad attends it."

"You are an adult. In a big family like this, the younger generation should have shares as soon as they are born."

"Yes, but I know too well."

Mu Yanli didn't know if he was really stupid or just pretending, Ye Jian couldn't speak, so he had to give up.

"Try it, it's sweet and crispy."

Ye was no longer entangled in the matter of shares, and Mu Yanli also heaved a sigh of relief, and leaned over to take the cake she handed over.

I took a bite and felt a little nauseous.

But when he raised his head and met Shang Ye's gaze, he could only swallow with a smile.

Sweet is sweet, but also very greasy.

"Have you read the hot search in the morning? The marketing account said that Mu Yanzheng's son belongs to my younger brother."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yanli, who was about to take a second bite of the pastry, suddenly paused, and his face turned pale.