Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

At the very moment, a motorcycle sped up, mixed with a long cry, and directly hit the homeless man who had already stretched out his hand towards Meng Chu.

The motorcycle landed not far away, and the homeless man was also knocked flying far away, lying on the ground twitching a few times, and lost his breath.

Still in shock, Meng Chu tried to get up and look for his son.

As soon as he arrived at a place with light, he fell into a familiar embrace and looked up at those worried eyes.

She couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears with a 'wow', grabbed Mu Yanzheng's tie and almost strangled him to death.

Mu Yanzheng carried her back to the car, and waited quietly for her to cry enough before asking aloud, "What are you doing here at night?"

Meng Chu didn't respond.

She wanted to get out of the car to look for her son, but when she raised her leg, she touched the wound on her knee.

"Sigh~"

Only then did Mu Yanzheng realize that she had an injury on her leg, so she handed over the scene to Chu Ci to clean up, and then took Meng Chu to a nearby hospital.

"No water for a week."

The doctor ordered while treating the wound.

Meng Chu also came here, and found that not only his knee was injured, but also the sole of his foot was punctured by something, probably because he was too nervous and numb at that time.

"Where is my son?"

Mu Yanzheng carried her back into the car, she struggled to get off the ground.

"At Chuci's place, you have 120 confidence."

Meng Chu glared at her, returned the suit he was wearing, and limped towards the hospital gate.

Looking at her in such a mess, Mu Yanzheng just wanted to laugh.

"You are still the same as before, so stubborn."

Meng Chu paused, looked at the dimly lit street lights ahead, gritted his teeth, and continued to move forward.

How could Mu Yanzheng let her go on like this, stepped forward a few steps, and carried her back to the car.

"Xiao Zhen, drive."

With an order, the driver drove away from the hospital.

Meng Chu struggled from his arms and moved to the seat next to him.

Mu Yanzheng looked at her, those deep and cold eyebrows were dyed with a touch of softness at this moment.

"Is it because if I don't call you, you don't know to call me."

Meng Chu turned his face away, too lazy to talk to him.

It was rare for him to be thick-skinned, and continued: "Fortunately, my call was timely, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

The latter sentence seemed to refer to Meng Chu's pain point, and she finally turned her head and stared at him motionlessly.

The two just looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

The cramped carriage was filled with a weird and embarrassing atmosphere.

After an unknown amount of time, the driver parked the car in front of a villa, and Mu Yanzheng got out of the car to hug Mengchu.

With a cold face, she asked him, "Where is this?!"

"It's getting late, you need to rest."

Mu Yanzheng's attitude was a bit tough, but Meng Chu was even more paranoid than him.

"send me home."

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Mu Yanzheng bowed and faced the inside of the car, while Meng Chu moved towards the other door, and the two of them remained deadlocked.

As time passed, Meng Chu suddenly realized that he hadn't bought the peony seedlings for his mother yet.

She looked at Mu Yanzheng's aura, relaxed a little, and said, "Can you take me somewhere."

She has been abroad for four years, and she is already unfamiliar with the plan of Rongcheng.

Mu Yanzheng raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then looked at her again.

"Say it, I'll accompany you."

"Flower Market."

Meng Chu pursed his lips tightly.

Mu Yanzheng frowned, exited the carriage, and straightened up.

"It's almost ten o'clock now, except for the entertainment occasions, almost everyone is off work. However, since you want to go, I also need conditions."

"As long as it's not too much, I can promise you."

Meng Chu hesitated for a moment and relaxed his guard against him.

Mu Yanzheng sat back in the car, and the driver followed him back to the cab.

Meng Chu thought he was going to take her to the flower market, but when she got off the car, she found it was a manor.

"Why didn't I know you like growing flowers?"

Helping her get out of the car, Mu Yanzheng asked casually.

Meng Chu glanced at him, a little annoyed.

"What did you bring me here for? I'm going to the flower market."

"The flowers there are as precious as here?"

Mu Yanzheng was arrogant and wanted to hug her but was blocked: "I can walk by myself."

Deciding to let go of the past, she inexplicably rejected him in her heart.

The owner of the manor was a middle-aged man, knowing they were coming, he led them to the greenhouse in the backyard.

A [-]-square-meter steel structure hut, which is filled with various types of flower seedlings.

Meng Chu sized it up and said to the owner of the manor, "I want some peonies that have already grown."

As she spoke, she made gestures.

The other party understood instantly, entered the room holding a pot of peony seedlings with arm length, came to her, and asked, "Is this what you are looking for?"

Meng Chu's eyes lit up, and he nodded happily.

"Yes, that's it."

Seeing this, she suddenly thought of Xie's garden.

Could it be that the flowers my mother asked for were for the Xie family?

"what price?"

Meng Chu made a gesture to take out his mobile phone, but when he suddenly thought of hiding from the homeless man, he lost it in a panic.

"It's all friends, I'll send you off."

The man smiled and glanced at Mu Yanzheng, then turned to Mengchu.

She knew it was for Mu Yanzheng's sake, so she just made a silent note in her heart and returned it to Mu Yanzheng in the future.

On the way back, Mu Yanzheng kept staring at the peony seedlings.

But Meng Chu didn't want to look at it, instead he turned to the outside.

"What are your conditions?"

After a long time, Meng Chu asked.

Mu Yanzheng gave the driver his name without answering.

When it was time, Meng Chu found out that he wanted her to stay with him for a night.

Looking at the unfamiliar duplex apartment, Meng Chu took the initiative to say: "I lost my mobile phone, use your mobile phone to make a call."

"Your son is with Chuci, don't worry."

Mu Yanzheng took off his suit jacket and went upstairs without looking at her.

Meng Chu was in a hurry.

"I'll call my husband. If we don't go back at night, he will be worried."

As soon as the words came out, the figure upstairs stopped suddenly.

He didn't turn around, but Meng Chu couldn't care less.

"Mu Yanzheng, I told you that I'm already married. So, no matter what happened to us before, it's already in the past tense. As for why you didn't marry Xie Rou, that's your business. I'm not interested in knowing. .”

"boom!"

At the same time, there was a loud noise from the stairs, and a mobile phone with a broken screen bounced off it.

Meng Chu stared in astonishment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He intended to let her call, but she didn't need to repeat her marriage, it was undoubtedly exposing scars and killing people.

Mu Yanzheng went upstairs with a gloomy face, Meng Chu picked up the mobile phone on the ground with difficulty, and found that it could not be turned on.

Discouraged, she sat back on the sofa.

At this time, the stomach began to growl.

It suddenly occurred to her that she and her son hadn't had dinner yet.

Thinking of this, she yelled upstairs: "Mu Yanzheng, my son hasn't had dinner yet, can you ask Chu Ci to take him to dinner. The child is hungry, which will affect his height."

The door of the upstairs study room was suddenly opened, and a man in an awe-inspiring look stared at her condescendingly, and said bitterly, "Ah Chu, are you trying to piss me off?"