Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Previous works have become out-of-season brands.

Meng Chu smiled, "I don't care, your boss is a little too serious."

When Gao Feng saw her such a good personality, his worry suddenly relaxed.

"A good idea is the soul of a designer."

"That's what I said, but Lu Han's matter is really serious for him."

"It's fine if you don't mind."

This matter can be big or small, after all, it is a spectator.But Meng Chu never thought that it would happen to him in the near future.

The two sat for an afternoon, and it was getting dark when they left.

Gao Feng sent Meng Chu back to the old house, and happened to be watched by Mu Yanzheng who was standing in front of the window on the second floor.

When Meng Chu went back, he pushed against the corner of the wall as soon as he entered the room, and said in a hoarse voice: "I went out for an afternoon, so I went to see other men."

Meng Chu thought that he was doing this on purpose, just to flirt, and wanted to push away indifferently, but he roughly grabbed his wrist and approached, "I'm not joking with you, I'm serious."

The chin was raised, and Meng Chu raised his eyes to meet his gaze.

"I know, I just chatted with him about work."

"Then how did it take so long?"

The light in the bedroom was not turned on, so she couldn't see his expression clearly at the moment, so she could only tell by feeling that he was probably angry.

It's just that this is not the first time she has met the opposite sex, especially Gao Feng, why should he have such an attitude.

"Mu Yanzheng, I've remarried to you, what else do you want?"

"Gao Feng broke up with Lu Han, are you not afraid that he will have thoughts about you?"

"What the hell are you thinking!"

Meng Chu suddenly became emotional, pushed him away, and quickly turned on the light.

The room was brightly lit, and the man who was one step away narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

When he got used to it and wanted to go forward, Meng Chu had already moved to the cloakroom to change.

Mu Yanzheng followed in, not as aggressive as before, and his sword swayed.

But still with a cold face, leaning against the door, looking straight at her, humming softly from the nose: "What do you think is wrong with these men? There are so many women out there, why are they all interested in you?"

Meng Chu, who was turning his back to prepare to change clothes, was startled by his words, and suddenly realized something, a wild smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Yanzheng, he's jealous!

Meng Chu turned around, cast a glance at him, and made a gesture.

"Go out, I need to change clothes."

Mu Yanzheng's expression changed slightly, but he did not move.

Seeing this, Meng Chu walked straight past him with the clothes he wanted to change.

Mu Yanzheng stretched out his long arms, brought him back, pushed him into the cloakroom, and went out by himself.

After Mengchu changed his clothes, he went to see Mu Cen first, and then the mother and son went downstairs for dinner together.

At the dinner table, Mu Cen was next to Mu Mu, Meng Chu was on the other side of Mu Cen, and only Mu Yanzheng was on the opposite side.

He didn't speak the whole time, and his face was not very good.

Mother Mu noticed something unusual, glanced at Meng Chu, and said, "Ah Chu, if Cen Cen's study can't be turned back, I'll go over. You stay in Rongcheng, accompanied by Yan Zheng."

"How about that?"

Meng Chu responded immediately.

Mu Yanzheng raised his eyes, looked at her, and was about to speak, but was preempted by Meng Chu: "Cen Cen is used to being with me, and the teachers over there don't encourage grandma to take care of the children."

"He's not in the kindergarten class, he's in elementary school now."

"Yes. If it really doesn't work, take a tutor there."

Mother Mu, mother and son sang together, and Meng Chu couldn't refute for a while.

In the end, she looked at Mu Cen, knowing that he would definitely stand by her side.

Mu Cen turned his head, and said in a childish voice, "I'll be with grandma, Mommy, you still have a job, so work hard."

In an instant, Meng Chu felt two crows flying over his head, quacking...

Dinner was not going well, but some people were happy in their hearts.

"In a few days, you will be in charge of the Mu's family banquet."

Before leaving, Mother Mu's serious voice sounded behind her.

Meng Chu turned his head, just in time to see a triumphant smile curled up on the corner of Mu Yanzheng's mouth.

He wasn't like this before, when did he become so greasy? !

"it is good."

With a short answer, Meng Chu turned and left.

In the evening, when Meng Chu came out of the shower, he found Mu Yanzheng sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at her with a half-smile.

"You don't have a meeting today?"

"open."

"then you……"

"Accompany you first."

Meng Chu ignored him and wiped his wet hair with a dry towel.

As soon as he sat down on the edge of the bed, he leaned over.

Meng Chu moved away in distaste, and still muttered: "The one who is close to vermilion is red, and the one who is close to ink is black."

She was talking about Chu Ci, and Mu Yanzheng failed to learn from him.

"Mom went to Haibin City to stay with Cen Cen, and you stayed in Rongcheng to make use of your strengths. I don't think you need to go back to Hr's company. If you want to work, I will invest money for you."

"I want to open a studio."

"no problem."

"To be considered."

Meng Chu glanced at him, got up and took the towel back to the bathroom.

When she came out again, Mu Yanzheng had disappeared.

A good night's dream.

The next day, Meng Chu didn't go out all day, and she re-typeset and organized the brand design on the new company's official website.

In the afternoon, an international call came in on her cell phone.

Meng Chu didn't care about the number, and connected directly. Hearing the person on the other end speaking fluent English, Meng Chu, who was originally sitting, got up quickly, "Mr. Smith."

"Long time no see, Miss Mengchu."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"I heard that you are going to open a studio in China. I wonder if we, M, can join us?"

Meng Chu was startled, and opened his mouth for a long time before recovering his own voice: "Mr. Smith, you are too polite, I think I...you are a group, how can you condescend and say join. I should join You are right."

"It's fine, as long as it's your design."

"I design, and I definitely won't be a hands-off shopkeeper."

Meng Chu continued to be polite.

The other party was very satisfied and happy: "Then it's settled, wait for me to go back."

"Huh? Are you coming to China?"

Meng Chu was surprised again.

Back then, when she was overseas, she was mostly taken care of by this Mr. Smith.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Meng Chu put down his phone, and the smile on his face gradually grew stronger.

Soon they arrived at the Mu family's family banquet, and because Meng Chu had Mu Yanzheng's help, he was quite handy.

Early in the morning, many Mu family members drove and came here in an endless stream.

When Meng Chu saw the woman standing beside Mu Yanli, she couldn't help but take another look.

Why do I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, it feels so familiar.

She only knew about this thought, and she didn't tell Mu Yanzheng.

The family banquet started, and everyone stood up to raise their glasses. When Meng Chu happened to see a woman's gesture, she seemed to be awakened by something in an instant, and her face changed drastically.

"what happened?"

Mu Yanzheng, who was sitting next to her, saw her expression was wrong, and asked with concern.

Meng Chu just shook his head and didn't say the reason.

Mu Yanzheng couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't delve into it, and chatted with his uncles there.

In the middle of the banquet, Meng Chu felt depressed. As soon as he went to the hanging corridor outside, he saw the woman who was calling back.