Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"It's unpalatable, it's really unpalatable."

Zhang Qi was just drinking a glass of wine, muttering in his mouth, still brooding.

Meng Chu suddenly felt like a light bulb, but right now he was either leaving or staying.

As a last resort, she picked up the soup bowl again and filled herself with a bowl of fresh mushroom and chicken soup.

"Mr. Zhang, don't drink too much of this wine, it will hurt your health."

"I don't drink too much, it's only after meals. Not only will I not get drunk, but it's also very pleasant."

It was very easy for Meng Chu to lower his sense of existence, but after listening to the two people's homely exchange of pleasantries, he uncontrollably shifted his attention to them again.

"One last cup."

"Okay. This wine is good. I'll take two bottles with me when I leave."

"Mr. Zhang, my young master also bought it abroad. Aren't you over there? Why haven't you had such wine yet?"

"I have drank a lot of expensive foreign wines, but I really don't drink this brand very much."

"It's okay, Mrs. Yu, since uncle likes this kind of foreign wine, you can go to the wine cellar to check later and get a few more bottles."

Finally, Meng Chu seized the opportunity, put down the spoon, took the napkin from the side, and took a seat.

Zhang Qi was in a hurry to stop him: "Don't worry, I won't leave today. You can make preparations for me on the day I leave."

"That's fine too. Uncle, eat slowly, I'll go out first."

"Ah."

With permission, Meng Chu quickly went out as if he had stepped on a roller skate.

Mu Yunzhang and his wife were not seen in the living room, but through the glass window, they could be seen in the courtyard, pointing fingers at a blooming rose plant, not knowing what they were talking about.

Meng Chu didn't want to cause trouble, so he ignored it and went straight to the second floor.

The door of the study room was ajar, she passed by and backed away, knocked on the door and opened it to enter.

Mu Yanzheng leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Sensing someone coming in, slowly opened his eyes, and closed them again when he saw someone coming.

"Why don't you take a nap?"

"I'm not sleepy, but you, go to bed and lie down."

Meng Chu approached and persuaded.

Mu Yanzheng listened, but didn't respond.

Seeing that he was not moving, Meng Chu turned his eyes, smiled and went to close the door again.

When he returned, Mu Yanzheng opened his eyes and sat up, looking through the documents.

Seeing her acting strangely, she couldn't help wondering: "What's wrong?"

"Zhang Qi is talking to Mrs. Yu..."

Meng Chu leaned against the desk, his eyes were even more strange.

She was frantically hinting to Mu Yanzheng so that he could recall useful information.

However, apart from her, Mu Yanzheng only saw the pile of documents on the desk in front of him.So, what she said, he couldn't match it at all.

Seeing that there was no hope, Meng Chu had no choice but to tell what happened in the restaurant downstairs just now.

But Mu Yanzheng didn't react when she heard it, instead she advised her to go back to the bedroom to rest, hinting to her again and again that the baby she was carrying should also sleep.

Meng Chu couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "No mood."

Turning around and leaving the study room, Mu Yanzheng was left dumbfounded.

He didn't emphasize it!

All afternoon, because of these four words, Mu Yanzheng was in a state of uncertainty.

When Lin Manni came to deliver the documents after five o'clock, he hadn't signed the documents in the morning.

Seeing that he was not in good spirits, Lin Manni kindly cared: "Mr. Mu hasn't had a good rest recently?"

Mu Yanzheng didn't want to answer at first, but thinking of meeting Chu Ci downstairs that night, he still replied: "It's okay."

Lin Manni curled her lips, sorted out the signed documents, put them aside, and handed him the new urgent and late ones separately.

Before leaving, he handed another itinerary to Mu Yanzheng.

"Mr. Mu, Mr. El is going to Rongcheng tomorrow afternoon."

"Let him come home."

"Ok."

Lin Manni went out with the documents, and met Meng Chu at the stairs.

Just now, when she went down, one of the bag straps on her shoulders was hanging down, because she walked close to the handrail, she swept the guardrail from time to time and made a rattling sound.

This reminded Meng Chu on the first floor of the night that the old house caught fire, and it was the same voice.

"lady."

Lin Manni went down the last step, nodded with Meng Chu, and pinned the messy hair hanging down her cheeks behind her ears.

Seeing her sudden change, Meng Chu felt relieved.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Lin Manni seemed to be a different person.

She lost her former long hair, and even her dressing style changed from sexy to simple, and she looked dignified and intellectually beautiful.

The two looked at each other and smiled, before Meng Chu could speak, she was about to leave.

Meng Chu's eyes fell on her bag strap that was still hanging down, and he said anxiously, "Miss Lin..."

Lin Manni stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at her in confusion.

Meng Chu approached and motioned to her bag, "Is it broken?"

Lin Manni realized it later, and hurriedly lowered her head to look.

Immediately, he laughed and said, "Yes, one broke. I just ordered a new one, but it hasn't arrived yet."

Meng Chu couldn't say anything more, so he nodded with a smile on his lips.

Watching him go away, she was still thinking about the voice just now.

So, I went upstairs to find the belt on my windbreaker, used the buckle on it, and walked down the stairs without rushing or slowing down.

But even after walking twice, it didn't feel like the sound just now.

At this time, some servants noticed her strange behavior, but they didn't dare to ask. As soon as they walked over, they were stopped by Meng Chu: "Cui Cui."

The servant turned around.

Meng Chu waved, "Come here."

"Take this and come down from the second floor, and walk by the guardrail."

The servant was arranged to go up to the second floor wearing a windbreaker strap.Follow her instructions, step by step.

Because the buckle is made of iron, every time it is hit on the carved iron railing of the guardrail, it will make a crisp and pleasant sound.

Halfway through, he was stopped by Meng Chu downstairs.

The sound of Lin Manni's bag strap hanging down was obviously different from the sound of the buckle now.

Meng Chu thought hard on the spot, what she didn't have, the servant might have.

"Cui Cui, do you have any bags or clothes with accessories like this buckle?"

"Have."

Hearing yes, Meng Chu's eyes lit up.

Throwing down the belt of the windbreaker, he hurried to the maid's room.

Cuicui has lived in Mu's old house for some years, and she doesn't have many clothes, and some of them are picked up by Mu's mother.

Wealthy families changed their clothes faster, some donated, and some were directly distributed to their servants.

"This one, and this one, you can see which one is suitable. By the way, there is another bag..."

As Cui Cui said, she went to dig through the closet again, and took out an apricot-yellow leather bag with a heart-shaped ornament on the hidden button that was opened.

Holding the bag, Meng Chu stroked the smooth heart shape with his hand, thoughtfully.

If this is the case, then she is looking in the wrong direction.

Thinking of this, she pulled Cui Cui and asked her to repeat the action from the second floor.

Coincidentally, when Mu Yanzheng came out of the study, he saw the servant who was walking down slowly.

He was about to ask what he was doing when he caught a glimpse of a figure at the top of the stairs out of the corner of his eye.

Although it was puzzling, I still wanted to see what happened to Meng Chu.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

The sound was not da da da, Meng Chu frowned when he heard it.But did not interrupt, or wait until Cui Cui went down to the first floor.

"Ma'am, isn't that right?"

Cui Cui saw the change in her expression, so she said again: "Why don't you try the ones on those clothes? There are so many, one voice is always right."

With her comfort, Meng Chu's mood improved, and when he looked up, he saw Mu Yanzheng who was coming downstairs.