Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Meng Chusheng was afraid that Fu Jing behind him would see Mu Yanzheng, so he quickly dragged him into the box again.

The actions of the two immediately attracted the attention of the Mu family, including Mu Mingzhu.

Meng Chu smiled at everyone, sat down on the seat with Mu Yanzheng's arm in his arms, and pretended nothing happened.

After a few seconds, everyone shifted their attention and stopped looking at her.

But when she raised her eyebrows, she met Mu Mingzhu's eyes.

They smiled at each other, then turned away.

There were two bottles of warm milk on the table, and Meng Chu took one bottle when he saw it.

When Mu Yanzheng saw it, he seized another bottle.

Zero sugar and low fat, suitable for pregnant women.

Just as Meng Chu opened it and took a sip, his stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable.

In front of so many people, she had no choice but to hold back, even though her face was ugly, she didn't dare to say anything.

In order to relieve the discomfort, she quietly pushed the milk aside.

Fortunately, at this time, someone proposed to change the place to talk about the matter, so everyone got up one after another.

Meng Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Mu Yanzheng to stand up.

Just about to leave, Mu Mingzhu stretched out her hand and asked, "Ah Chu, don't you want to drink?"

Meng Chu shook his head and handed her the unopened bottle.

Following Mu Yanzheng out, he saw Fu Jing waiting outside as soon as he arrived at the door.

When she saw them coming out, she immediately went up to them.

"Miss Meng..."

Just about to say something, when he saw Mu Yanzheng next to him, his face turned red and he greeted shyly: "Mr. Mu."

Mu Yanzheng didn't look at him at all, but Mengchu stopped, so he didn't go any further.

"Miss Fu, what's the matter?"

"No... I just..."

She just wanted to simply say hello.

However, before the words were finished, Mu Mingzhu and her boyfriend came out of the box and said: "Let's go, my dad has reserved the room."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Chu nodded apologetically at Fu Jing, and chased after them with Mu Yanzheng on his arm.

Watching them walk away, Fu Jing stood where she was, curling her lips helplessly.

Why didn't she meet such a superior man first.

**
Coming out of the hotel restaurant, Meng Chu got into the car, and heard Mu Yanzheng in the cab calling: "You guys play, I still have work, just in time to send Ah Chu home."

Meng Chu, the co-pilot, squinted at him.

Mu Yanzheng hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, started the car and left.

At this time, in another car not far away, the man sitting in Mu Mingzhu's co-pilot looked away for a long time.

Putting one hand on the driver's seat, he said lazily: "I will be a member of the Mu family tomorrow, and today I met the head of the Mu family. What kind of luck do you think I am?"

Mu Mingzhu rolled her eyes, took away his hand behind her, and said extremely displeased: "Now my uncles and brothers know that you are my partner, if you do something that damages my image, don't blame me for being rude." .”

"Don't worry, I heard that he is planning to work from home in order to take care of his wife. I am only a small employee in the company, and I will definitely not be found out."

"You better pray."

Mu Mingzhu squeezed out a word between her teeth. Just as she started the engine, the mobile phone on the side flickered, and a call came in.

Seeing Uncle Three on it, she turned the car to the side of the road and stopped again.

"Uncle Three."

Mu Mingzhu answered the phone solemnly, and Mu Yunting's questioning voice came from the other end:
"where is it?"

"Just left the hotel."

"I heard that Mu Yanzheng also went?"

"Yes. However, he is now taking Mengchu home instead of going to the left bank."

"That's fine, see you later."

The left bank is a private territory belonging to their Mu family, and generally Mu Yanzheng doesn't go there very often, unless it's something very important.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Mingzhu restarted the car, but she didn't know that the man sitting next to her had been making wrong ideas because of the phone call just now.

Here, Meng Chu, who came home, just wanted to lie down for a while, and when he went to close the window, he saw several cars suddenly coming downstairs.

She watched for a while, and saw that the car stopped and a group of well-trained men came down from it, and the leading man went straight into the courtyard after talking to the bodyguards.

Meng Chu got curious and immediately left the bedroom, just in time to see Mu Yanzheng also coming out of the study.

He glanced at her and went straight downstairs.

Meng Chu took a few steps to the guardrail on the second floor, and saw Sister Yu downstairs opening the glass door following the man who came in.

The man appeared to be about 50 years old, wearing a black trench coat and a black top hat.

When he came in, he greeted Mrs. Yu in a gentlemanly manner.

Mu Yanzheng was standing in the corridor, specially to welcome him.

The man stepped forward, took off his top hat, and revealed a handsome and charming face.

Not knowing what to say to Mu Yanzheng, the two turned to the living room.

Meng Chu felt that this person had a lot of background, so he didn't plan to go down. He just went down a few flights of stairs and stood at the corner, eavesdropping.

"I heard that your mother... my old sister moved to the temple?"

When the man's mellow and magnetic voice came, Meng Chu's eyes lit up.

old sister?Could it be Mu Yanzheng's uncle?
Before she could think too much, she heard Mu Yanzheng's slightly serious voice: "Maybe my mother felt guilty about what happened before, so..."

"What happened in the past, Yan Zheng, you are her only son and the leader of the Mu family. Even if your mother kills someone, she will still be safe."

Meng Chu, who was eavesdropping on the corner of the wall, was startled by the suddenly raised volume, and quickly covered his mouth.

It's unreasonable, isn't this the underworld!
"Mr. Zhang, my mother... You also know that she has a gentle heart. That incident should not have happened back then, but she saw it. Now because of Huang Juan's appearance, the old incident has been revealed, and she feels that she cannot live in Rongcheng. I had no choice but to go to the temple because of my life.”

"Huang, Juan."

The man repeated the name over and over in his mouth.

After not hearing Mu Yanzheng's words for a long time, Meng Chu's legs were sore from standing, and he sat down directly on the carpet on the steps.

But because she felt comfortable for a while, she stretched her feet and exposed herself.

"Who's there!"

Another loud voice.

Feeling guilty, Meng Chu hastily withdrew his feet, but it was too late when he heard Mu Yanzheng's voice: "Ah Chu, come down."

Unable to hide, Meng Chu could only bite the bullet and go downstairs.

The man on the sofa facing her in the living room stared straight at him. Meng Chu was inexplicably timid and lowered his head.

When he came to Mu Yanzheng's side, he stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit beside him.

"We were married at the time, although you didn't come, you should have seen the photos."

Without hearing the other party's words, Meng Chu boldly raised his head slowly.

Across the large coffee table, the man opposite looked at her, which was puzzling but uncomfortable.

It is said that Mu Yanzheng's aura is strong, but he did not expect the aura of the person in front of him to be even bigger and more oppressive.

Meng Chu was a little palpitated by him, and looked away with just one glance.

Fortunately, at this moment, the man finally spoke up: "Uncle won't interfere with your marriage, I'm here this time just for my old sister."

Mu Yanzheng didn't respond, but he held Meng Chu's hand tightly.

The living room suddenly became quiet, and the air was filled with depressing atmosphere.