Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

However, Meng Chu and Mu Yanzheng ignored his feelings at all.

For Mu Yanzheng, just a kiss on the cheek is not enough.

Even though his lower body was unconscious, he still stretched his body to reach Meng Chu's lips.

The two got bored for a while, Meng Chu forcibly pushed Mu Yanzheng away, and Chu Ci was no longer seen in the ward.

She blushed, and cast a glance at Mu Yanzheng, who was still full of thoughts.

"It's all like this, we still have to make progress."

Mu Yanzheng didn't care so much, Qingjun's face was full of smiles.

"Madam please give me a massage."

"!!"

Meng Chu was speechless, and punched him on the shoulder with his fist.

Mu Yanzheng pretended to be in pain, clutching his shoulders, and didn't get up straight for a long time.

This frightened Meng Chu, and he quickly reached out to check, but he grabbed his wrist.

Pulling closer to each other, they took her hand and stuffed it under the quilt.

Meng Chu blushed and hurriedly avoided, not forgetting to slap his dishonest hand hard.

"You come back secretly like this, can't you let the outside world know?"

Mu Yanzheng closed his eyes, his dark eyes locked on Meng Chu's face all the time.

She came here as soon as she got up, and she didn't even have time to wash up.

Meng Chu understood what he meant, so when she left the ward, there were already two bodyguards in black standing at the door.

Without staying longer in the hospital, Meng Chu drove home.

At noon, she and the nanny carried Xiaobao in their arms, and went to the hospital again with the nourishing soup made by Mrs. Yu.

It's just a coincidence that when I first entered the hospital, I ran into Aunt Mu.

I haven't seen her for a few days, she seems to have lost a lot of weight, her eye sockets are sunken, and her eyes have lost their former brilliance.

Seeing the large pack of medicine in her hand, Meng Chu let go of his prejudice against her and asked with concern, "What's wrong with Third Aunt?"

Third Aunt Mu turned her eyes away from the nanny, and smiled faintly: "I feel a little uncomfortable, come to the hospital to get some medicine."

After finishing speaking, she asked Mengchu again, "Are you..."

"A friend was hospitalized and heard that I had given birth, so I brought him here to show him."

Meng Chu was sloppy, knowing that Third Aunt Mu was standing with Mu Yunting after all.If the truth had been told, then the news of Mu Yanzheng's return to China would have spread like wildfire.

Third Aunt Mu didn't care about her friend, instead she turned to the nanny with a smile, and reached out to touch the infant Xiaobao.

At this moment, Meng Chu clearly saw a black bloodstain on her arm under the long sleeve she was wearing.

What has happened to Aunt Mu?
While Mengchu was in a daze, Third Aunt Mu who was teasing Xiaobao turned to her and asked, "Did you get a name?"

Meng Chu came back to his senses, "Not yet, they are all called Xiaobao."

The smile on Aunt Mu's face gradually increased, and when she wanted to say something to her, she suddenly hesitated to speak.

Meng Chu was waiting, she restrained her smile and nodded.

"It's better to call Xiaobao first."

"..."

Seeing her sudden action, Meng Chu was a little taken aback.

However, her next behavior made Meng Chu even more confused.

Third Aunt Mu drooped her shoulders and turned around slowly, she was also muttering something non-stop, and her expression seemed to be bewitched.

Watching her walk away step by step, towards the hospital gate.

Meng Chu didn't chase after her anymore, but the nanny said coldly, "Why does this lady look like a ghost?"

Meng Chudeng's hairs stood on end, she turned around and gave the nanny a displeased look.

Back on the floor where Mu Yanzheng was, Meng Chu was still thinking about the scene just now.

Before entering the ward, Meng Chu exchanged with the nanny.

The door of the ward opened, and Mu Yanzheng was leaning on the head of the bed with his flexible hand flipping through the documents.

It was obvious that Chen An had been here.

Seeing Meng Chu coming back, he took a brief look and moved his gaze to the baby she was holding.

Mu Yanzheng put down the document, and his eyes suddenly brightened in an instant.

His long-awaited daughter.

Meng Chu deliberately didn't approach him, and asked with a smile, "Guess who he looks like?"

Mu Yanzheng looked anxiously at his daughter, and said casually, "Girl, I must be like you. Of course, it's fine to be like me."

His words did not respond to Meng Chu.

But the nanny who had just put down the lunch box looked at Meng Chu in surprise when she heard her daughter.

Little Treasure is obviously a boy, so why was his father calling him a girl?

"The answer is wrong, Mrs. Wu, take Xiaobao back."

Meng Chu suddenly turned his face, and Mu Yanzheng was so anxious that he almost rolled off the bed.

"I was wrong, Ah Chu, just let me see our daughter."

As soon as the words came out, he himself felt that something was wrong.

Xiaobao?Usually only boys are called such nicknames.

Could it be...

Smart as he is.

Mu Yanzheng calmed down instantly, his deep eyes locked on Mengchu.

"son?"

Meng Chu and Aunt Wu, the nanny, looked at each other, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

But Mu Yanzheng's face became increasingly ugly.

Meng Chu didn't intend to tease him, so he carried the child over.

The little guy who was concentrating on eating his hands opened a pair of big black eyes and looked at the stranger in front of him who was looking at him.

Mu Yanzheng was counting for a few seconds, and took off Xiaobao's swaddling clothes. When he saw that it was indeed a boy, he was in a bad mood.

Meng Chu looked at him leaning against the head of the bed, his depressed mood, and his heart of teasing him disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After hugging Xiaobao to Mrs. Wu, he went to open the lunch box of nourishing soup.

Take out a small bowl from inside, blow the hot air on it, and bring it to him.

Mu Yanzheng felt a lump in his heart, and looked at Meng Chu in silence for a long time.

Meng Chu didn't have time to waste time with him here, so he directly stuffed the soup into his hand, and said coldly, "Excessive temper?!"

Mu Yanzheng was still staring at her, his gaze made people even more incomprehensible.

After all, he was a patient, so Meng Chu couldn't be impatient.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, blowing cold spoonfuls and passing them to his mouth.

Mu Yanzheng drank it obediently, and after a long time, he said, "Thank you for your hard work."

He was talking about Meng Chu giving birth to this child.

Although he likes his daughter, his son is also his son.

Meng Chubai glanced at him, obviously emotional.

But only for a moment.

Mu Yanzheng drank a bowl of soup, and when Mengchu went to serve another bowl, she mentioned what happened downstairs just now.

"I met the third aunt who came to the hospital to get medicine."

"Did I ask who you came here to see?"

Meng Chu nodded, then lowered his voice: "She seems to be injured."

Mu Yanzheng remained unmoved.

It has nothing to do with him when others get hurt.

Meng Chu gestured, indicating that there were black marks on his arms.

At this moment, Mu Yanzheng's eyebrows moved slightly.

He didn't bother to care about Mu Yunting's family.

Until the box of nourishing soup was finished, Mu Yanzheng never mentioned to see Xiaobao again.

The nanny has been sitting on the sofa with Xiaobao in her arms since she came in.

If it's another man, he must be thinking too hard after not seeing his child for so long.But this man with countless wealth treats his son differently from others.

He seemed to have endless conversations with Meng Chu, and he didn't even remember that he had a child present.

Before leaving, the nanny gestured to Meng Chu.

Meng Chu picked up Xiaobao and carried him to Mu Yanzheng again. He took a look at it, but he didn't show a very happy attitude.

On the way, the nanny expressed her inner confusion.

Meng Chu just smiled helplessly: "He has always wanted a daughter, but who knows, it's a son."