Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"It was you."

Meng Chu randomly picked up two pieces of cream mousse, and took a seat at the nearest square table.

The woman also followed her footsteps and sat down opposite.

Because the dresses were inconvenient, she sat down in a random pile.

Seeing this, Meng Chu couldn't help feeling sorry for the dress she was wearing.

Although it is not a particularly expensive dress, it is also made by a famous teacher.It's such a waste, if the person who designed it sees it, I don't know if it will go crazy.

"Who did you come with? I remember you said last time that you are divorcing your husband. How is it now? Are you looking for a new one?"

The woman stretched her head and asked a bunch of questions in one breath.

Meng Chu didn't want to answer at first, but seeing her expectant eyes, her tightly pursed lips loosened slightly.

"With my husband."

Four words, solved all her problems.

The woman obviously slumped her shoulders and leaned back.

"I was thinking of introducing my nephew to you, you see."

She was a little disappointed, but she still pointed in the same direction as Meng Chu.

Not far from Mu Yanzheng, several young men who looked like sons-in-law were talking and laughing each with a glass of red wine.

"Very handsome."

Meng Chu complimented, but she didn't actually see which one was her nephew.

"By the way, who is your husband? Since there is no chance to be the matchmaker, it's okay for us to be friends, right?"

"of course."

Meng Chu readily agreed, looked up and pretended to look for Mu Yanzheng in the banquet hall.

She clearly saw it, but she insisted on pretending not to notice it.Shrugging at the woman, he said apologetically, "It should be covered, so I haven't seen it yet."

When she lowered her head to eat the mousse, the woman leaned forward again.

"I don't know your name yet?"

"Meng Chu."

"My name is Stalin, and my husband's name is Bai Guojian."

Meng Chu nodded with a suddenly realized expression, indicating that he understood.

But the woman didn't intend to leave, she continued to lean forward in front of Meng Chu, and said, "I'm afraid you don't know, this banquet is prepared by our Bai family, that is, my husband, and I heard that the family treasure will be sold." .”

Meng Chu froze while eating the mousse, raised his eyes and asked curiously: "Since you are the mistress of the Bai family, why didn't this heirloom be given to you, and instead organized a banquet and sold it?"

One sentence seemed to touch the other party's sore spot, the woman's arrogant face suddenly changed, and she immediately changed the subject: "Hey, it's not a treasure, it was left by my husband in the early stage. I asked him to sell it, after all, it belongs to the old man. Stuff, stay at home and look very uncomfortable."

"Oh I got it."

Meng Chu was confused.

Seeing that she understood, the woman Stalin felt a lot of comfort.

His eyes fell on the mousse cake in front of Meng Chu, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you go to the hall to accompany your husband, I heard that there are many high-class ladies and daughters here today, so you are not afraid that a woman will hit your husband? "

"It's okay, he looks ugly."

Meng Chu didn't bother to have dinner, now that she has something ready-made, why not fill her stomach first.

"Hey, you don't know that. No matter how ugly a man is, as long as he has money, that woman will still come up to him wave after wave."

"for example?"

"For example, my husband is over 80 years old. He hasn't had a good time for a few days, but he spends all day chasing after his mistress."

"Cough cough...! Cough cough!"

Meng Chu suddenly choked on the cake and coughed violently.

Steilin hurriedly went to get her a tissue, and kept mocking: "I can choke on eating cake, Miss Meng, how many times have you ever eaten cake?"

Meng Chu took it away and thanked him, got up holding back and went to the counter to get a bottle of drink, and drank it for a while before alleviating the embarrassment.

She didn't intend to go back to her seat, but Nastalin didn't seem to intend to stay away from her, so she came over with the dress, looked her up and down, and asked, "Your style seems to be new, where did you get it?"

"My husband gave it to me, and I don't know."

"Oh, your husband is terrible, you have to be optimistic, but don't let other women take advantage of the loopholes."

"No, he's ugly and has no money."

Meng Chu turned around, not wanting to talk anymore.

Just at this time, there was a commotion in the banquet hall.

Meng Chu glanced at Steilin, held up the hem of her skirt, and said to her: "It should be that the sale is about to start."

As soon as the voice fell, she quickly disappeared into the crowd.

After finally finding Mu Yanzheng, he found that there was really a beautifully dressed girl standing beside him.

Meng Chu went over and directly inserted his arm into Mu Yanzheng's, and did not forget to pull him towards her.

At this time, everyone's eyes were almost focused on the table that was no higher than knees.

As the crowd gradually gathered, the elderly Bai Lao climbed up on crutches.

It was also at this time that Meng Chu saw Stalin standing in the old man's place with a look of admiration.

"Thank you all business friends for coming! Today is the [-]th anniversary of my marriage with my first wife. Here, I will do something very meaningful."

As soon as his words fell, a tall hostess came out from the side, carrying a gift box covered with red silk.

"Isn't this the heart of the ocean?"

Meng Chu muttered softly.

Mu Yanzheng raised eyebrows sideways and whispered to her: "No."

Meng Chu was puzzled, staring at the things under the red silk, waiting for Bai Lao to announce again.

"Dragonfly inlaid silver brooch, priced at 30."

Everyone stared at the dragonfly in the square gift box, but no one bid.

Meng Chu glanced at it, but didn't like it.

Although it is silver jewelry, the item looks old, and now most ladies are pursuing fashionable and high-end fast-moving consumer goods, who would spend 30 to buy this thing.

"30 million, I want it."

After a deathly silence in the huge banquet hall, someone called out the price.

Then I saw a middle-aged man striding over to register from the Bai family.

"The Bai family really figured out how to auction this kind of place."

Meng Chu couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

Mu Yanzheng raised his other hand, patted her hand, and asked in a low voice: "Which one do you like, you can call directly."

Meng Chu shook his head, "They're all old things, they don't do much for me."

"Not always."

The corners of Mu Yanzheng's mouth slightly raised in a faint smile.

At this time, the hostess came to the stage holding a gift box of the same size.

Everyone is looking forward to it, waiting for the next thing.

Meng Chu suddenly felt a little bored, and his eyes wandered through the crowd, and finally fell on Stein who was not far away.

Her husband sold his ex-wife's old things in front of the new rich and famous ladies in Rongcheng, and her step-wife can still stand there with a smile on her face. It's really admirable. I even feel that I can only do such a thing out of my mind. thing.

"A pair of green jade bracelets, sold for 100 million."

"Bai Lao, jadeite needs to be appraised, is there an appraiser?"

"of course."

In the crowd, some asked and some answered.

It was during this gap that Steilin accidentally saw where Meng Chu was standing.