Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Meng Chu left Rongcheng and took a boat to a small seaside town.

She wants to relax, but also wants to escape.

Board the boat from Nanwan Bay of Rongcheng, head south with the sea breeze blowing all the way, and arrive at the destination that night.

She changed her mobile phone and number as soon as she got off the ship, but she only kept her mother's phone number.

Seaside is also a coastal city, but it is as small as a few thousand people.

The small town at night is brightly lit and relaxing.

Meng Chu walked along the seaside road until he came to an inn called Yinghuo.

"How many?"

As she stepped in, a girl dressed in ethnic style stood at the counter and smiled.

Meng Chu looked around the room, and finally came to the counter and took out his ID card.

"One, three days."

The girl took her ID card and compared it with the real person, and immediately registered her.

Meng Chu's gaze stayed on her clothes.

"Okay, here's the key."

The girl returned her ID card and a uniquely crafted key together.

Meng Chu picked it up and asked casually, "I want to ask, did you make the skirt on your own or did you buy it from outside?"

"My mother made it."

The girl smiled, two shallow pear dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Meng Chu didn't say anything else, and walked towards the stairs with his things.

The room is very simple, the window faces the sea, and the sound of the sea hitting the sea can be clearly heard in the distance.

Meng Chu simply tidied up the room and left the room with the bag.

The seaside town in August is particularly charming at night.

Because it is located in the south of the Yangtze River and has beautiful scenery, it attracts many men and women who come to travel.

Meng Chu didn't walk very far along the road, and walked into a lush forest along the park path by the river.

A small park with lush green plants and colorful lights everywhere.

Occasionally, I will meet a few couples passing by, and push a baby who is still breastfeeding.

Meng Chu walked by, feeling complicated.

She thought of Cen Cen.

This child has never been separated from her since she was a child, but because of her falling into the sea, the little guy's temperament has changed drastically, which has continued to this day.

Now that she left suddenly, he might be sad again.

Thinking of this, Meng Chu raised his face and tried his best to hold back the tears that were about to burst out.

"I heard there will be a temple fair tomorrow."

"Then we are not in the right place."

A young man and woman passed by holding each other's arms.

Meng Chu slowed down and turned slowly to look at their backs.

This scene seemed to go back to a few years ago, when she was still a high school student, she often saw Mu Yanzheng picking up Xie Rou from school.

Young love can be remembered for a lifetime, so Mu Yanzheng will never forget Xie Rou forever!

The more he thought about that, the more uncomfortable Meng Chu felt.

She hated that she had a soft heart back then, and was overwhelmed by a strong woman like Xie Rou.Otherwise, Mu Yanzheng was hers from the very beginning.

Walking forward, passing through a small arbor forest, the line of sight also opened up.

A north-south street is brightly lit, and the shops on both sides are all decorated with ancient charm.

Seeing the clothing store, Meng Chu stepped in without hesitation.

The store is not big, but there are many kinds of clothes. Suddenly, Meng Chu, who was originally depressed, suddenly became enlightened.

"I'll give you a discount for whichever one you like, miss."

Seeing her staring at a piece of ethnic clothing, the proprietress couldn't help but stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

Meng Chu didn't take it seriously yet, so he just nodded and smiled at her, and immediately walked to another set of clothes.

She didn't want to buy clothes, but just fell in love with the elements here, which gave her a lot of design inspiration.

In the past, when she was abroad, most of her limitations were dresses, but now she can fully integrate other distinctive styles such as ethnic style into her design.

"I want this set, can you take it off for me?"

After a long while, Meng Chu pointed to a long skirt with tassels hanging on the top, and looked at the proprietress who was waiting on the side.

Satisfied, the other party picked up the clothes rail and took the clothes she wanted.

Meng Chu held it in his hand, looked around, and asked the proprietress to wrap it up and pay.

"Miss, don't you try it?"

"Need not."

After Mengchu paid the cash, he took the clothes from the proprietress, not forgetting to thank him.

After leaving this house, she turned around and went into another house.

Because it is night, there are many people shopping.

From the time she entered, she didn't see anyone who was the boss.

I caught two clothes at a glance, but after asking for a long time, no one paid any attention.

At this moment, Mengchu wanted to take pictures with his mobile phone, but before he could press the shutter, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Turning his head, he saw a thin man's face.

Meng Chu shyly put away his phone, and before he could speak, he heard the man say displeasedly, "I'm doing this for a small business, even if you take pictures, you won't be able to find the same model online."

As soon as these words came out, Meng Chu was surprised.

It turned out that he cared about that.

"You misunderstood. I thought of taking pictures with my mobile phone because I couldn't find the boss. I didn't want to search for the same style online for cheap."

The conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of other customers, and they all looked this way.

Meng Chu didn't care, and pointed his finger back at one of the suits he had just taken a fancy to: "I want that one, wrap it up for me."

The man had no choice but to look at her and then at the hanging clothes Meng Chu was pointing at before getting up to get them.

Seeing Meng Chu paying the money, his impulse just now was suddenly relieved.

"Did you buy clothes to wear? Or to give them away?"

"No, samples."

After Mengchu finished speaking, he was about to go out.

"and many more."

The man called out to her.

Meng Chu looked back, a little puzzled.

He approached her, looked her up and down, and asked, "Designer?"

"Ah."

Meng Chu nodded cautiously.

The man didn't speak any more, turned around and entered the room behind a curtain.

When he came out again, he had a handbag in his hand.

"Take it."

"..."

Meng Chu picked it up in a daze, watched the man return, opened the handbag to take a look, then raised his head and curled his mouth.

After walking around the streets for nearly an hour, she returned to the inn by the same route.

In the room, she opened the bag and took out the two clothes inside, hanging them on hangers.

Looking at them, she showed a long-lost smile from the bottom of her heart.

Just as I was about to find a computer, I suddenly remembered that this is not my home.

There was no usable pen and paper in the room, so she had to go downstairs to rent it from the landlord.

"Little sister, can I take a picture of your clothes?"

The girl was taken aback for a moment, but she still came out from the counter and stood upright for Meng Chu to take pictures.

"Thank you."

Taking away the pen and paper, she happily went upstairs.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Meng Chu couldn't help but sent a message to Feng Nianjiao: [Did Cen Cen go home to find me? 】

Putting down her phone, she went to take a shower.

When he came out, he saw the phone kept flashing. It turned out that Feng Nianjiao had called.

"Mom~"

As soon as he yelled, Meng Chu's nose became sore.

At the other end, Feng Nianjiao's voice was also choked up: "Where did you kid go?"

"I'm going out to relax, and I won't be going back in a short time. You have to take good care of your body."

"Mom knows. But you..."

Listening to the sudden silence, Meng Chu's tears finally fell down.

She sniffed, went out the window and looked at the dark sky in the distance, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you meet Cen Cen again, tell him secretly that I'm going out for a while, and let him listen to grandma."

After saying this, before Feng Nianjiao could reply, she had already hung up decisively.