Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Although you have been back in China for a long time, you are famous outside the country. It is estimated that everyone who knows you will come to say hello."

Smith looked back at her as he spoke.

Hearing this, Meng Chu hurriedly nodded and smiled.

When she looked in the direction just now, the figure of the person just now was gone.

Is she blinded?
"Miss Meng?"

Just as he was distracted, a middle-aged lady with yellow hair and fair skin approached.

Holding champagne in one hand, he stretched out the other hand towards Meng Chu with a wide smile.

Surprised, Meng Chu shook his hand back and communicated in fluent English.

At this time, in a corner not far away, a man in a suit and leather shoes was standing.

He was the person Meng Chu saw just now and mistook for him.

Now, he was hesitating whether to meet her or not, and even retreated in his heart, afraid of being discovered.

That's why I stayed away from where I was just now, and came here to a hidden place where I can't be noticed.

"Jing Lan, why are you here, let me find it easier."

The woman was dressed in a golden red sexy dress, with long hair pulled high and gorgeous makeup, giving her the aura of a queen.

Tang Jinglan looked away and glanced at the time on his watch.

The woman smiled and wrapped his arms skillfully, "Mr. Smith from Group M is here, come with me to meet him."

Tang Jinglan did not refuse, but silently agreed.

Meng Chu, who was chatting enthusiastically with others, was suddenly called by Smith: "Meng Chu."

Meng Chu turned his head, his smile froze.

The man standing next to Smith a few steps away was none other than Tang Jinglan.

I haven't seen him for a few months, but he seems to have lost a lot of weight, and black stubble has appeared on his face. He looks several years older, and he doesn't see the gangster spirit of the past at all.

Especially the way he looked over, with a bit of an invisible melancholy aura.

"This is the chief designer of our M Group, Ms. Mengchu."

"Former chief, not now."

Smith introduced, and Meng Chu explained politely with a smile.

The woman said generously: "Whether it is the front or the back, it can prove that Ms. Meng is extraordinary. Jing Lan, let this Ms. Meng design my future clothes, as well as your suit."

Tang Jinglan's gaze has been fixed on her ever since Meng Chu walked over just now.

Now, the woman seeks his opinion before pulling the man back to God.

"Okay, do what you say."

After speaking in a gentle tone, he did not forget to gently pat the woman's hand that was holding his arm.

Meng Chu looked at all this generously, but for some reason, there was a trace of sourness in his heart.

He is Tang Jinglan, and he seems to have bid farewell to the cruel and cruel self in the past.

Looking at this woman, it should be his girlfriend or wife.

For a man to act so tenderly, he must love that woman very much.

"Miss Meng, I'm Wen Ya."

The woman smiled like a flower, and stretched out her hand actively, with slender fingers, white and slender.

Meng Chu shook his hand back with a smile: "Pianist?"

As soon as the words came out, the woman exclaimed: "How do you know?! Ms. Meng, you really...why do I like you so much."

The woman's voice was sweet and magnetic. She let go of Tang Jinglan's arms and gave Meng Chu a big hug.

Mr. Smith on the side watched and grinned.

"temperature……"

He tilted his head towards the woman, ignoring Tang Jinglan who was present.

The woman understood, let go of Meng Chu and still laughed, "We have something to talk about."

With that said, she turned her head to look at Tang Jinglan.

"This is my fiancé, Mr. Tang Jinglan. Let's talk about the future design first."

After the words fell, he went after Smith.

For a while, only Meng Chu and the calm Tang Jinglan were left here.

"Miss Wen Ya's...fiancé?"

Meng Chu took a glass of champagne from the passing waiter, and with a smile on his lips, he spoke first.

Just a few months ago, he lied to her, who lost her memory, that she was his fiancé, and now...

"Yes."

The red wine in Tang Jinglan's hand seemed to have been held for a long time, and finally he poured it with his head up after responding.

There was a vague smile on his face, looking carefully, it was a bit permeating.

Meng Chu was inexplicably not afraid of him. Since he was talking about his fiancée's clothes, it naturally started with the size and preferences.

After scanning around, it seems that this place is not suitable for talking about things, thinking of his previous behavior, but he must ensure his own safety.

"Mr. Tang, there is a guest rest area over there, shall we go there?"

Meng Chu kept smiling as usual.

Gentleman Tang Jinglan nodded.

The two came to the leisure area on both sides one after the other.

Meng Chu replaced the champagne with plain water and sat down at the table.

Tang Jinglan took a plate of dessert from the waiter and put it on the table, then sat down opposite.

"I remember you enjoying this."

Meng Chu looked at him and didn't refuse, and of course he didn't accept.

"Mr. Tang, let's talk about Miss Wen's clothes first. I am a designer. Although I am not a member of M Group now, since Miss Wen entrusted me, I have to be responsible."

"Her clothing size preference, I don't know very well."

Tang Jinglan leaned back on the back of the chair, crossed her legs, and looked lazy.

Meng Chu raised his eyebrows with questioning eyes.

Before she fell into the sea, she didn't know him well.Later, he lost his memory and got along with him for a short time. Now that he thinks about it, he feels very mysterious.

"Then what are we talking about?"

Meng Chu spread his hands, a little dumbfounded.

"During this time, have you... how are you doing?"

The man who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly sat upright and stared straight at her.

When Meng Chu listened, his heart warmed up.

Unexpectedly, the person who had disappeared for so long was still paying attention to her.

Looking back on the past, the smile on Meng Chu's face disappeared.

"I went to Jiangcheng to meet Gu Ying a few days ago, and before that, I also went to your Longteng Rainforest."

"That place doesn't belong to me now, and that woman has nothing to do with me."

"That's fine."

When Gu Ying is free, she can return to Johnson.

I just don't know how they talked that day.

She frowned, but she didn't see the coldness that flashed in Tang Jinglan's eyes.

After a fleeting moment, he asked, "Just what?"

Meng Chu raised his eyes, stared at his smiling eyes, and shook his head.

"You shouldn't be staying in Jiangcheng now, right? Or, since I was sent back from the island by you, I never went back to Jiangcheng again."

"No, I've been abroad."

"..."

Under Meng Chu's gaze, Tang Jinglan picked up the dessert in front of her and took a light bite.

Looking over, Meng Chu faintly felt a little uncomfortable.

A woman's sixth sense, the man in front of her has only changed in appearance, but in her heart she may still be the same as before.

In order to hide his nervousness, Meng Chu picked up the white water in front of him and drank several sips in succession, even daring not to meet his eyes again.

"I used to know that you were a designer, but when I returned home, I never expected to see you again. Mengchu, you said..."

Having said that, he picked up another dessert, stared at the cherries on it for a long time, and then looked up at her.

"Is it fate?"