Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

When the two heard the news, they turned their heads at the same time.

Mu Yanzheng came in from the outside in a suit and leather shoes, dignified and arrogant.

The fat boss immediately stood up and opened his mouth in astonishment.

This is a blessing he has cultivated in several lifetimes, and the richest and most powerful man in Banyan City actually patronizes him.

Mu Yanzheng glanced at him and sat down on the sofa where Mengchu was sitting.

"Aren't you busy?"

Meng Chu asked in a low voice.

Mu Yanzheng raised his hand to shave her cheek, with a smile in his eyes: "I'm done."

The bodyguard withdrew from the office when Mu Yanzheng entered.

Now Boss Jiang is left to eat a wave of dog food.

He sat down in his original position in disbelief, and quickly poured another cup of tea after feeling disgusted.

"Mu, Mr. Mu drinks tea."

Mu Yanzheng sat upright, took Boss Jiang's tea for the first time, and just gulped down.

This time, Meng Chu was dumbfounded.

The Mu Yanzheng at this moment is completely different from the man who was always aloof and born with the aura of a king in the past.

"My wife used to be the top chief designer of Millai M country, and she was injured due to some accidents."

Speaking of this, Mu Yanzheng stretched out his arms to embrace Meng Chu, and looked at the person opposite with sharp and resolute eyes.

When Boss Jiang saw it, his gaze shifted to Meng Chu's place in an instant, and he smiled embarrassedly and said, "I've seen reports about Meng Design in magazines, but... well, I'll rent it."

Halfway through the conversation, the man changed his mind.

After signing the agreement, Mengchu chose five dresses and dresses of different styles in the store.

Going out from here, Tang Lin could see clearly the upstairs opposite.

Bought so much?
Could it be that this person is richer than Tang Jinglan?

After being filled with amazement, she hurried out of the milk tea shop and saw Meng Chu getting off the elevator surrounded by people.

"Why do you suddenly want to rent it? You can buy it all."

Mu Yanzheng didn't understand Meng Chu's behavior, she just smiled and didn't answer.

When she got back, Meng Chu specially hung the dresses in an empty guest room, and after admiring each one, she went back to the study.

Mu Yanzheng followed in and saw that she was moving the mouse and started drawing on the screen.

The gratification is beyond words, but the heart is a little complicated.

She has amnesia, but still remembers her past occupation.

Thinking of this, he not only felt admiration for her.

"In two days, there will be a reception, and we will attend together."

He stood behind her, watched in silence for a long time, and finally sent out the invitation.

Meng Chu's hand moving the mouse paused for a moment, and then went along the line again.

Mu Yanzheng didn't notice her calmness.

"Dress..."

"Don't worry about this, there will be one ready-made."

After speaking, he stroked the back of her head.

When he turned to go out, Meng Chu finally turned his head and looked deeply at his back.

Mu Yanzheng, I realize that I still don't know you very well!

On the day of the reception, Mu Yanzheng took her to the designated place early in the morning to try on a dress.

The bright red color made Meng Chu's already white skin even more dazzling.

only……

Meng Chu looked at himself in the mirror, and his eyes fell on his chest, where the scars that were not obvious were exposed.

She raised her hand and rubbed it over and over again, her eyes gradually blurred with tears.

There was no one in the dressing room, but the people waiting for her outside were a little impatient seeing that she had not come out for so long.

"Dong dong!"

Meng Chu came back to his senses, tilted his head slightly, and forced back the tears he was about to shed.

He took a silk scarf and draped it over his shoulders, which just covered the scar on his chest.

She took a casual look in the mirror, turned around and opened the door to go out.

Mu Yanzheng stared straight at her wearing a red dress.

Several staff members not far away looked at this side, and they all whispered: "As expected of a designer, just put it together casually, it will look very tall."

"The main thing is that people are good-looking."

"Too."

……

Mu Yanzheng took Meng Chu into the car and left. It was already eight o'clock in the evening when he arrived at the hotel.

Both sides of the road are full of camphor trees, surrounded by street lamps, forming a very artistic barrier.

The car stopped for a long time, and there was a constant stream of people in front of it. Men and women in designer clothes entered the hotel one after another.

But Mu Yanzheng in the car didn't intend to get out of the car for a long time.

Meng Chu, the co-pilot, turned his head to look at him, moved his mouth, but finally didn't speak.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at her, his eyes were dark and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"what happened?"

"Good."

Her eyes were full of doubts, but in return he smiled.

The two got out of the car, and the handsome man and the beautiful woman immediately attracted attention.

Mu Yanzheng took Meng Chu's hand, wrapped it around his own, straightened his back, and walked towards the hotel.

But when he was about to step in, Meng Chu suddenly flinched.

Regardless of everyone's envious eyes, she stopped her feet.

"what happened?"

This time, Mu Yanzheng asked.

Meng Chu raised his head slightly, looked at his eyebrows and eyes carefully, and asked calmly, "Did I often go to various banquets with you like this before?"

Mu Yanzheng stared into her eyes, pursed his lips tightly, but couldn't answer for a long time.

The two of them are now recovering from amnesia, and no one else knows.She guessed that she had recovered her memory, but she didn't quite believe it.

Looking at each other for a long time, Meng Chu loosened his arm slightly.

She knew he would lie, but she just wanted him to tell.But now, he replied with silence.

In this way, he is not even willing to lie, how can she dare to believe that he really loves her.

She had asked before that he wanted to save this marriage because of the child.At that time, she should give up and not have the slightest illusion.

Look at now, she stays by his side with peace of mind in the name of amnesia, he actually has such an attitude.

"I don't like participating in such occasions very much. In the future, if you like it, I will often take you with me."

Just when Meng Chu was extremely disappointed, he said this.

Meng Chu's unretracted hand froze and looked at him in surprise.

"Mr. Mu, long time no see."

Just when the two were at a stalemate, a male voice came with a smile.

Mu Yanzheng tilted his head, his stern face gradually smiled, and he nodded slightly towards the other party.

A middle-aged man is accompanied by a well-dressed girl who looks only 20 years old.

The other party glanced at Meng Chu and nodded politely.

Meng Chu also returned the gift politely, with a hook on the corner of his mouth.

"Madam?"

"Yes."

The man exchanged pleasantries with Mu Yanzheng, but Mengchu was a little surprised by the address.

This man's ability to ask this question proves that he has not stayed in Rongcheng for a long time.

Back then, she married Mu Yanzheng because it was a surrogate marriage, but most people in the upper class knew about it.Later, when they got divorced during that time, it was rumored that his first love had returned to China, and there was a lot of trouble.

"Shall we go in too?"

When Meng Chu was distracted, Mu Yanzheng took her hand and warned her in a low voice.

"Ah."

Almost without thinking, Meng Chu immediately followed.

The reception was like being in a castle, and Meng Chu became nervous unconsciously as he entered.

Although she is a designer and handles a lot of clothes of various styles, she seldom participates in grand gatherings of celebrities from all walks of life.

Now, he was injured and lost his memory again, so he completely needed to be protected.But when Mu Yanzheng brought her here, she couldn't be too flamboyant.

"Cousin."

Meng Chu was thinking a lot when a gentle voice came.