Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

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Mu Yanzheng subconsciously turned around and glanced at her.

From the moment the elevator went downstairs, it was only him and her.

After stopping halfway, the employees saw that it was the boss, and they all went to the next elevator.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Manni couldn't help but secretly happy.

Just as she was about to speak, the elevator suddenly stopped on the tenth floor.

The door opened, and Mu Yanzheng strode out.

Lin Manni also saw clearly the department on the floor she was on—the Jewelry Products Department.

The moment the elevator door closed, she clenched her fingers tightly.

Good upbringing prevents her from revealing her gaffe.

Going downstairs and out of the Mu Group, she saw Meng Chu standing next to a white Cayenne parked at the door.

She wanted to strike up a conversation, but she was afraid that the employees coming out of the building would gossip.

So, she deliberately slowed down and pretended to look at her mobile phone.

Until the number of people gradually decreased, he finally mustered up the courage to approach Meng Chu.

"Miss Meng..."

She does not call Madam, this is the last stubbornness.

Meng Chu looked away from the phone and turned to her.

"..."

"I'm President Mu's assistant, and my name is Lin Manni."

It was the woman who almost married Mu Yanli, how could she not know.

Meng Chu squinted at her slightly, with a trace of puzzlement in his eyes.

Mu Yanli had just invited her to get together, and now this woman took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

Suddenly, Mengchu felt that they were really suitable.

"Are you looking for me... for something?"

Meng Chu is used to getting straight to the point and going straight to the point.

Lin Manni looked at her smiling expression, and she had planned something in her heart for a long time, but suddenly she didn't know how to say it.

After thinking for a while, I blurted out: "I heard that you are a designer, and I want to learn from you."

"study?"

Meng Chu frowned, but his smile didn't fade.

"Yes, I learned all kinds of painting when I was young, so I should be very talented in design. And I heard that the group jewelry store lacks designers."

"But I'm a fashion designer, and Mu Shi doesn't dabble in it."

Meng Chu named the core problem in one sentence.

Lin Manni squeezed the strap of her bag with her hand, slowly dripping with sweat.

Even though it was late autumn, she still felt so hot.

While the two were in a stalemate, Mu Yanzheng came out from the outside.

Meng Chu saw it and waved to him.

Lin Manni turned her head and her face turned pale.

At this moment, Meng Chu asked, "Where does Miss Lin live, do you need us to take you back?"

Mu Yanzheng walked past her, and was just about to pull the car door, when he saw a figure drifting by, his hand resting on the handlebars, and took it back.

Meng Chu was driving, he wanted to sit in the back, but now...

Mu Yanzheng looked over at Meng Chu, who shrugged helplessly and turned to the cab.

Mu Yanzheng, who had been deliberating outside for a long time, finally opened the co-pilot's door.

Lin Manni was immersed in Mu Yanzheng abandoning the back seat and getting into the co-pilot when she heard Meng Chu say, "Send Miss Lin back first. Miss Lin, where do you live?"

"Xiangshe Garden."

She said this without any emotion in her tone.

Meng Chu turned his face to look at Mu Yanzheng, who happened to be looking at her too.

The four eyes meet and make eye contact.

The car started, and the route was heading towards Xiangshe Garden.

The cramped carriage was filled with oppressive atmosphere.

After a while, Meng Chu slowed down the car and said to Mu Yanzheng, "Your brother invited us to get together tonight."

Mu Yanzheng, who was distracted by the co-pilot, turned to look at her.

Meng Chu said again: "He will take Jin Yan with him, and he said it's been a long time since he came back, and he didn't have dinner alone with you, so we made an appointment tonight."

"You didn't tell him that I'm not free."

"I said, look at the time, you are busy, he said it's okay to be late, let him know in advance."

Mu Yanzheng didn't say anything more.

The conversation between the two was heard by Lin Manni in the back row, and she felt very uncomfortable.

It turned out that they had reached the point where they had nothing to say and were naturally harmonious.

Suddenly thinking that they had a five-year-old son, Lin Manni couldn't help talking to Meng Chu.

"Miss Meng, I heard from Tezhu Chen that your son is five years old. How do you usually take care of him when you are as busy as you?"

Looking for something to say.

Meng Chu was a little speechless, but still responded: "Usually, grandma is carrying it."

In a word, Lin Manni had nothing to say.

"The Fragrance Garden is here."

Fortunately, at this time, Meng Chu reminded.

Otherwise, she really thought she could die on the spot.

Lin Manni got out of the car, thanked Meng Chu, and ran into the Lin family's villa.

When the car turned around and left, she ran out of the house in a hurry, looking at the car as the dust went away, feeling endlessly disappointed.

**
Meng Chu was driving the car a long way, got out of the car and changed seats with Mu Yanzheng.

"Why didn't you change it just now? Wouldn't it let your staff see that you love your wife?"

Meng Chu, who sat in the co-pilot, laughed and chattered.

Mu Yanzheng started the car, still freed up a hand to rub the back of her head lovingly.

The two went back to the old house, and heard a strange car outside.

Mu Yanzheng glanced curiously.

Meng Chu guessed that it was the little lemon's father who came to pick her up.

As he entered the courtyard, he saw the living room inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, with shadows of people shaking.

Mu Yanzheng opened the door first and went in, just in time to bump into the person who was going out.

Both men took a step back and heard a 'wow'.

It turned out that Little Lemon's father, Mr. Su, stepped on his daughter's foot when he stepped back.

The little girl squatted on the ground in pain and cried loudly.

Hearing this, Meng Chu quickly pulled Mu Yanzheng away, and squeezed past another man to hold the child in his arms.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Little Lemon is the strongest."

"Auntie, my foot hurts."

The little girl cried pear blossoms with rain, and she still complained with sobs.

After all, he is not from his own family, and Meng Chu is not easy to criticize.

Holding Little Lemon in her arms, she turned to look at her father.

The man wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looking at the gentle and honest man.

But the expensiveness of a suit is enough to show that the status is not low.

"Advanced room."

Mu Yanzheng was blocked outside and couldn't get in.

Meng Chu heard it, glanced at the man, and entered the living room with Little Lemon in his arms.

She was crying so hard that her forehead was covered with sweat.

Mother Mu, grandma and grandson both stood aside, watching Meng Chu coax the child.

Mu Yanzheng was going to go upstairs, but now he is also standing below.

"Little Lemon, Dad is wrong."

The man pushed his glasses, apologized to his daughter who had stopped crying, and asked for forgiveness.

She didn't say a word, just lay in Meng Chu's arms, playing with Meng Chu's hair.

"Or, let grandma come and pick it up."

After a while of silence, Mother Mu suggested.

The man didn't speak, and kept looking at his daughter.

Meng Chuyong took a few paper towels from the coffee table, wiped Little Lemon's tears, and comforted him in a warm voice: "Little Lemon, you see that Dad has admitted his mistakes. If you still refuse to forgive, then Dad should be sad."

"But my feet hurt."

The little girl felt wronged, and she didn't want to give her father a look at all.

Helpless, Meng Chu raised his head and looked at Mu Yanzheng, who was on the sidelines as a spectator, "Why don't you let the doctor come over?"

"I'll call Xiangnan."

Xu Xiangnan returned from abroad, after a physical examination, he has returned to work.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and Mu Mu greeted him, and he sat down on the sofa.