Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

When Lu Han went back, he roughly sketched out the styles she saw on Mengchu's computer that she had never seen before.

Just at this time, an intern called her.

As soon as she left, a colleague wandered over to her with a teacup.

When she came back, it was already half an hour later.

Lu Han simply traced the pattern and drew it on the computer again. After filling in the picture, she suddenly couldn't put it down.

The annual clothing competition will soon be held. If she uses this model to enter the competition, will she win the newcomer award in the designer competition?
No.

This is Meng Chu's work, if she wants to do this, it is plagiarism.

Even if Mengchu didn't mind, she still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

As the competition approaches, Lu Han is struggling every day to come up with better ideas.

On this day, Mu Yanzheng, who was working in the Mu family, received a call from the organizer of the competition.

The other party wanted to invite Meng Chu to be a judge very politely, but before the other party could finish speaking, Mu Yanzheng directly refused.

The reason is that his wife quit the circle!
He has his own selfishness, and he would rather she be safe and stay by his side for the rest of her life.

As for any career, making money, she has what he has.

He is hers, and the entire Mu's Group is hers.

In a blink of an eye, it's the summer solstice.

Mu Yanzheng was in a meeting when he suddenly had a nosebleed.

When I went to the hospital, I checked and found nothing. The doctor just suggested to rest more.

He directly gave himself a day off, thinking of taking this opportunity to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to remarry.

As soon as I returned to the old house, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face.

Mother Mu had never been like this before, and Mu Yanzheng was a little surprised.

I thought it was the old man who came back from the nursing home and provoked her.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to go upstairs, she stopped him from behind: "Yan Zheng, come here."

Mu Yanzheng was obedient, and withdrew his foot on the steps, and went to the living room instead.

As soon as he got closer, he saw a stack of photos lying on the coffee table.

Seeing the person above clearly, his face instantly became gloomy.

"I used to like her quite a bit. But this accident..."

Although Mu Mu was angry, she still revealed her inner softness.

Don't look away, don't look at the photo, don't look at the face of your son.

Every photo is a picture of Meng Chu and Tang Jinglan together.

Almost always in the courtyard in front of a villa, they played and played.Even the tenderness in his eyes when he opened the door for her made Mu Yanzheng jealous.

But soon, after all, rationality prevailed over impulse.

"This is Ah Chu's amnesia. He thought this man was me."

He was comforting his mother, and comforting himself.

But one thing, it does.

Meng Chu lost her memory!

For a person who has no past, whoever treats her well, she regards him as the closest person.

Meng Chu was no exception.

It's just that Mu Yanzheng didn't expect why Tang Jinglan would suddenly fall in love with Meng Chu. Judging from his eyes, he seemed to be someone he had known for a long time.Even his real card will be compared.

"When is this picture?"

Suddenly, one of the photos in the stack aroused even greater suspicion in Mu Yanzheng.

"..."

The old lady took a closer look and shook her head.

Her whole mind was on Meng Chu being with other men, and she didn't care about the background at all.

Mu Yanzheng looked again, firmly believing what he thought.

The background of the photo was not Jiangcheng, but a teahouse in Rongcheng.

Looking at the background is still at night, although Meng Chu's hair is tied up, his slender figure is obviously not in the same period as the ones in other photos.

He hurriedly took away the photo, but stuffed the different one into his pocket.

Mother Mu saw that he hadn't responded much after watching him for a long time, but just as he was about to call out, he had already walked up the spiral stairs quickly.

Back in the bedroom, he burned those photos one by one, took out the darkened photo from his pocket, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not long after, he took the photo to Chen An and asked him to check the teahouse.

The waiting process was long and tormented.

Mother Mu saw him go up and didn't come down for a long time, she was a little worried, so she went upstairs to check.

As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by the pungent smell of smoke, so full that I had to cover my nose.

Walking inside, the room was very dark, it turned out that the curtains were not open.

She went over, opened the curtains, opened the window again, turned around and saw Mu Yanzheng sitting on the edge of the bed, smoking a cigarette intently.

The old lady felt a pain in her heart.

After living half of his life, there is only such a son.

Excellent is excellent, but it is always because women hurt themselves because of feelings.

"Yan Zheng, smoking too much is bad for your health."

Mother Mu painstakingly advised.

After a long time, I saw Mu Yanzheng slowly raised his head, and the gray-white smoke rose slowly, covering his eyebrows and eyes, and he only heard him say vaguely: "Mom, I'm fine."

The old lady was worried, so she sat down next to him, looked up at the sky outside the window, and murmured: "Your father left early, and all the burdens of the Mu family have been on you these years. Mom knows, you have worked hard."

Mu Yanzheng turned his head slowly, his eyes, as always, were as deep as a millennium dry pool, bottomless.

"In terms of business, I have never let grandpa down..."

"It's because you are so outstanding that your grandfather and I didn't forcefully stop you when you were looking for a wife."

"Then why didn't you agree with Xie Rou?"

"Because we are afraid that you will regret it later..."

"Buzz~"

Before Mu Mu could finish speaking, Chen An's call came in.

Mu Yanzheng connected directly in front of her: "How is it?"

"Mr. Mu, the teahouse you asked to check has closed and is renting out for sale."

"Is it the same family as the background of the photo?"

"It's a family. This season is like last year."

At that time, he was still chasing Meng Chu, why she started dating Tang Jinglan behind his back.

Mu Yanzheng's finger holding the phone turned slightly white.

Seeing that he had business to discuss, Mu Mu went out silently and closed the door.

In the room, Mu Yanzheng couldn't help but lit another cigarette, took a deep puff, and before he had time to spit it out, he told Chen An: "A year ago, Tang Jinglan came to Jiangcheng, let the old cat try to see if he can find him." monitoring. From Jinghe community to Hr, and then to this teahouse."

"Last year, it might be a bit difficult to check now. I'll tell him and let him try."

Chen An originally wanted to persuade him to give up, but thinking that it was not Mu Yanzheng who would not give up, he changed his mind again.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yanzheng's mind was full of the scene in the photo.

Although he was burned, those things still lingering in front of his eyes.

How they met, he still couldn't figure it out.

Or, at that time, Mengchu had already had thoughts about Tang Jinglan, so he was unmoved by his courtesies again and again?
The more he thought about it, the more he gambled, he didn't even bother to smoke.Stuff it out in the ashtray and make a trip to the bed.

There was still the smell of Meng Chu on the quilt, and he wrapped himself in it and sniffed fiercely.

Is this woman taking revenge on him for doting on Xie Rou?So just find a man to piss him off on purpose?

The point is, I can't find anyone, I have to find Tang Jinglan!
Knowing that, they are not inseparable...