Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mu Yanzheng searched for a few days, but couldn't find any source of the photo, as if it just appeared out of thin air and then disappeared.

Years ago, the big show was approaching.

This incident became a knot in his heart that couldn't go away.

Waking up early in the morning, while changing clothes, his mother went to his bedroom.

"Ah Chu Daxiu today, can you bring two more people?"

Mu Yanzheng took a look at his mother, straightened his cuff buttons, put on his vest, and finally his suit.

Don't forget to look in the full-length mirror and check it left and right.

This made Mu Mu see it in her eyes, and couldn't help pursing her lips and giggling.

The son she knew never paid much attention to his appearance.

Mu Yanzheng may have noticed his mother's behavior, and cleared his throat to cover up his embarrassment: "Well, it should be fine."

"Then I'll call your aunt and third aunt now."

After all, Mother Mu has happily disappeared.

After breakfast, before Mu Yanzheng went out, a group of chattering wives entered the old house one after another.

There are no outsiders, almost all are family members of the Mu family.

Looking at so many people, Mu Yanzheng felt a little headache.

"Third aunt, third uncle will also go there, you can be his car."

"He went on a temporary business trip to Jiangcheng."

"Does Ah Zheng think that we are going to rob Ah Chu from you? Don't worry, we will all be driving when we come. As soon as the big show is over, your co-pilot will be Ah Chu's, and we will go back to our respective homes."

It was an aunt who was talking, and she was usually talkative.

Right now, Mu Yanzheng was not angry either, and pushed the door out with a thick coat.

Outside the old house, luxury cars gather.

He suddenly remembered an important matter, and went back again, and asked the wives who were about to go out, "You all go, who is taking care of grandpa in the hospital?"

"Achang and sister Zhang."

Mu Yanzheng was speechless, and turned to drive.

The big show started at 08:30, and tickets were in short supply, and many wealthy ladies from the upper class couldn't get in because they squeezed their heads.

As the chief designer, Meng Chu went there early in Gaofeng's car.

But when she went out, she didn't notice that a car behind her had been following her at a leisurely pace.

"Cen Cen, stay in the background for a while, don't run around."

"understood."

The little guy in the back seat had a small laptop on his lap, and his little fingers kept typing on the keyboard.

Listening to Meng Chu's arrangement, she responded obediently and sensiblely.

Gao Feng, who was driving ahead, glanced at the rearview mirror and chuckled: "Cen Cen, uncle is very curious, why do you always like things done by grown-ups?"

Meng Chu, the co-pilot beside him, immediately patted his chest: "My son is smart, and I, a mother, support everything he likes."

Gao Feng glanced at the rearview mirror again and smiled helplessly.

Going up the elevator from the underground garage, many models and stars had already gathered in the background. Seeing Meng Chulai, they greeted her one after another.

Those who had never cooperated before, now that they saw the real face, they all came over to ask for contact information.

Meng Chu became a sweet pastry for a while and was surrounded in the middle.

In the end, it was Gao Feng, the chief person in charge, who dispersed the enthusiastic people on the grounds that they needed to make up in advance.

Not far away, a man in security uniform held up his mobile phone and recorded this scene as a small video.

This time, the other side.

Xie Rou, who was in a high-end apartment, heard the phone ringing, and immediately picked it up to check it.

Seeing a video, she casually clicked on it, and immediately said grimly: "Bitch, bitch, bitch!"

Gritting his teeth over and over again, his eyes were scarlet with anger.

Why should she, a daughter of a rich family, be teased by men, and she has never been surrounded by people, while she, the daughter of a low-level servant, has so many people who love her so much, and is flattered and flattered to the sky.

This is not fair!

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Before the start of the big show, people from all walks of life came to watch.

Meng Chu was checking in the background, very busy.

She told her son that if he wants to watch the show, he can go to the front of the show, and if he doesn't want to watch, he can stay in the background obediently.

The little guy just nodded and focused on the computer again.

During the period, Meng Chu went to the front to watch the effect of the runway, and unexpectedly found many wives from the Mu family. She didn't stay long and hurried backstage.

In the middle of the big show, the two models backstage suddenly had an argument for unknown reasons.

Meng Chu asked people to go to the front to find Gao Feng, and he helped the stars who were about to go on stage to match, and was about to pass, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the exit of the small door from the corner of his eye.

Out of sight, out of mind, she turned to check other models' outfits.

"Is that Mr. Mu from the Mu Group?"

Someone next to him was talking in a low voice, and his expression was even more nympho.

Meng Chu glanced at them, then skipped over to the other models.

Suddenly there was a burst of sighing and laughter behind him, and when he turned around, he saw the man Mu Yanzheng walking towards this side through the crowd, causing many girls to cover their mouths and scream.

"Mommy, I want to go to the front to watch the show."

Meng Chu was annoyed when her son ran over and pulled her clothes.

She bent over, stroked her smooth little head, and doted on her eyes: "Uncle Gao Feng is here, go and find him."

The little guy nodded and ran away obediently.

Meng Chu straightened up, without looking at the man who had already walked over, and walked past the ready-to-go model as if nothing had happened.

In the next second, the wrist was grabbed by a big palm so unprepared.

Before Mengchu could react, she had already been dragged away from the backstage.

"What are you doing again!"

In a rage, Meng Chu still threw off Mu Yanzheng's restraint.

But before he could stand still, he was pushed against the wall next to him.With a muffled snort, Meng Chu's face turned pale, and he raised his eyes with a bit of pain.

Mu Yanzheng was aware of his rudeness and wanted to comfort him, but just as he stretched out his hand, Meng Chu resisted and avoided him, keeping a distance with a cold face.

"If you have something to say, don't talk about it."

She didn't look at him, turning sideways made Mu Yanzheng very uncomfortable.

Even if divorced, they were husband and wife once, and they had shared the same bed and been intimate.

"What about the last photo..."

Mu Yanzheng hesitated to speak, but Mengchu didn't respond.She just tilted her head and looked at him strangely.

"What picture?"

It was a hot search in the middle of the night, and it was completely deleted within a minute.

Even if someone brushes it, they won't care too much.She is not a star, at most she will be thought to be someone who wants to stir up popularity.

Mu Yanzheng thought about it for a while and decided that he should tell her about it, and that he should not be misunderstood by her forever because of his protection.

He turned on his phone and handed her the screenshot of the hot searched picture.

"This was a hot search message a few nights ago."

Meng Chu took a quick look and returned it to him, with an exquisite and beautiful face without any expression.

Mu Yanzheng felt a little hurt in his heart, but he still silently put away the phone.

"Aren't you going to ask about the result?"

Meng Chu raised his eyes, stared into his eyes for a long time, and mocked at the corner of his mouth: "So, are you here to ask me for credit?"

Mu Yanzheng tilted his head, a trace of displeasure quickly flashed across his stern face, but soon returned to normal.

"I think we really need to sit down and have a good talk."

"What are you talking about? I made it clear last time. Besides, who are you Mu Yanzheng? You have a good family background and good looks. You are the focus of attention wherever you go. Even if you are married for the second time, there are still famous ladies besides Xie Rou. Successive servants want to marry you."

Meng Chu's tone was a little aggressive, somewhat emotional.

Mu Yanzheng stared into her eyes, and asked sentimentally for a long time: "You really don't miss the past at all?"