Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mu Yanzheng still couldn't find any information about Seventh Brother from Chu Ci, which once made him suspect that Chu Ci was some kind of top hacker, and it was also a bragging bag.

He didn't stay here for long when Chu Ci called.

"Man, I found out at that time. It may be that my computer has a virus. I can only fix it for you when I go back at night. Uncle Chuci, hurry up, don't call again!"

Mu Yanzheng was furrowing his brows in agitation when suddenly a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Who's over there?"

"No one, just Mengchu's son."

"He shouldn't be at school, how could he be at the racing track?!"

"It's a long story..."

Before Chuci could finish speaking, Mu Yanzheng hung up on this side, went downstairs and drove away.

The largest race track in Rongcheng occupies half of the hill in the north of the city.

Generally, they are the children of rich families in the upper class circle, and they often patronize the amusement places where the nature is liberated.

When Mu Yanzheng arrived, an exciting competition was going on here.

There were a lot of people, and he didn't see Chu Ci's figure after half a circle around the venue, but he saw Han Zhu.

He is a few years younger than Mu Yanzheng, and he doesn't often play together, but only occasionally meets in Xinglin Lane, and only chats a few words.

In order to find his son, Mu Yanzheng had to get out of the car and go up to ask.

He patted Han Zhuo on the shoulder, and the other party turned around in surprise: "Yan Zheng?"

"Have you seen Chu Ci?"

"I just saw that he was holding a child."

As Han Zhu spoke, he gestured to the child's height, and Mu Yanzheng's face was completely darkened.

Turning around and crossing his hips, he looked towards the crowd of onlookers.

Han Zhu also helped to find it, and suddenly heard the person beside him say, "Chu resigned to the finish line."

When Mu Yanzheng heard this, he glanced at the man and stepped into the car.

After driving straight to the finish line, he saw a small child standing beside Chu Ci from a long distance away.

He parked the car aside, took a photo and sent it to Mengchu.

Before he reached Chu Ci's place, Meng Chu called.

He stopped, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then connected.

"Hello~"

"Mu Yanzheng, where did you take my son again!"

It took Mu Yanzheng a long time to react to this blatant quarrel.Turning his back, he explained: "I didn't bring it, I know now that he has come to the racing track, so I came to pick him up."

"The race track? Mu Yanzheng, if you take him to that kind of place during his class, do you want to say that my son is bad at teaching!"

Mu Yanzheng had a headache and didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he said the last sentence to the phone: "I'll take him back right away."

Without waiting for the other end to reply, he hung up decisively.

I haven't seen this woman for several years, and she has really changed a lot!

He shook his head, walked over a few steps, grabbed Chu Ci by the collar, and dragged him out of the crowd.Chu Ci, who was about to get angry, saw him, and swallowed the words again.

Meng Cen turned his head to see Chu Ci, and followed him.

Seeing that his father was about to teach Chu Ci a lesson, he hurriedly stepped forward to wave his hands, and said with a little adult look: "You can't blame Uncle Chu Ci, I want to come and see."

Chu Ci also took the opportunity to break free from Mu Yanzheng's grip and stood behind the little guy.

Mu Yanzheng looked at the two of them, clenched his fists, and stared at Chu Ci like a warning: "You wait for me!"

Then, looking at Meng Cen again, the ferocity disappeared instantly, but his face was still serious.

"Your mother asked me to take you back."

"Mommy knows?"

The little guy's eyes were wide open, his face full of surprise.

"Just called."

Mu Yanzheng was afraid that he would not believe it, so he raised his mobile phone.

Reluctantly, Meng Cen turned around and glanced at the fierce racing scene, obediently passed the two adults and walked towards the car.

Mu Yanzheng glared at Chuci, and followed.

When I went back, the little guy sat in the car without saying a word.

Mu Yanzheng glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and said, "Grandpa said he wants you to go back to the old house for a while, do you want grandpa?"

"That's the plane he sent me, built?"

The little guy's eyes lit up, and the disappointment just now was wiped away.

Mu Yanzheng's brows twitched, but they relaxed quickly.

"It takes a long time to build a real plane. But your great-grandfather gave you such an expensive gift. As a junior, shouldn't you visit him often?"

Hearing this, the little guy was embarrassed.

"But my mommy won't agree."

"It's her business if she doesn't agree, she can't do anything to you. Also, I'm your daddy, you have to learn to shout in the future."

"I only call Cheng Feng Daddy, calling someone else is a betrayal."

Mu Yanzheng had dark lines on his face, and instantly felt that his IQ was crushed by a son who was only four years old.

"Who told you this is betrayal, don't use words indiscriminately at a young age."

"What Uncle Cat said."

The little guy is confident.

Mu Yanzheng had no choice but to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "Then you have so many uncles."

Not long after the car entered the urban area, it went straight on the road to the old house.

"If your mommy comes to pick you up, just say you miss your great-grandfather and grandma. If possible, you'd better persuade her to stay with you."

Mu Yanzheng continued to lobby, but the little guy in the back seat had already guessed what he was thinking.

But for the big plane, he can only lie to Mommy.

The car stopped outside the old house, Mu Yanzheng opened the door himself, Meng Cen jumped out of the car, and ran in front with short legs.

After the old man's birthday, he wanted to stay in a nursing home for a few days. He was discussing with Mu Mu when he suddenly saw a child entering the corridor.

At first glance, he was amused.

"Hey, little Cen Cen."

Mother Mu turned her head and got up immediately.

For a while, the Mu family was full of excitement because of the sudden arrival of the little guy.

"Sister-in-law Li, Ah Xiang, quickly make soup and cook some dishes that my grandson loves."

"Okay, ma'am."

The servant immediately returned to the kitchen with a smile on his face.

Meng Cen bypassed Mu Mu, consciously went to the old man's place, and asked quietly: "Grandpa, how is my plane made?"

When the old man heard this, he smiled, patted his chubby hand, and said in the same low voice: "Hurry up, hurry up, and work is already being rushed."

Seeing the harmony between the old and the young, Mu Mu's heart melted.

Mu Yanzheng handed his son's schoolbag to his mother, and then called out to Meng Cen: "Cen Cen, remember to carry out what you promised."

"what's up?"

The three of them looked over at the same time, and only Mother Mu asked curiously.

Mu Yanzheng looked at her mysteriously.

He went back to the company to process the documents, waiting for Meng Chu to come to the old house in the evening.

**
When it was time to get off work, Meng Chu's phone was about to be rang off by her mother.

"The teacher said that Cen Cen was picked up by a man, and he won't go up again..."

As soon as Meng Chu connected, he heard his mother's crying voice on the other end.

She thought of Mu Yanzheng, and quickly comforted her: "Mom, don't worry, it was Mu Yanzheng who picked up Cen Cen. You may already be at home when you go home."

"It scared me to death, and no one would leave a name."

Meng's mother was frightened and babbled.

Meng Chu hung up the phone and heaved a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to pack up and get off work, there was a knock on the office door.