Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Han Ru, you're drunk."

Meng Chu gave the girl across the street a look, with a trace of displeasure on his face.

Because Lu Han was not at the dinner party last time, so what they said was also in the fog.

But looking at his cousin, he immediately signaled the joking girls to stop talking.

Mu Yanzheng's face was cold and ugly, and the fingertips holding the wine glass turned slightly white.

The noise of playfulness stopped in an instant, and no one dared to talk about Meng Chu anymore.

Mu Yanzheng was drinking alone, and Meng Chu wanted to stop him, but felt that he was too sentimental to control him.

As the dinner drew to a close, colleagues left one after another.

In the end, only Meng Chu, Lu Han, and the man who was still silent were left.

"Sister Meng, I have to go first."

Lu Han glanced at Mu Yanzheng winkingly, picked up his bag and stood up.

Meng Chu put down his phone and stood up too.

"Together we will."

"Crack~"

At the same time, the man next to him, who was drinking heavily, threw himself on the dining table, and the glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Meng Chu and Lu Han looked at it at the same time, and they were both shocked.

"Sister Meng, cousin seems to be drunk."

Lu Han reminded in a low voice, observing Meng Chu's expression.

She was not as repulsive as she seemed on the surface, and there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

"How about we send my cousin back together?"

Lu Han asked tentatively.

Meng Chu didn't agree, nor did he refuse.

Two women helped the drunken man out of the restaurant, one on the left and the other on the right.

"There is a hotel nearby, do you want to take it there?"

Lu Han suggested that Meng Chu glanced at the car parked outside, then at the five-star hotel diagonally across the road, and only hummed softly.

She also thought that if she just sent him back to the old house like this, it would definitely cause a bigger misunderstanding between the old man and Mu Mu.

She would definitely think that this is the rhythm of her reconciliation with Mu Yanzheng.

"Sister Meng, my cousin is drunk and has to be left alone to take care of me. I think you are more suitable."

The two sent Mu Yanzheng into the hotel room, and as soon as the lights were turned on, Lu Han was about to run away.

Meng Chu was speechless, and wanted to keep her, but at some point, his wrist was grabbed by a drunk man.

"Lu Han..."

She yelled for the door, but it was too late, and the girl ran away and closed the door behind her.

Meng Chu sighed heavily for the rest of her life, and could only drag the man on her shoulders to the suite.

"Mu Yanzheng, I really owe you!"

There was no resentment in his mouth, but he still couldn't bear it, and left him here as a drunk.

After finally being dragged onto the bed, she became unsteady and fell down, hitting the man's chest with her forehead hitting his chin.

Meng Chu raised his head, frowning in pain.

Just as he was about to curse, he saw the man with his eyes open, half smiling.

"Does it hurt?"

"You bastard!"

Meng Chu raised his hand and was about to hit her, but Mu Yanzheng raised his hand to resist, turned over and pressed her under him, clasped her wrist, and smirked jokingly: "I'm your child's father, how can you be so cruel. "

The heavy smell of alcohol sprayed on his face, Meng Chu looked away, and frowned displeasedly: "So what about father, he's not the son you don't recognize."

The corners of Mu Yanzheng's mouth, which was originally smiling, froze instantly.

Meng Chu turned his head and looked at him squarely, with a cold expression on his face: "I don't know what Mr. Mu is thinking. While being entangled with your first love, he is talking about the father of the child to my ex-wife."

"I……"

Mu Yanzheng suddenly became conflicted, and after a long time of deliberation, he tried to explain: "Xie Rou, I have already alienated her, and we will never have anything to do with her in the future."

"That's your business, why tell me."

Meng Chu had a tough attitude and struggled to get up.

Mu Yanzheng had blue veins popping out of his forehead, and a pair of bloodshot eyes shone with a gloomy light.He increased the strength of his hands, approaching her face, and the warm breath blew, making Meng Chu close his eyes in fright.

"Why don't you forgive me? I admit my fault to you. I was an asshole in the past. But in the future, I will only have you, and there will be no more women."

Meng Chu opened his eyes, looked straight into his eyes, and paused every word: "How dare you say that you have never had a relationship with Xie Rou."

Mu Yanzheng replied firmly in the same tone: "Never, never."

Meng Chu was overjoyed for a moment, with endless sarcasm in his eyes: "The relationship of more than ten years, you are lying to ghosts."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Mu Yanzheng's eyes, and he turned to lie on her side, feeling very disappointed: "Didn't you know everything about those years in high school. Apart from holding hands, I didn't even have a kiss with her. After entering university, When I go abroad, she is often with you. Even if we meet once in a while, I just hug and kiss your forehead."

"But how can I remember that one year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, you were dating and kissing in Linghua Garden."

After Meng Chu finished speaking sourly, the man suddenly stood up and held her down.

"That was her initiative, and I didn't respond."

He pinched her chin, and as soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her.

"Well……"

Meng Chu struggled, but in vain.

Mu Yanzheng was not drunk at all, and the two of them talked about Xie Rou, so he wanted to prove his sincerity.

The scorching kiss ignited every place, and Meng Chu's body gradually became limp, only his head remained awake.

"We remarried and had another child."

His kiss turned to her earlobe, and his bewitching voice struck Meng Chu's mind like five-line music.

She blushed all over her face, and her resisting hands gradually lost their strength.

In this way, it gave him more encouragement.The big palm began to swim.

Meng Chu tensed his nerves, wanted to resist but found that he was very tired, and just wanted to lie down and sleep.

Suddenly, Meng Chu was jolted and woke up suddenly.

With strength from nowhere, he pushed the person away.

Only then did she see that Mu Yanzheng had already taken off her clothes.

"Buzz!"

During the stalemate between the two, there was a rapid vibration from the mobile phone he had put aside.

Meng Chu took the opportunity to jump out of bed, pushed him, and left as if fleeing without caring about tidying up his clothes.

On the way, when she got into a taxi, she burst into tears.

The stinky man also said that he didn't fight with Xie Rou.Usually at this time, it's Xie Rou's call.As usual, how could she not know.

Still wanting to remarry and have children, I'll fuck you!

Meng Chu grabbed the tear-wiping paper, smashed it against the car window, and bounced back.

After going back and forth several times, the driver raised his eyes and glanced at her in the rearview mirror.

"Miss, I have a trash can here."

Meng Chu stopped and smiled awkwardly: "I don't throw garbage."

After getting out of the car and going back, she adjusted her mentality outside the door before opening the door and entering the house.

In the living room, Mother Meng was watching TV with her grandson, and it was immediately obvious that something was wrong with her.

"Mommy."

The little guy called her on purpose.

Meng Chu squeezed out a smile, put down his bag, hugged him in his arms, and kissed his cheek.

"I asked for leave, have the courses been dropped?"

"Well~ no."

The little guy shook his head and answered simply.

Meng Chu put him down, turned and went back to the bedroom.

Mother Meng also went in.