Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Heartbreaking lunch.

On the way back, Meng Chu was sitting in the car, looking out of the car window, his mind was full of Gu Ying's words: once in love, he would give up his heart, even if his head was badly wounded and dripping with blood.

She treated Tang Jinglan like this, but why not herself and Mu Yanzheng?

If she hadn't met at the beginning, maybe her life would be smooth and simple.There is a husband who loves her, lovely children, and maybe even the mother is still alive.

It was because of love that she persisted in a loveless marriage for three years, and in the end her life was hanging by a thread.

In this world, every one-sided love eventually pays a painful price.But even so, they never and were unwilling to let go. From the beginning to the end, they persisted until the end, and they never said the word to give up.

"Mommy, let's get out of the car."

The taxi stopped outside the old house, and when Meng Chu came back to his senses, Mu Cen had already got off the car from the other side.

She quickly took her bag and pushed the door open.

"Mummy, you are pale, are you sick?"

Mu Cen took the initiative to hold Meng Chu's hand and raised his head in concern.

"No, Mommy is fine."

Meng Chu laughed, pinched his little face, and walked into the courtyard of the old house.

It is about to enter October, and the ginkgo trees in the yard seem to be full of golden trees overnight. When the wind blows, fan-shaped leaves fall to the ground.

"The madam is back, and there is the young master."

Hearing the servant's raised volume from afar, he knew Mu Mu was at home.

Sure enough, as Meng Chu's mother and son approached, the main entrance of the villa was pushed open, and an old lady in luxurious clothes appeared.

"grandmother."

Mu Cen let go of Meng Chu's hand, and ran to the old lady first, the two went in, and Meng Chu followed behind to close the door.

Passing the living room, Meng Chu took a glance and went straight upstairs.

The bedroom was cleaned by the maid and was very tidy.

Meng Chu went in, closed the curtains, shook off his shoes, and lay down on the bed.

"Buzzing..."

Just as he was about to close his eyes, the phone that was thrown aside suddenly started vibrating.

She tilted her head to pick it up, saw that it was an unknown number, hesitated for a moment, and still clicked to answer it, by the way, hands-free.

"it's me."

At the other end, a lazy female voice sounded, and Meng Chu hurriedly turned off the speakerphone.

Lie on your back and place it next to your ear.

"I'm back to Jiangcheng. Johnson boarded the boat and went back to the beach."

Gu Ying spoke calmly.

Meng Chu didn't know what to say for a while, he was silent for a while, and asked, "Are you really going to persist?"

"Yes."

"Tang Jinglan's fiancée is an overseas Chinese who has lived overseas for a long time, and she is also a daughter who is not easy to mess with."

"As long as Seventh Brother doesn't love him, it doesn't matter how difficult he is to mess with."

"What about love?"

"No, he won't. Mengchu, you still don't understand Seventh Brother. Although you have been with him for a few months, you don't understand his temperament at all."

"If you don't love, why do you want to understand it. At that time, I thanked him for saving me."

"You still have a conscience."

Hearing the sneer from the other end, Meng Chu's mood was inexplicably complicated.

Tang Jinglan is a very rich person, and now she really wants to help Gu Ying, but this woman has to wait all she wants, and obviously she will not die until the Yellow River.

"Gu Ying, force him to..."

"Mengchu, do you know why Seventh Brother finally decided to let you go back?"

Meng Chu tightened his grip on the phone, still smiling: "Isn't it just me who wants to escape?"

"Without his permission, can you escape? Sure enough, those who are loved have nothing to fear."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

She could imagine how mocking Gu Ying's face was on that end.

"Mu Yanzheng and Seventh Brother fought each other because of business many years ago. And you are Mu Yanzheng's wife. If you were placed on another woman, you might not be enough to die ten thousand times."

"...You know everything, you might as well tell me everything."

Hearing Gu Ying's harsh voice, Meng Chu suddenly looked forward to things that she didn't know.

"Seventh brother likes you. Can you imagine what it would be like for a person who is so bad that it stinks, and loves someone so cautiously? He treasured your photo and never exposed it for many years. Even I, the closest person to him , are not qualified to know."

Of course she knew about the photo.

On the island, in Tang Jinglan's study, the wall is full of her photos.

"That's his business, it has nothing to do with me. Gu Ying, you called just to talk about this, let's stop here. As for the things I said I don't know, I will ask Mu Yanzheng."

"Ask him? Meng Chu...hehehe..."

Gu Ying's sudden laugh made her hair stand on end.

She held the phone with her hand, trembling slightly.

"I went to you for Johnson's sake. Since you can't go back to the past, there's no need for us to contact you again. Goodbye, Gu Ying."

Without giving the other party a chance to speak again, Meng Chu hung up decisively and finally deleted it.

In the afternoon, Mu Yanzheng went back very early.

Passing downstairs, the servant was cleaning, and asked casually, "Where's Madam?"

"upstairs."

The servant didn't think twice.

When Meng Chu came back from outside, he never went downstairs again.

Mu Yanzheng stepped up to the second floor, pushed open the bedroom door, and was a little surprised to see Meng Chu lying on the bed.

"Why... are you uncomfortable?"

Although she was lying down, she did not sleep.

Holding a fashion magazine in his hand, he read it with gusto.

"pretty good."

He didn't look at him, his eyes were still fixed on the publication.

Mu Yanzheng took off his suit jacket, hung it on the hanger, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

After looking at her for a few seconds, he finally landed on her flat belly.

Meng Chu felt that one side of the bed had collapsed slightly, and moved the magazine in front of him to look at him.

At the same time, he shifted his gaze to meet hers.

"Mu's has a batch of jewelry, but it is not satisfactory to the partner, can you modify it?"

"Did you make a mistake?"

Meng Chu asked back, sitting up from the bed.

Mu Yanzheng moved a position, moved closer to her, and jokingly said, "That's right. Although you are a fashion designer, you are still an expert in jewelry."

As he spoke, he reached out to touch her face.

Meng Chu was a little annoyed, and slapped his hand away without any scruples, his face slightly annoyed: "What business did you and Tang Jinglan cause back then, to the point where you and I died?"

When the words came out, Mu Yanzheng's originally smiling face turned livid in an instant.

"Who told you that."

"No one, I guessed it myself."

Meng Chu felt guilty and turned his face away.

Mu Yanzheng stared straight at her curvaceous side face, and said for a long time: "It's better for you not to know about business matters. After all, it's been so long, it's meaningless to mention it again."

Meng Chu turned his head, stared at his face, was silent for a while, and said calmly: "I told you, he once gave Cen Cen a blood transfusion."

"so what?"

Mu Yanzheng got up slowly and left the bed, his voice was even colder.

Meng Chu has long been used to it. He raised his eyes to meet his cold eyes, and said slowly: "So, I have the right to know about your affairs and his affairs. I can't be ignorant when I receive favors from others."