Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Mu Yanli came out of the private villa.

Sitting in the car, he didn't start the car for a long time, and slowly turned his head to look at a certain room on the second floor, his eyes were full of complexities.

It turned out that they all looked down on him and thought he was like a waste.

Yes Ye, and so does Jin Yan.

In the bedroom on the second floor, after Mu Yanli went out, Xie Rou stood up from the sofa, and limped behind the gauze curtain of the window.

Seeing that the car downstairs hadn't moved for a long time, she showed a mocking expression.

But after a few seconds, as she watched the car leave, her expression changed slightly, and tears rolled down her face.

500 million rescued the mother!
She limped and worked with the lawyer for a long time, but Mu Yanzheng said that all her efforts were in vain.

Why can he cover the sky with one hand in Rongcheng? It's so difficult for her to survive.

They fell in love so much back then, why did they abandon her so cruelly in an instant!
Not fair, so unfair!
All this is because of Meng Chu, it was her in the beginning, and it is still her now!Why does she have to linger, why can she escape in the fire!

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Xie Rou fell seriously ill.

Mu Yanli returned 500 million to his father and just came back from the hospital.

Mu Yunting was eating in the restaurant, looking very bad.

Mu Yanli entered the restaurant and handed him a bank card, but he didn't see him answering it for a long time.

Third Aunt Mu looked at the father and son, but did not dare to say anything.

Seeing that Mu Yanli didn't answer, he put the card directly on the dining table, turned around and was about to go out.

Third Aunt Mu glanced at Mu Yunting, and followed Mu Yanli out of the restaurant.

"Ah Li, you... just came back from the hospital? Isn't it Ye? Why..."

"No, she's still waiting for me to eat at home."

Mu Yanli acted like a good husband, patted Third Aunt Mu's arm, and walked out quickly.

Seeing that she was thinking about her daughter-in-law, Third Aunt Mu grinned happily.

Back at the restaurant, seeing that the card was still where it was just now, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared little by little.

"I'll just yell at you, and I'm paying you back now. This is another attitude. I really don't know how you are a father."

Third Aunt Mu muttered, and Mu Yunting slowly raised his head, looking over with a hint of displeasure.

After a quick glance, he lowered his head to eat again.

Seeing this, Third Aunt Mu looked straight at him.

"He asked about Xie Rou recently, do you know?"

Mu Yunting finally stopped eating and said, "A dead person, ask her what she is doing."

"How would I know. Did you have some other plan to deal with Ah Zheng?"

"Snapped!"

Third Aunt Mu just stretched her head out to finish speaking, when Mu Yunting slapped the table suddenly, she shivered with fright.

"Azheng, Ahzheng, why do you call him so dear, is he your son or something."

Mu Yunting didn't express his anger at all, and just blamed Third Aunt Mu on the opposite side.

Third Aunt Mu was wronged, looking into his eyes, there was mist in an instant.

After all, Mu Yunting's heart softened, and he lowered his head and sighed, "No wonder Ah Li is so stupid, I think it's inherited from you."

Third Aunt Mu is usually joking and joking, but at critical moments, she is really out of her mind.

Back then, because Meng Chu was a designer, she got so close to Meng Chu because she was better than those wives in jewelry, and she couldn't even hide her liking for him.

In addition, Mu Yunting has a penchant for masculinity, and hardly cares about her except money, which causes her to often run to the old house.

The temperament of the sharp mouth gradually seemed to be smoothed out.

"He is your son, and you can't change the fact."

Third Aunt Mu was wronged, she lowered her head and picked up the meal.

Mu Yunting ignored it, but picked up the card, but after looking at it for a long time, he still didn't take it.

Before leaving, he left a message, "The card will be sent back to him tomorrow."

Third Aunt Mu suddenly raised her head and said happily, "Are you not angry anymore?"

Mu Yunting turned his back to her, and said without warmth: "I'm only angry because he used the company's funds without my permission."

There was a bit of paternal love in these words, and Aunt Mu was moved.

"I'll tell him later."

Ignoring the meal, I hurried around the dining table and took away the bank card.

At the same time, Mu Yanzheng's Narada Manor.

After Meng Chu washed up, he was applying face cream in front of the mirror.

From the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Mu Yanzheng entering the bedroom, and said directly, "Well, Third Aunt borrowed money from me today."

Mu Yanzheng, who was about to enter the cloakroom, suddenly backed out.

"doing what?"

"She said that the beauty counter at the Huimei Mall failed some quality inspection, which led to her being fined for participating in shares. The key is, 300 million."

She came over and made a three with her fingers.

"You borrowed it?"

"No, Ye gave it to me."

Meng Chu shook his head, Mu Yanzheng stepped forward, held her face and kissed her forehead, and said in a gentle voice, "You'd better not get involved in their family affairs."

"hold head high."

Watching him turn around, she rubbed her face gently.

Mu Yanzheng, who entered the cloakroom, was still thinking about the 300 million that Meng Chu said.

While changing clothes, he sent Chen An a text message:
[Is the quality inspection of cosmetics counters in Huimei Mall once a year, or how long? 】

Quick on that end, reply:
[One year.Huimei has not started yet, and it is estimated to be around New Year's Day. 】

Mu Yanzheng's clothes were half off, and when he saw the message, he frowned slightly.

In less time, why did she say that the fine for the quality inspection required money?

"What are you doing?"

Standing at the door of the cloakroom, Meng Chu saw someone wearing one suit sleeve and taking off the other.

Mu Yanzheng quickly turned off the phone, put it aside, and then took off the other sleeve.

"recently, I am busy?"

Meng Chu approached, glanced at the mobile phone on the side, and deliberately delayed his voice.

When Mu Yanzheng listened, his heart skipped a beat.

He casually pulled off the tie, turned around and hugged her in his arms, smelling her smell, and said in a low voice, "It's not busy. It's you, I heard that some Bazaar star is coming."

"Gao Feng is in charge, I give them guidance, and the finished designs are already making clothes."

"correct."

Meng Chu broke free from his arms, raised his face, and said seriously: "Last time you said that Chengyuan's artists have additional outfits, who else have you thought of using?"

"They have agents, I don't need to care about these."

"Then... can I give you some advice?"

"Johnson has a lot of free time recently, you see..."

"He's a designer? Isn't he selling clothes? His clothes are too cheap."

"What, I don't mean to let Chengyuan's artist wear his home, I let him design."

"..."

Mu Yanzheng was speechless, but his expression clearly showed rejection.

Meng Chu stepped forward and approached him, actively wrapping his arms around his waist.

"After all, he is my apprentice, and I have seen the works he designed."

Gu Ying's condition requires a large amount of expensive medical expenses, but the Johnson & Johnson store may not last long.

He has a dream, and Meng Chu has always known it.

As a friend, he helped himself, how could she do nothing?

"Let Chen An go to Chengyuan tomorrow."

"I first thank you for Johnson."

Excited, Meng Chuyi held his face on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

Mu Yanzheng really felt that his belt buckle had hit her lower abdomen, and he was panicked.