Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"That girl Linlin has gone abroad. If Mr. Mu wants to find her, I'll ask the housekeeper to contact her."

It was He Lin's father who answered the phone.

Hearing this, Mu Yanzheng seemed to have grasped the only hope, he hummed and hung up the phone temporarily.

A few minutes later, the He family called back to him. The housekeeper was vague, which made Mu Yanzheng angry.

At this moment, Xie Rou came out of the inspection department with the help of a servant.Seeing the sick and weak Xie Rou, the fire that had been suppressed in Mu Yanzheng's heart for a long time gradually dissipated and turned into a touch of tenderness.

He picked up Xie Rou from the servant, and carried her back to the ward.

"I've neglected you these two days, I'm sorry Xiao Rou."

Xie Rou leaned against the head of the bed, smiled and shook her head.That touch of sickly beauty fell into Mu Yanzheng's eyes, as if seeing Meng Chu through her.He couldn't believe it, and he was afraid that Xie Rou would find out that something was wrong with him, so he had to persuade her to have a good rest and come back to see her later.

How could Xie Rou be willing to leave as soon as she came.

"Yan Zheng, are you still blaming me for what happened to Ah Chu?"

Mu Yanzheng turned around, she was already chasing to get out of bed.Looking at Mu Yanzheng's back, the warm smile from just now had long since disappeared, and now there was resentment in the coldness.

"how come."

Mu Yanzheng turned around slowly, and saw two lines of tears on Xie Rou's face.With a move in his heart, he sat down on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to wipe her tears.

Xie Rou took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his waist, and asked Chu Chuai, "Yan Zheng, shall we get married?"

Mu Yanzheng caressed the hand on her back, paused suddenly, and said in a clear voice: "Meng Chu just passed away, it's really not good for Mu's family to hold a wedding again."

"Then let's not hold the wedding and go to get the certificate first. I want to stay by your side, so that you don't have to leave work to come to see me, so I will feel better."

Xie Rou choked up several times, but there were no tears.

Tangled in Mu Yanzheng's heart, he patted her on the back and advised: "Xiaorou, you are still recovering now, don't think too much."

"Then I'm afraid."

She still wanted to continue talking about this topic, but Mu Yanzheng's cell phone rang at the right time, so she had no choice but to shut up and pretend to wipe away her tears.

"Yan Zheng, go get busy, I'll listen to you and don't think about anything for now."

"it is good."

Mu Yanzheng was visibly slackened, and helped her pull the quilt to cover her, before stepping out.

As soon as he left, Xie Rou's nature was revealed.

She got out of bed and picked up her mobile phone, stood in front of the window and looked at the man who got into the car downstairs, and said slowly: "The final payment has already arrived, and you will never go back to Haicheng with that money."

"Miss Xie, don't worry."

"pat~"

There was a sudden door opening sound behind him, Xie Rou turned around quickly, cut off the phone immediately, and said angrily, "What are you doing here!"

"Madam learned that you were hospitalized, and asked me to bring you some nourishing soup."

"Leave the soup, get out of here!"

Seeing Feng Nianjiao, Xie Rou felt as if she saw Meng Chu.This person is dead, and the wronged soul is still there, can she feel at ease?

Feng Nianjiao didn't want to wait too long, but Mrs. Xie insisted that she watch Xie Rou finish her drink.

"Madam said, let me watch you finish drinking before going back."

Xie Rou snatched the soup box from her hand and went to the bathroom angrily, followed by the sound of hula la and toilet flushing.

"Okay, go back and deal with business."

Gritting her teeth, Xie Rou stuffed the empty and dirty soup box to Feng Nianjiao.

Her face was ugly, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

Turning around and leaving the ward, I couldn't hold back the constant flow of tears.

Mu Yanzheng had just returned to the company when the police called to inform that the driver had surrendered himself.

He didn't react too much, just let them figure it out.

Sitting at his desk, looking at the densely packed text on the computer, he couldn't enter the working state no matter what.

The woman who has been with him for three years, if he just said that it is gone, he will be gone, no matter how hard he feels.

When Mu Yanzheng took the cigarettes from the drawer, he accidentally pulled out a group photo.It was not long after they got married, and Meng Chufei took him to take pictures with his mobile phone.Later, when the phone was being repaired, she felt that the photos would be lost, so she developed two photos temporarily, but he disliked them at the time and threw them away in the drawer.

Now when it is dug out again, things are different.Looking at Meng Chu's aura-like face above, his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally a few times.

After contemplating for a long time, I put it back again, lit a cigarette, and went to the French windows.

Looking at the whole Rongcheng scenery under his feet, he fell into deep thought again.

"Buzz~"

The mobile phone on the desk kept vibrating, and by the third time, one of the cigarettes had just run out.He turned around, twisted the cigarette butt into the ashtray, picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, or slid the answer button:
"Mr. Mu, your wife was murdered."
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Four years later, Millais.

When Meng Chu came out of the academic seminar, he received a call from the nanny.

"Sister Shan, is my son being naughty again?"

She hurried through the lobby on the first floor, like a beautiful streamer, and she was out the door in a blink of an eye.

Mu Yanzheng, who was talking to the partner in the lobby, caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure out of the corner of his eye, and when he realized that it was somewhat familiar, he chased it and disappeared.

"Why is it so similar?"

Mu Yanzheng turned around in place, looking at the strange people in the strange city, he finally couldn't help shouting: "Ah Chu!"

But what responded to him for a long time was just the eyes of people coming and going looking at monkeys.

"Mr. Mu, can we continue talking?"

Behind him, he was patted on the shoulder, Mu Yanzheng turned his head, and instantly returned to the arrogant and calm businessman at first glance.

He made a gesture of invitation and walked into the building again with the other party.

When Mengchu came home, the nanny was standing in the living room facing the stairs on the second floor, trembling with fear.

It turned out that the little guy climbed out of the railing with his bare hands, holding on to the railing with one hand and reaching for a model airplane with the other.

"Cen Cen, what are you doing climbing so high!"

Facing Meng Chu's sudden high-pitched voice, the little guy didn't panic at all, but said very calmly, "Mommy, don't talk."

The railing on the second floor is five or six meters away from the ground, and below it is a waterfall pool in the shape of a rockery.

With Meng Cen's small body, once he fell, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Come down, Mommy will pick it up for you, okay?"

"Miss Meng, you better stop talking."

Meng Chu was worried about his son, but the nanny was also afraid of her talking, which caused Meng Cen to be distracted.

The two women stood in the living room, watching quietly as the fleshy little guy got the airplane model, and then turned over the railing to the corridor the same way.

Meng Chu almost dropped his bag, ran up to the second floor, and hugged his son in his arms.

"You little brat, you scared Mommy to death!"

In order to comfort her, the little guy held her face and kissed her forehead, his bright eyes were full of smiles.

"Mommy seems to have forgotten that Cen Cen is a superman?"

Looking at his son's arrogant little face, Meng Chu couldn't help but raised his hand to shave the bridge of his pretty little nose.

"Why don't you go to heaven, you're superhuman."

Meng Cen seemed dissatisfied, and argued with Meng Chu with his arms akimbo: "I am a superman, a different kind of superman."

At this time, Mengchu didn't understand what her son often said, but not long after, she learned the truth after experiencing it herself.