Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Since it's your ex-husband, why do you still contact him? And it's still like this..."

"?"

Meng Chu didn't understand what he meant by that.

Thinking of hearing about his past elsewhere, she felt a little emotional.

"Johnson, your daughter-in-law... Do you have a picture of her, I'll try to find it for you."

Mentioning this, Johnson turned around and never left her.

Meng Chu knew that she had touched on a sensitive topic.

"If you still think about her, then look for it. No matter what the result is, at least you can feel at ease."

"Probably dead."

He sighed and turned back slowly.

Looking at his slightly deep eyes, Meng Chu moved the corners of his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him for a moment.

"I have to go, and I have to go to school to pick up Cen Cen and ask him for leave."

After a while, she changed the subject and was about to go out with her bag.

As soon as she crossed the threshold, Johnson stopped her: "Wait."

When Meng Chu turned his head, he saw him take out a two-inch black and white photo from his wallet and hand it over.

"This is her."

Meng Chu took it, and looking at the girl with two braids and a healing smile, he somehow felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

"what is it call?"

"It has a name on the back."

After Johnson finished speaking, Meng Chu flipped the photo and saw the word 'Gu Ying', her eyes widened suddenly.

In just a few seconds, she regained her composure and looked at Johnson with a smile.

"I'll let my friends spread the word when I go back."

Turning around after the words, his face was full of sympathetic loss.

Mu Yanzheng went around to the co-pilot to open the door for her, but she went to the back seat.

It was fine last night, but today I lost my temper again.

The man sitting in the cab also had emotions.

Through the rearview mirror, he kept staring at her calm face, and he couldn't bear it.

"What's wrong? Who made you angry?"

Meng Chu came back to his senses and handed him a two-inch black and white photo.

Mu Yanzheng drove the car not far away and stopped on the side of the road.

Looking at the person in the photo, his complexion gradually became difficult to look at.

Because Meng Chu was in the back seat, he couldn't see Mu Yanzheng's expression, but he still felt the sudden cooling atmosphere in the cramped carriage.

"You don't know him too, do you?"

"How do you have a picture of this woman?"

Mu Yanzheng didn't look back, but the sudden hoarse voice made people feel very strange.

Meng Chu took the initiative to get out of the car and got into the co-pilot.

Looking at Mu Yanzheng sideways, he frowned slightly.

But he was speechless, returned the photo to Meng Chu, started the car and started on the road slowly.

From the tailor shop to Mingxin Primary School, along the way, no one spoke again.

Meng Chu only felt that Mu Yanzheng must have something to hide from her.

Looking back on the past few years, what she was referring to was ignored, and only her years abroad were left.

"You wait here, I'll go in and pick him up."

The car stopped at the entrance of Mingxin, and Meng Chu was the first to break the silence and got out of the car.

At the other end, Mu Yanzheng also followed.

"I'll accompany you."

He took the initiative to follow, but Meng Chu did not refuse.

After greeting the guard, they entered the campus.

In the teacher's office, Li Jing saw a handsome man following behind Meng Chu, and her eyes gleamed like gold.

Even the male teacher couldn't help but take another look.

"Ms. Li, I'm here to ask for leave for Mu Cen. I need to go back to Rongcheng for a few days."

"Who is this……"

"I'm Mu Cen's father."

Mu Yanzheng stretched out his hand first without waiting for Meng Chu to speak.

Li Jing pushed her glasses, seemed to understand something, and touched Mu Yanzheng's fingertips slowly.

Then, she turned to Meng Chu and said with a smile, "Yes, Mu Cen's mother."

Glancing at Mu Yanzheng from the corner of the eye, he led them to the student classroom.

When Mu Cen came out, he saw Mu Yanzheng immediately standing beside Meng Chu.

"Student Mu Cen, you have to do your homework even if you ask for leave."

Li Jing urged, the little guy nodded.

Meng Chu stroked the back of his son's head, smiled at Li Jing and said, "I will supervise, thank you Teacher Li."

Saying goodbye from here, the family of three went out of the school gate and got on the bus.

Meng Chu put his son in the back seat and took the initiative to go to the co-pilot.

Seeing this, Mu Yanzheng raised the corners of his mouth almost imperceptibly, with an extremely obvious hint of coolness.

It only takes 10 minutes from here to the pier, but Chu Ci has been waiting for a long time when he gets there.

He was still wearing Mu Yanzheng's suit without a tie, which seemed a little too casual.

After getting on the boat, Mu Yanzheng told him to go to another box.

"Why does this person look familiar?"

The two-inch black and white photo was thrown on the table, and Chu Ci picked it up, full of doubts.

Mu Yanzheng stood in front of the small window of the cabin, his handsome face was dark and his eyes were cold.

"Gu Ying."

Chu Ci thought for a while, then suddenly stood up.

"I remember that Tang Jinglan's woman was also called by this name. Why does this look match her..."

"It's her."

Mu Yanzheng turned around with certainty and affirmation.

Chu Ci was puzzled: "How long has it been, why did you suddenly..." Suddenly there was a photo of this woman when she was young.

"Ah Chu's."

Mu Yanzheng sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette irritably.

Chu Ci snatched it away in a hurry, and then wiped it out.

Mu Yanzheng stared at the cigarette that had been thrown aside, and his eyes were withdrawn with a chill.

"What I'm worried about is not Tang Jinglan's return, but why that apprentice Ah Chu has a picture of Gu Ying."

"You didn't ask what's going on?"

"Not yet."

"..."

Chu Ci thought he was in a hurry, but he didn't expect to be calmer than himself.

"Let's ask, maybe we can avoid disaster early."

Mu Yanzheng stayed here for a while, then got up and went out, and was about to enter the place where Meng Chu and Cen Cen were staying, when he raised his eyes and saw a slender figure standing on the deck.

He paced over, stood beside Meng Chu, facing the sea breeze, and looked at the endless sea in the distance.

After returning to his senses for a moment, he turned his head to face Meng Chu, and asked in extremely gentle words, "What's the relationship between Johnson and Gu Ying?"

Meng Chu still looked directly at the sea, and didn't care about his loose long hair.

Mu Yanzheng watched, stretched out his hand to help her straighten out, and pinned the messy hair from her sideburns behind her ears.

"Johnson's surname is Gu."

Meng Chu tilted his face, his expression indifferent.

Xu was affected by the sun's light refracted by the sea surface, so that she squinted her eyes when she saw him.

"What do you mean? The two are related by blood?"

"Do not."

In just a minute or two, Meng Chu shifted his gaze to the sea again.

"Gu Ying is Johnson's child bride-in-law, a child picked up by the Gu family. But..."

Speaking of this, Meng Chu suddenly stopped.

She turned her head again and looked at Mu Yanzheng's gaze, revealing a trace of incomprehensible emotion.

"She is Tang Jinglan's most capable assistant, and... she is quite a good person."

"What happened to you in Jiangcheng?"

Hearing the crying and enduring in her words, Mu Yanzheng's heart throbbed with pain, and he clasped Mengchu's shoulders. After staring deeply, he embraced her in his arms, pressed her against the top of her head, and murmured Nan: "We don't want to think about the past, and look forward to everything. No matter what happens, or what you are worried about, don't forget, there is me."

The hoarse voice, deep and melodious, sounded like touching heartstrings in Meng Chu's heart, as if someone had suddenly plucked it, making a provocative sound.

"She told me something, I don't know if I should tell you."

After a long time, Meng Chu, who was lying on his heart, suddenly muttered to himself.