Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Go back and talk."

Mu Yanzheng didn't want to have an argument with her on the way.

After some reassurance, Meng Chu calmed down.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the car entered Rongcheng.

Meng Chu immediately asked Mu Yanzheng to send her back to Jinghe Community.

In fact, Mu Yanzheng wanted to take her back to the old house, after all, he wanted to be alone with her.My son will have a lot of time after tomorrow.

"It's very late, why don't you wait until tomorrow?"

"No. I urgently need to see my mother and my son."

"what about me?"

Mu Yanzheng was overturned like a jar of vinegar, and his mood was inexplicably wrong.

Meng Chu, the co-pilot, became quiet before he noticed that he was ignored.

But thinking that the two are currently divorced, she said calmly: "You are you, I am me, you go back to your house, and I will find my mother."

"get off!"

Mu Yanzheng ordered with indescribable anger in his tone.

Meng Chu didn't expect him to have such a bad temper. He touched the handle and was about to push the door down when he grabbed the other arm.

"I'm just kidding."

Hearing the low, nasal voice, Meng Chu's heart was touched.

After a while, she sat back.

"I haven't seen my mother for a long time, and I think about it very much. Moreover, it is my home after all, and I think I can find some memories of the past."

"Did Xu Xiangnan tell you something?"

When the car started, Meng Chu turned to look at him.

The flickering light made his cheeks more and more obscure.

"Nothing. He's a doctor and knows a lot."

Meng Chu avoided the serious and took the light.

Mu Yanzheng didn't ask any more questions, and drove the car all the way to Jinghe Community.

Meng Chu got out of the car and looked at the brightly lit floors in front of him, feeling very strange.

"Go up."

Mu Yanzheng locked the car, held her hand, and entered the elevator.

With just a small gesture, someone's heart blossomed with joy.

Meng Chu kept looking at the continuously rising floor numbers, without noticing that someone's hand had already wrapped around her waist.

"Is it here?"

Mu Yanzheng was about to pull her into his arms, but Meng Chu jumped up in surprise, escaped his approach, and ran out of the elevator.

"This door, or this door?"

A total of two, she suddenly excited like a child.

Standing aside, Mu Yanzheng pointed to the door on the left with a smile on her face.

Meng Chu suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, straightened his clothes and hair, raised his hand and knocked.

The moment the door opened, she didn't care who it was, she jumped up and hugged the other person's neck, and called softly: "Mom."

Feng Nianjiao came back from the countryside and fell into the grief of her dead daughter all day long. Later, it was Mu Yanzheng who sent him here every now and then because of his son's illness, which eased the old lady's longing and self-blame.

Now, the sudden appearance of Meng Chu made her even more tearful and muffled.

Standing outside the door, Mu Yanzheng couldn't help looking away as he watched the mother and daughter sobbing with their heads in their arms.After some adjustments, he turned sideways and entered the room.

Feeling someone walking by, Feng Nianjiao slowly raised her head, hurriedly wiped away her tears, and then wiped away Meng Chu's tears.

"Just come back, let's not cry."

"Mom, where is my son?"

Meng Chu looked around the room, except for Mu Yanzheng, who treated this place as his own home, and found no other person.

"Cen Cen asked his in-laws to come and pick him up in the afternoon."

"Take it?"

Meng Chu frowned and looked at the casual man on the sofa.

"I'm not with him..." Divorced?
"If you don't have dinner, Mom will make some."

Feng Nianjiao didn't answer, but changed the subject and went to the kitchen.

Meng Chu looked at the proud man who raised his eyebrows at her, and quickly followed him to the kitchen.

"Mom, are you ready for bed?"

Feng Nianjiao was sleepy in her clothes, and it seemed that she had already rested.

"Just lay down."

She took vegetables and meat from the refrigerator, and when she spoke, her eyes were obviously dodging.

Mengchu noticed this and became suspicious.

Because she has no memory, she doesn't want to have any other thoughts about the inexplicably kind old lady in front of her.

Just as he was about to say something else, he suddenly heard voices coming from outside.

Before she could go out, Feng Nianjiao was one step ahead of her, dropped the meat and vegetables and ran out.

In the living room outside, besides Mu Yanzheng, there was also a middle-aged man standing.

Meng Chu looked at him and approached Mu Yanzheng.

"This is……"

Mu Yanzheng held her hand affectionately, and looked at Feng Nianjiao with a half-smile.

"Mom, why don't you explain?"

"This is……"

An old lady who lives alone takes in a opposite sex of the same age at night, it is hard not to make people think wrong.

"In that case, I'll take Ah Chu back to the old house, and you guys continue."

Feng Nianjiao dawdled for a long time, but couldn't explain why.

Mu Yanzheng didn't bother her, glanced at the man who was still in embarrassment, and pulled Mengchu to leave.

But when he turned around, Meng Chu didn't want to.

"I do not want."

She let go of Mu Yanzheng's hand, looked at the man and turned to her mother, walked over to hold her hand, and comforted her in a low voice: "Mom, I just came back and I want to get close to you. Uncle, let him Go back first."

"Ah Chu, uncle will go first."

The man is none other than Xie Rou's father.

At this time, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and he couldn't tell what had happened before.

Father Xie looked at their mother and daughter, passed Mu Yanzheng with his head down, opened the door and left.

Inside the room, there was a moment of silence, filled with suffocating embarrassment.

"Mom, what did I like to eat before, please help me make it."

After a long time, Meng Chu broke the silence and urged Feng Nianjiao.

She went back to the kitchen, Meng Chu pulled Mu Yanzheng to sit on the sofa, glanced at the kitchen, lowered her voice, and asked, "My mother, with this man..."

"Twilight love."

"what?"

"I don't know."

Meng Chu was surprised, and Mu Yanzheng poured a basin of cold water.

He really doesn't know.

Since Xie Rou jumped off a building in the hospital last time, he asked Chen An to withdraw all contact with Xie Shi.

Previously, they only knew that Feng Nianjiao was a servant of the Xie family, but they didn't know that the two had silently liked each other for a long time.

Unable to ask any questions, Meng Chu got up and walked towards the study.

Lights on, clean inside.

Seeing the hand-painted paintings on the table, she thought that in Tang Jinglan's villa, she had always been complacent about having such a talent, so she knew it herself.

"You used to be the chief designer of HR."

Mu Yanzheng quietly closed the door, hugged her from behind, buried his chin in her neck, and said in a muffled voice.

Meng Chu didn't move, but his eyes were filled with pantothenic acid.

Some things can't be remembered, but they always touch a certain nerve and feel sad unconsciously.

Mu Yanzheng raised his head, straightened her body, faced himself, wiped his tears with his big hands, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Don't cry. From now on, I won't let anyone bully you again."

After finishing the words, he leaned over to kiss her cheek, shifted his lips to kiss her deeply, and squeezed hard with his big palm on the back of her head.

Meng Chu felt his enthusiasm, but his heart was warm.

Could it be that she really loved this man deeply before?But why, they divorced?He said he wouldn't let anyone bully her, so what happened before?