Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mu Yanzheng saw a familiar car approaching from far away, so he didn't go in, but stood by the side of the road and waited.

There are many young girls who come and go, and when they see a man with good looks and temperament getting out of the luxury car, all of them have weak legs and can't walk.

Mu Yanzheng ignored those nympho eyes, lit a cigarette, and began to puff.

Xu Xiangnan got off the car and saw him immediately.

"Yan Zheng."

Mu Yanzheng followed the prestige, put out the butt of the cigarette that was about to finish, and approached him.

It was also at this time that he saw that Xu Xiangnan's legs were not the same as before, but were limping anyway.

He was stunned for a moment, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his face was sullen and ugly for a while.

"It's good to be able to recover like this."

When it was near, Xu Xiangnan comforted him optimistically.

He deliberately slowed down, and the two entered Xinglin Lane side by side.

Walk across the dance floor in the lobby and go straight to the box.

When the boss saw them, he immediately asked the waiter to follow them, ready to be called at any time.

In the private room, Chu Ci, who had been waiting for a long time, seemed a little impatient and prepared to go out to greet her.Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he happened to bump into them.

"yo~"

Go in together and sit down separately.

The waiter was told what wine to bring, and immediately ran out of the box.

"You've been abroad for so long, I thought..."

"It's almost recovered."

Xu Xiangnan interrupted Mu Yanzheng's words, and patted the injured leg optimistically.

The car accident back then was because of sending Meng Chu off, out of emotion and reason, he, Mu Yanzheng, had to take care of it.

"I said, it's rare to get together, can you say something happy?"

While pouring wine, Chu Ci interrupted the two of them.

Mu Yanzheng looked at him with a bit of unkindness.

Xu Xiangnan patted Chu Ci's shoulder with a smile, signaling to fill his wine glass as well.Turning around, he asked Mu Yanzheng again:
"I heard that Meng Chu recovered his memory, how are you doing now?"

Before Mu Yanzheng could speak, Chu Ci joked first: "Remarried."

With congratulatory eyes, Xu Xiangnan picked up the wine glass and wanted to admire Yanzheng.

Seeing this, Chu Ci hurried forward.

**
When Meng Chu got off the plane and saw that Mu Yanzheng had called her, he was about to go back, but when he thought that it was late at night in China, he gave up the idea.

After returning to the hotel from the airport, she had a short rest. She called Smith and they made an appointment to meet at the company.

"What a coincidence that you came. Three days later, there will be a dinner in St. Petersburg."

As soon as they met, Mr. Smith told her about it.

Meng Chu is not very interested in dinners and banquets. She came here simply to look at the creativity of M Group in the past two years, so as to inspire her.

"Can I?"

"of course."

Smith led her to the design department, which used to be her workplace, and is now almost all blond, blue-eyed foreigners, all young.

"If you come, you will still be the chief designer."

Meng Chu couldn't decide whether to accept it, so he could only smile and say nothing.

The two entered the viewing area from the design department. Meng Chu was dazzled by the various famous brands worn by the prosthetic models in the room.

Looking at the whole process, there is no national style.

Back then, the national style elements could appear here, probably because of her existence.

Most foreigners don't go to China, and they hardly know more about China's history and culture.At that time, she designed it and set off a wave of trends overseas.

Many blond girls wore cheongsam and Hanfu directly on the street, and even brought headgear and gold and silver jewelry purchased online in China.

Maybe seeing Meng Chu's thoughts, Smith said with a smile: "There is no design with national style elements."

Meng Chu also smiled and nodded.

The two chatted for a while in the office and had lunch together.

During the period, someone came to strike up a conversation.

"Smith."

Because it was in English, Meng Chu didn't pay attention to the shout.

But when someone approached, she was surprised.

The eyebrows are clear and the temperament is gentle.If it wasn't Qin Zhen, who else could it be.

"Meng Chu, this is Chinese Miss Qin Zhenqin."

"This is my old friend, Meng Chu, Chinese."

Smith introduced them gentlemanly.

Because there was a relationship once, they shook hands with smiles on the surface, but each had their own concerns in their hearts.

"Want to be together?"

Smith wanted to keep Qin Zhen for dinner, but she politely refused, claiming that she came with her friends.

Following her gaze, Meng Chu saw an elegant and handsome man standing not far away.

Not Cheng Feng?

Meng Chu clearly remembered that she was Cheng Feng's girlfriend!

Watching Qin Zhen go away, Meng Chu sat down, still thinking about what happened before.

When the meal came, Meng Chu ate absent-mindedly.

When Smith talked to her, he always responded with no answer.

After dinner, she returned to the hotel where she was staying.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the room, the mobile phone in the bag vibrated.

Seeing that it was Mu Yanzheng calling, she was a little surprised.

At this time, it is the middle of the night in China.

After a moment of hesitation, she pressed the answer button.

From the other end came Mu Yanzheng's voice clearing his throat, followed by his unusual tone: "Ah Chu... miss you a little."

Meng Chu frowned slightly: "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, I drank a little."

Mu Yanzheng did not hide anything, but told the truth.

But Meng Chu was angry and wanted to laugh when he heard it, how could she not know his drinking capacity.

The so-called little?

This is obviously a little drunk.

"Where are you? Did you go home? Who did you drink with?"

After asking three times in a row, the other end fell silent.

Meng Chu paused for a few seconds before swiping his card to enter the room.

"Mu Yanzheng."

She yelled, only for Mu Yanzheng to say a soft 'um'.

Meng Chu didn't bother to repeat what he said just now, so he just told him to go home quickly.

After hanging up the phone, she called the old house's landline again.

It took a long time for the servant to get on the phone before he realized that Mu Yanzheng hadn't arrived home yet.

"Sister-in-law Liu, Mu Yanzheng will be back later, you can make him some hangover soup."

While the two were talking, Mu Yanzheng came back from the outside.

"Ma'am, the young master has just arrived home."

After the servant finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Meng Chu looked at the phone, paused for a while, put it aside and turned on the laptop he was carrying.

I unconsciously thought of Qin Zhen who I met in the restaurant.

She almost made it clear to Cheng Feng last time that she shouldn't care about his affairs now, but as an ordinary friend, she still couldn't help but want to offer condolences.

She held back when she glanced at the lower right corner of the screen.

Not long after, Mu Yanzheng sent a text message: 【Good night, my dear wife! 】

The corner of Meng Chu's mouth hooked into a smile, completely dispelling his concern for Cheng Feng.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the dinner party.

When Smith sent someone to pick her up, he gave her a dress.Sloping shoulders, pinched waist, cyan color gradually from top to bottom, and the skirt seems to be sprinkled with shooting stars.There is nobility in the coldness, and elegance in the romance.

Meng Chu put on the switch and was extremely surprised.

"Why does it feel familiar?"

The driver shrugged and said he didn't know.

When I saw Mr. Smith at the dinner party, he was really amazed by her.

"Mengchu, your things are indeed fresh."

After such a reminder, Meng Chu suddenly realized.

It turned out that she designed it back then!
The huge dinner party scene was full of brilliance and feasts.

Many blond men and women, wearing expensive clothes, shuttled through the crowd, laughing and chatting.

Meng Chu followed behind Smith, when suddenly a figure in the crowd caught her attention.