Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, Lin Lu turned his head and stared at Meng Chu intently for a long time.

"They plan to get engaged first and get married in the fall."

Meng Chu felt his heart tremble when he was looked at, so he avoided her eyes and continued.

Lin Lu no longer had the irascibility just now, but was surprisingly calm.

This made Meng Chu unable to understand what she was thinking for a while.

Is it an accident?Still stunned?

The couple she had always looked down on actually wanted to get married.

"Miss Lin, I know that you love your sister, and everything is for her own good. But after all, you are only you, and sometimes, as a sister, you have no right to interfere with her decisions."

"What if a man gets entangled with two sisters, even if he gets married?"

A sudden sentence made Meng Chu feel confused again.

How long has it been since Chu Ci broke up with her, and now he is with his younger sister. If they are really in love, it doesn't seem to matter.

After all, she, Lin Lu, chose to go abroad, even if she wanted to avoid seeing her child, she might deliberately avoid it.

"Meng Chu."

"Ok?"

Lin Lu interrupted Meng Chu's thoughts, and he seemed to lose any hostility.

"He doesn't love Manny."

Meng Chu was still in a daze. After she finished speaking, she took her bag and left.

Passed by Cui Cui who came to deliver tea.

Chuci doesn't love Lin Manni!
Meng Chu kept repeating this sentence in his mind until an unfamiliar number called into his phone.

In the afternoon, the warm sun shone obliquely into a certain room on the second floor.

A rapid buzzing sound woke up Meng Chu who was still on his lunch break.

She was the only one on the bed, and Mu Yanzheng was nowhere to be seen.

Meng Chu didn't think much, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, and connected the phone.

"Hello."

"Hello, is this Miss Mengchu? I'm outside your studio now."

"Miss Hang?"

"It's me, we had an appointment yesterday."

"Okay, if you are not in a hurry, wait for me first."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chu immediately got out of bed to clean up.

After simply washing his face, he tied up his messy long hair.

I went into the cloakroom and changed into a light skirt and a cardigan.

After leaving the bedroom, I vaguely heard voices coming from the piano room.

Out of curiosity, she went over there.

As they got closer, they heard Mu Yanzheng and Luo Jiang exchanging music.

She didn't go in to disturb, turned and left.

Before getting into the car, explain to the bodyguard.

Drove to Jiahe Road, got off the car and saw a girl standing in the alley and in front of the yard.

But what she didn't know was that there was a pair of sharp eyes in the car passing by a black Maybach, staring at her.

"Miss Hang."

Approaching, Meng Chu called out.

The girl turned around and smiled.

Meng Chu opened the door and went in, and she followed behind.

"You measure it for me first."

She is very proactive.

Meng Chu did as she did, writing down her sizes in the notebook one by one.

"Men's suit..."

"As I said, just follow your husband's size. Also, I don't have any requirements, so you can play as you like. If you look good, you can increase the price."

Meng Chu sat at the table, still holding a carbon pen in his hand.

Hearing her words, his face was still stiff.

But soon, she smiled with relief: "Ms. Hang is going to make men's clothes, is it for her boyfriend or for her father?"

"neither."

Girl without thinking.

Meng Chu continued to ask: "Ordinary friends?"

"It is."

There was still a slight smile on her face.

Meng Chu felt that there was no need to ask any more questions, so he lowered his head on the paper and wrote down Mu Yanzheng's body size.

"Miss Meng, do you often make clothes with your husband?"

The girl sat down opposite, her bright face made people feel very comfortable.

Meng Chu closed the cap of his pen and solemnly replied: "Not often, occasionally."

At this time, she found that the girl's clothes were very unique.

The upper body is a white elderly sweater, and the position from the chest to the neckline is a blooming peach-pink crabapple flower.Although the jacket is a blue denim jacket, it seems that some flowers and creatures can be embroidered on the original clothes.

"Your clothes are so chic."

Meng Chu looked at it for a while and praised it.

The girl looked down and said nonchalantly, "It's also custom-made from a designer."

"Then the designer's creativity is really extraordinary."

"Of course, she is a monk halfway through, and most of the things she designs are niche. They are not for sale, and they are only enjoyed by us ladies."

"..."

Meng Chu didn't want to answer the conversation, so he got up from his seat and walked towards the bar.

"Miss Mengchu, as a designer, don't you want to know who designed my clothes?"

"Miss Hang wants to say it naturally."

"My surname is Wen, and my name is Wen Ya."

As soon as these words came out, Meng Chu's hand holding the computer book suddenly froze.

To become a monk halfway and enter the design industry is really something that Wen Ya can do.

Meng Chu didn't show her emotions. She opened her notebook and turned to look at the girl who was still sitting at the table and had no intention of leaving.

Putting down the notebook again, he went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water.

Looking at the pure water sent, the girl's eyes showed disgust.

"Miss Meng, I fell in love with someone recently, but I don't know how to confess to him. I heard that you married the powerful Mu Yanzheng without any family background, and you can keep his heart forever On you. So, can you impart a little experience to me?"

Meng Chu, who was about to turn around, stopped suddenly.

She turned around and smiled slightly: "I don't think Miss Hang is very old, maybe it will be a few years before I know what love is."

"I'm 25 years old, do you think it's not time for me to fall in love yet?"

"..."

"Oh, don't be coy. Since I asked you to make clothes, I must investigate. Yesterday, I attended Chuci's engagement banquet with my brother, just for you."

"Miss Hang is in China, how did she know Wen Ya?"

Looking at her playful smile, Meng Chu, who sat down at the table, looked serious.

The four eyes met, and the girl had no intention of restraining her smile.

"A friend introduced me to you. What's the matter? Miss Mengchu, do you know Designer Wen very well?"

"Designer Wen?"

Meng Chu didn't hold back, showing disdain.

"You became a designer in less than a year? Ms. Hang, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about designers?"

Instead of speaking politely to the other party, Meng Chu's domineering look in the workplace was instantly revealed.

The girl lost her smile, and looked at Meng Chu with a timid expression.

"No matter how you met her, if you see her next time, please tell me something. Just say, if you commit a crime in China, you will have a lifetime criminal record. No matter how free you are abroad, it is always A murderer."

Meng Chu's tone of voice was so heavy that the girl turned pale in fright.

"..."

"I will make the clothes for you. Since there is nothing else, please go back, Miss Hang. "

Standing up from the chair, Meng Chu gave the order to evict the guest.

After the girl left, Meng Chu didn't stay in the studio for a while. After packing up the materials and notebooks, he took them away.

When she got out of the alley, the black Maybach started slowly and turned around to leave.