Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Haoting Private Club is located on the mountainside in the eastern suburb of Rongcheng City.Generally, the people who come here are mostly top-notch and wealthy.

It's not surprising that someone like Mu Yanzheng can come here.

But Meng Chu, who got off the elevator, was a little lost.

The first floor is like an ancient Goulan maze, full of antique flavors, but quiet and pleasant.

Passing through an artificial bamboo grove, you can see a large empty room in front of you. There are long rosewood chairs for people to relax on both sides of the floor, each of which is decorated with cushions with the word "Fu" on a red background and yellow characters. The shallow stream pool sunken into the ground is crystal clear, and you can see the small white stones at the bottom of the pool. There are several small goldfishes of different colors swimming happily around.

In the room, only the small lights on the roof are lit, creating a special charm.

Meng Chu walked through quickly, and at the end came across a beautiful woman in a cheongsam.

"Hello, how do I get to the exit?"

The beauty sized her up and pointed in one direction.

Meng Chu thanked him and left quickly.

Along the way, she rarely met people again.

After all, it was already late at this time.

When she finally saw the front desk when she came in, she relaxed and let out a long breath.

Just standing under the eaves of the doorway, footsteps came from behind.

Mu Yanzheng was wearing a suit and leather shoes, a thin black woolen overcoat, and a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Meng Chu looking at him, he immediately snuffed out the half-smoked cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray inside the door.

"Let's go."

When the two went down the steps, the car happened to be driven by someone.

Mu Yanzheng then got in, and Meng Chu got into the co-pilot.

Afraid of the smell of smoke, he deliberately opened the window, just in time for the woman standing in front of the upstairs window to stand with arms crossed.

"Xiaoya, what are you looking at?"

"man."

Watching the car start and go down the mountain, Wen Ya raised her eyebrows and smiled wantonly.

The woman who was talking to her also came to the window, but saw nothing.

"You're a little out of proportion today."

The woman withdrew her gaze and cast a glance at her.

Wen Ya put down her arms, walked in, sat down on the sofa, picked up the cigar on the coffee table in front of her and put it to her mouth, immediately a beauty in cheongsam came and squatted on the ground to help light it.

She took a puff, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, leaned on the sofa enjoying herself, and said slowly: "Mu, Yan, Zheng."

The woman standing at the window walked up and down, seeing her intoxicated face, she couldn't help joking: "You won't like it, will you?"

Wen Ya ignored him, and said to himself: "This man in his 30s is just attractive."

"I heard that she is married."

"What's the matter? In Wen Ya's place, it's the ability to get on the bed."

"You don't have the second master of the Tang family?"

The woman teased and reminded.

Wen Ya glanced at her with reluctance on her face: "Mysterious."

"he?"

"If it's not him, it could be me. We've known each other for a few months, and I almost always took the initiative. I'm bored and have no challenge."

"You are a scumbag, love the other when you see one."

"No, I believe, this one will be the last."

Saying that, Wen Ya leaned over, knocked the cigarette butt into the ashtray, squinted her eyes and took another puff, "You said, this fate is really wonderful. I met him in Xinglin Lane when I first arrived in Rongcheng, and I thought I would never have the chance to see him again." , who would have thought that we would run into each other again at today's judging meeting."

"I see, it's not fate, but evil fate."

"Cut, don't hold me back. As a person, I won't give up if I can't catch up."

Wen Ya rolled her eyes at the woman, leaned back again, and began to fantasize about how she should speak the first sentence when she saw Mu Yanzheng tomorrow.

**
Meng Chu and Mu Yanzheng returned to the old house, it was almost morning.

Washed up in a hurry, lay on the bed, just closed my eyes, the mobile phone placed by the bed suddenly rang loudly.

Before Meng Chu reached out, Mu Yanzheng took it away first, and his face turned pale instantly.

Meng Chu was surprised, and sat up with his arms propped up. Out of the corner of his eye, he scanned the number on the phone that was still jumping, and swallowed subconsciously.

It turned out that for the convenience of identifying people, she directly stored Tang Jinglan's name in his number.

The two stalemate for a few seconds, Mu Yanzheng decisively clicked to refuse, and blocked him casually.

Throwing the phone back to its original place, he glanced at Meng Chu with a hint of hostility.

Meng Chu felt guilty, and his posture remained rigid.

Until Mu Yanzheng lay down and turned his back to her, playing childish temper, she took the initiative to approach him like a deflated balloon, shook his shoulder, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, because of Gu Ying, I didn't give up during the day. He called, who knows how he got back to me at this point."

Mu Yanzheng closed his eyes without responding.

Meng Chu pushed, but when there was no movement, he straightened her body with his hands, and found that with her eyes closed, she wanted to give up.

The two of them had never quarreled before, but if it was because of another man, Meng Chu didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

It's just that the reconciliation didn't take long.

With the help of the dim wall lamp, she stared at him for a full ten minutes, and finally drew her eyes away from him to get her mobile phone.

Tang Jinglan called at this time, could it be that he went back to Jiangcheng and wanted to see Gu Ying?
Some questions arose in his heart, and Meng Chu was about to release him from the blacklist and send a message to ask one.

As soon as the finger touched the blacklist, Mu Yanzheng's cold voice sounded in the silent space: "Are you really planning to keep in touch with him?"

Meng Chu looked up, and the light from the phone screen made her cheeks pale.

For a long time, she muttered: "I thought you would never talk to me again."

Turning off the phone, she moved closer to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her whole body against him, and kissed his side cheeks, coquettishly and innocently said: "You know my feelings for you, and you have wronged me like this, Mu Yan Why are you so hateful?"

In the end is soft-hearted.

Mu Yanzheng slowly turned his head to meet her gaze. He stepped forward and kissed her lips in a threatening tone: "You know that Tang Jinglan and I are at odds with each other, yet you still contact him behind my back. Ah Chu, what should I do with you? Do I have to use force?"

"..."

Looking at his dark eyes, Meng Chu was a little confused.

She didn't have any other ideas. Apart from Tang Jinglan's chance meeting abroad, she really couldn't explain the matter of Gu Ying.

"However, the call came in time, and it turned out that he was still alive."

Mu Yanzheng said something coldly, which made Mengchu puzzled again.

Most of the time, she found that she didn't know anything about the man in front of her.

In the past three years of marriage, she had no chance to participate in his affairs.Two people are like lovers who are under the same roof and can share the same bed.After going out, they were busy with work, and they didn't even have a meal together on important festivals.

Now going round and round, they remarried again.

Although she has changed a lot compared to before, she is still in a state of confusion.

In his, Mu Yanzheng's career, she only added to the flames with her expertise when he needed her to participate.Most of the time, in addition to her identity as Mrs. Mu, she is more of a designer, Meng Chu.

"It's late, go to sleep."

For a long time, he held her cheek with one hand, exhorting her in a gentle voice.

The moment Meng Chu watched him pull the quilt for her and slowly closed his eyes, he inexplicably wanted to pierce his heart to see what was hidden inside.