Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mu Yanzheng couldn't help but feel uncomfortable watching Meng Chu gently comforting other people's children.

Before Xu Xiangnan came, he turned and went upstairs.

Meng Chu's whole heart was on Little Lemon, and he didn't care about his feelings at all.He didn't see anyone when he looked up, and he didn't think too much, instead he looked at the stiff man sitting beside him.

"Mr. Su..."

Meng Chu's words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to say them.

The man adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat and looked at Meng Chu.

"How about this, I'll go back first and let my mother come over."

It's his mother, not Little Lemon's mother.

Meng Chu was puzzled, but the man glanced at his daughter, got up and left the living room.

Mu Mu chased him out, he had already entered the courtyard, and he was about to leave the old house.

Back in the living room, Mother Mu sighed: "It's unreliable to ask this man to bring a baby."

Thinking back to his own son and grandson before, and the fact that his autism has not healed, it is because Meng Chu came back and healed on his own.

Because it was difficult to ask in front of Little Lemon, Meng Chu discussed her leg pain, so she was willing to get off Meng Chu's lap.

"Cen Cen, you play with your sister."

Mu Cen nodded obediently.

Meng Chu confidently followed Mu Mu to the kitchen.

As soon as the two entered, Meng Chu couldn't help but ask, "What's the situation, is Little Lemon..."

"divorced."

In three short words, Mumu didn't have any more words.

Meng Chu stayed here for a while, when Xu Xiangnan came with a medicine box.

"Which foot is injured?"

He squatted down, trying to take off Little Lemon's shoes.

"No, I don't want to."

Little Lemon hid and resisted.

Looking up and seeing Meng Chu coming, he didn't care about the pain in his foot, ran towards her, hugged Meng Chu's leg, and cried, "That uncle is good or bad."

"Not bad, uncle is a doctor and wants to check your foot injury with you."

Mu Cen explained loudly on the side, just like a little adult.

Seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth, Xu Xiangnan turned to look at Meng Chu, surprised: "You and Yan Zheng both have a second child?"

Meng Chu was helpless.

"How is it possible. From Mr. Su's house, Little Lemon."

As he said that, Meng Chu picked up Little Lemon, sat down on the sofa, took off her shoes, and coaxed her in a soft voice: "Little Lemon is the best, Little Lemon is a little girl, and girls are very strong." , how can you be afraid?"

The shoes were taken off, revealing a cartoon little yellow sock, the chubby feet were petite and cute.

No matter what Meng Chu said, Little Lemon just curled her lips, feeling aggrieved: "Little Lemon doesn't want to be a girl, Little Lemon is afraid."

Even so, Meng Chu took off her socks.

Xu Xiangnan approached, squatted down, squeezed everywhere, and asked where it hurts.

When you step on it, it hurts for a while, and then you don't feel it.So much so that checking now, there is no serious problem at all.

Little Lemon kept shaking her head, Xu Xiangnan understood, stood up and motioned Meng Chu to put on socks for her.

"How about it?"

"All right."

Xu Xiangnan took off the disposable gloves, looked up and saw Mu Yanzheng standing at the stairs with one hand copying his pocket, with a stern expression on his face.

He walked this way, Meng Chu had already put on the shoes for Little Lemon and stood on the ground.

"I'm going to the banquet later, are you going to take her with me?"

When Mu Yanzheng's slightly cold voice came, Meng Chu subconsciously didn't understand.

At first thought, it turned out that Mu Yanli invited them to get together.

But didn't he say no?
"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, the door slammed.

Mu Yanzheng went to open the door, and then heard the old lady's voice: "Where's Little Lemon?"

Little Lemon was still stuck in Meng Chu's arms, so she had no choice but to remind her, "Grandma is here."

Just after finishing speaking, the gray-haired old lady has entered the living room.

Little Lemon reluctantly got off Meng Chu's lap and ran to the old lady.

"Trouble you, I'll pick her up right away."

The old lady politely thanked Meng Chu.

After sending them to the door, Little Lemon still looked back at Meng Chu every step of the way.

The children are still young, and the adults are divorced.

This made Mengchu think of himself. Fortunately, his son followed her at the time, otherwise he would be like Little Lemon, eager for maternal love.

"Mommy, why does Little Lemon stick to you?"

Back in the living room, Mu Cen asked a very cryptic question.

Meng Chu looked at Mu Yanzheng, leaned over and touched his head, "You are still young, when you grow up, you will understand."

"But have I grown up?"

He tilted his head back and puffed out his cheeks.

Meng Chu didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so he patted him on the shoulder, "It's time to eat, let's see if grandma cooks the cooked meal."

"Ok."

Although the little guy was disappointed, he still went to the kitchen obediently.

Xu Xiangnan wanted to leave with the suitcase, but Mu Yanzheng didn't want to keep her, and she couldn't talk.

But he approached anyway and bowed to him very formally.

This move shocked Xu Xiangnan.

He looked at Mu Yanzheng at the side in a daze, and looked at Meng Chu who was incoherent: "What's wrong, this is..."

Meng Chu straightened up, his eyes fell on his legs in suit pants, he hesitated to speak: "Your legs..."

Only then did Xu Xiangnan understand what she meant by her actions, and she immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay, otherwise, how can I return to work?"

"Then another day, I'll treat you to dinner."

Meng Chu's invitation is extremely rare.

Xu Xiangnan glanced at Mu Yanzheng, nodded and smiled in agreement.

"Okay."

After seeing him off, when Mu Yanzheng returned, his expression was as cold as ever and expressionless.

Meng Chu took the initiative to go over, held his face on tiptoes, blinked innocently, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

For a long time, he looked away and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was suppressing something.

Meng Chu knew that he was uncertain, so since he didn't want to talk about it, he didn't force him.

When he was about to close his hand, he grabbed it instead, his eyes met, and his eyes turned red.

"If it wasn't for that time, would our children be able to run in the field?"

The voice was not loud, but it suddenly hit Meng Chu's heart.

Bringing back memories is like killing people, she doesn't want to.

"When did you become so sentimental, didn't you still have Cen Cen?"

Meng Chu raised a smile, as bright as the sun in April.

"It's not the same, maybe it's a girl, just like the child just now..."

Hearing his slightly choked up words, Meng Chu was astonished as if waking up from a dream: "Do you like girls?"

Then he said to himself: "Yes, it is said that girls are father's little lovers."

He stopped talking, just stared blankly into her eyes.

At this moment, Mother Mu's voice came from behind: "It's time to eat."

Meng Chu put his foot down and withdrew his hand.

When the two entered the dining room, Mu Cen was already sitting at the dining table, holding his cheeks with his hands, also looking bitter and bitter.

Meng Chu thought of Mu Yanzheng, then looked at his son, and sighed in his heart, they really are a father and son!
After the two sat down, Meng Chu suddenly turned his head: "Didn't you say that Mu Yanli..."

"I lied to you."

Mu Yanzheng didn't look at her, picked up the chopsticks, and started to eat by himself.

Mu Cen on the opposite side looked at Meng Chu, and his gaze was fixed on Mu Yanzheng.

"Little Lemon doesn't have a mommy, is it the same as I didn't have a dad back then?"

The originally quiet restaurant suddenly fell into a state of stillness because of this sentence.