Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mu Yanzheng stopped packing his clothes. After Chen An hesitated, he continued: "She doesn't trust Mu Yanli a bit. She said that if the Mu family really develops new projects, it must be Mr. Mu who will do it yourself."

"That's impossible."

"Boss Ye..."

Chen An followed Mu Yanzheng's footsteps with a helpless expression on his face.

It was rare for Mu Yanzheng to stay at home, so he folded his clothes neatly and put them in the hotel's unique wardrobe.

Chen An watched and sighed silently, the dignified president of the Mu family not only has to live in such a low-end hotel, but also folds his own clothes.

Looking at the ordinary bedding again, he shook his head helplessly.

"The things are delivered, you can go back."

After Mu Yanzheng cleaned up, he issued an expulsion order.

Chen An had no choice but to leave.

Mu Yanzheng worked in the hotel until it was getting late. He changed into a simple white T-shirt and a peaked cap. He came out of the hotel in disguise and walked along the road, deliberately passing by the tailor shop.

Meng Chu changed into cool clothes and didn't turn on the computer. Instead, he leaned on the table, holding a pen and drawing something.

Mu Yanzheng wanted to step forward very much, but reason told him that he couldn't do it now.

"Sir, are you here to travel too?"

He was watching in a daze, when suddenly a woman asked him.

Mu Yanzheng withdrew his gaze and hummed lightly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Meng Chu who was not far away raised his head and looked towards this side.

Her hair has grown again, and it is scattered behind her, making that face soft and beautiful.

Looking at each other, Mu Yanzheng closed his eyes nervously, pretending to be with this woman.

"Are you going to the back street, or are you exercising at night?"

Mu Yanzheng was wearing sneakers, looking like an athlete.

"sports."

He answered decisively, without thinking about it, the woman answered immediately: "Me too, why don't we go together."

Mu Yanzheng didn't respond, and made a gesture of jogging, and continued to move forward.

The woman followed with a smile.

After walking far away, Mu Yanzheng turned around, and there was no one in front of the window.

He stopped running and walked slowly, suddenly feeling very lost.

She didn't recognize him, but he didn't want to be recognized by her either.

"Sir, why did you stop?"

"Stop running, you can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the woman and walked into the back street with long legs.

Here, Meng Chu had a busy day. He hung the clothes he made for the guests on the clothes rail, packed up the rest, and was ready to go out with his bag on his shoulders.

"Go to my place for dinner."

Johnson suddenly appeared at the door, startling Meng Chu.

"No, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some wontons later."

"If you don't go to the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's just a normal meal now, and I can't entertain Master?"

"……Fine."

Meng Chu felt a little shy.

"Sit back and come."

After locking the door, Qiangsheng turned the bike around and signaled.

Meng Chu glanced at it, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's quite far, do you want to go on foot?"

Johnson urged.

After some ideological struggle, Meng Chu finally bit the bullet and sat up.

Haibin City is not big, but there are many residents.

Johnson rode his bicycle almost halfway around the city, and finally stopped in front of a small two-story western-style building.

"arrive."

Meng Chu got out of the car, looked at the house with red walls in front of him, and then at the man who had put away his bicycle and went to open the door.

"You live alone in such a big house?"

"Ah."

The iron gate opened with a creak, and the two entered one after the other.

In the small courtyard, because someone entered, the voice-activated lights immediately brightened.

It was only then that Meng Chu saw clearly that there were large bamboos planted in the courtyard, and there was only one path leading to the main house.

Entering the living room, Johnson went directly to the kitchen, and Meng Chu followed after looking at it for a while.

It turned out that he stewed chicken in the afternoon.

"You see so much, I can't finish it by myself."

Johnson brought the soup pot directly to the dining table outside, and then went in to get the bowls and chopsticks.

"You said your friend came, but why haven't you seen him?"

"It is said that there is something temporary, and the time has been changed."

Meng Chu took the chicken soup that Johnson gave her, and responded vaguely.

Thinking of the last time the breakfast shop owner said that Johnson & Johnson had many houses, she suddenly became curious.

He took a sip of the chicken soup and smacked his lips: "Johnson, besides the courtyard by the sea, the apartment building I live in, and your house, do you have anything else?"

"house?"

Johnson sat down and stirred the chicken in the bowl, his eyes were as deep as ever.

"Ah."

Meng Chu nodded.

He didn't answer right away, but remained silent for a while before continuing: "There are others, do you want to buy?"

"..."

Now Meng Chu was stunned.

He glanced at her, didn't say any more, and lowered his head to drink the soup.

In order to break the embarrassment, Meng Chu changed the subject: "Where are your parents? At your age..."

"boom!"

Johnson suddenly put the bowl he had picked up on the table, and stared straight at Meng Chu.

Because of his actions, she didn't dare to say anything for a long time.

She didn't expect that Johnson and Johnson would have such a big reaction to this matter.

Originally, I came here for dinner, but now that the atmosphere has become like this, Mengchu feels that the soup is tasteless.

"Drink it quickly, there is still in the pot."

After he finished speaking, he got up and went into the kitchen.

Meng Chu Shen breathed a sigh of relief and speeded up his meal.

at the same time.

Mu Yanzheng walked around the back street, and when he returned, he passed the tailor's shop and found that the lights had been turned off and the door was closed.

He was going to wait for Meng Chu to get off work and follow her to see where she lived.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment now, he angrily kicked the gravel beside his feet.

Thinking of what Gao Feng should know, he quickly found Gao Feng's phone number.

As soon as the connection was made, before the other end could speak first, he asked anxiously, "Where does Meng Chu live?"

"...in...Mr. Mu, I actually don't know."

Mu Yanzheng was so angry that he closed his eyes, feeling that he was wasting time.

Without waiting for the other end to speak again, he quickly hung up.

Finally, I took a solemn look at the tailor shop and returned to the hotel.

After Mengchu had eaten, Johnson poured her a glass of water and took out all the old drawings from the previous designs.

Meng Chu can be regarded as a senior designer who has seen the world.

But for Johnson & Johnson's creativity, he still gave a very pertinent evaluation, and specially selected relatively good and fashionable drawings among them for him to keep.

"Who is this girl?"

While Johnson sent the drawings upstairs, Meng Chu wandered around the living room.

The two photos on the TV cabinet caught her attention, and when Johnson came down, she asked casually.

"No one."

Unexpectedly, Johnson came over, refused to answer, and took the photo frame away.

This made Mengchu even more curious, and she chased after her and asked boldly, "Would that be your child bride?"

Qiang Sheng paused at his feet, turned around and asked, "Master even cares about this?"

Seeing that he wasn't angry, Meng Chu smiled and said, "I don't want to care, I just want to know, because I look familiar to that girl."

The word is familiar, as if a small hammer hit Johnson's heart.

"Have you seen her?"

He held up the photo frame, pointed and asked.