Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

On the day of the winter camp, there was snowflakes in Rongcheng early in the morning.

When Mengchu woke up, Mu Yanzheng was already fully dressed and was about to take his son to set off.

She thought that she had neglected the little guy's feelings during the busy period, so when they were about to go out, she also hurriedly dressed and washed briefly, and chased downstairs.

"I'm with you, the school doesn't require parents to attend."

The father and son looked at each other, and Mu Cen said, "No, either side is fine."

"Then I'll go."

As he spoke, Meng Chu stepped forward and took his son's hand.

Instead of refusing, he raised his head and glanced at Mu Yanzheng.

The father and son had never been like this before, which confused Meng Chu a little.

At this time, Mother Mu came over, "Let's go together, you are usually busy, it's rare to have such a good time now."

Meng Chu looked at Mu Yanzheng, who nodded.

Mu Cen also nodded his head twice.

In the car, Mu Yanzheng was driving, and Meng Chu's mother and son were sitting in the back seat.

The heating inside the car is suitable, and the light snow outside the car is gradually thickening.

They first arrived at the school, and then boarded the bus with all their classmates and parents.

On the way, Meng Chu suddenly got motion sickness.

Looking at the wild scenery constantly flashing outside, she felt a tumbling in her stomach, straight to her throat.

"I'm a little sick."

Across Mu Cen in the middle, Meng Chu whispered to Mu Yanzheng.

He hurriedly looked for the water cup he brought, and the emergency bag.

At this moment, the parent sitting in the front row heard him and kindly handed him motion sickness medicine, "Take one, it's very useful."

Just as Mu Yanzheng was about to pick it up, he suddenly thought of something and withdrew his hand again.

Seeing that he was dressed in an extraordinary outfit, the other party thought it was disgusting, and silently took it back, not daring to strike up a conversation again.

Meng Chu leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes tightly, and his cheeks were pale.

For the convenience of Mu Yanzheng's care, Mu Cen took the initiative to sit in the empty seat next to him.

"My mommy must have an old wound."

He whispered to Mu Yanzheng.

Mu Yanzheng listened, pursed his lips tightly, and did not respond.

Meng Chu felt uncomfortable, lying on his lap, trying his best to fall asleep.

He covered her with his clothes, and his heart was full of worries.

Should take a doctor's, it can ease her discomfort.

"Students, we will arrive in Sanshan City soon, everyone should be sober first. Get off the bus in a while, our parents must take care of their children and enter the hotel in an orderly manner."

The car drove for a long time, passing through a field of pines and forests, the teacher sitting in the front row got up and gave orders to the back.

Meng Chu was woken up and sat up from Mu Yanzheng's arms.

She glanced outside, and gathered her messy hair to her shoulders.

"Where is this?"

"In front is Sanshan City."

Mu Yanzheng fiddled with her hair, pinned it behind her ears, and opened the water glass to blow the still steam.

Meng Chu took a sip and felt much better.

"I never got motion sickness before, I don't know what's wrong this time."

She was a little emotional and whispered.

Mu Yanzheng raised one corner of his mouth imperceptibly, but when he turned his head, Mu Cen looked away.

When his eyes met, he quickly moved away and looked outside.

The snow fell not only in Rongcheng, but also in the surrounding small cities.

When they got off the car, there was already a thick layer on the ground outside.

"Cen Cen put this on."

Meng Chu took out a fluffy ear warmer from the big bag he carried with him.

Mu Cen obediently picked it up and put it on the hat.

The woman in the front seat waited until they got out of the car, and then followed behind to lead her daughter down.

"Parents, let's line up consciously, shall we?"

The female teacher held a small red flag in front to direct, and the parents carried their luggage and led their children to stand up in an orderly manner, extending to Meng Chu's family, which was already at the end.

Enter the hotel and register one by one.

When Mu Yanzheng arrived, the front desk took a special look at him.

This caused the parents of the girls who were in the back row to have evil thoughts in their hearts.

"Girl, isn't this arranged by the school? Why is it a big room in the previous one, but a small suite in ours?"

Faced with her unreasonable difficulties, the front desk still kept smiling.

"Ma'am, the room was arranged by the school in advance, but Mr. Mu's family is a special guest of our hotel, so naturally the room will be different."

Hearing this, the woman became interested.

"May I ask what kind of special guest it is?"

"This one……"

"Is there any ulterior secret? Or is it your personal reason?"

"... Ma'am, please be careful with your words."

"Hmph, it's just a famous brand that I see people wearing, and they look good."

Women don't want to be busy in the city, so they take away the room card and don't forget to sarcasm.

This made the two customer service staff at the front desk feel upset.

"Who is it? It's really weird."

"With such a young daughter by my side, such a parent... Tsk tsk."

"Same school with Mr. Mu's children, doesn't look like a rich man."

"It may be that Mr. Mu is keeping a low profile, and his son goes to Pu Primary School."

"Manager Yuan,..."

One was still suspicious in a low voice, while the other suddenly spoke loudly and stood up from the seat.

The person who came was wearing a black work uniform, with Yuan Shikai's name on the badge on the left chest.

"Is Mr. Mu here?"

"Here we are, in room 3902."

The manager hummed lightly, and was about to walk towards the elevator, but suddenly turned around and came back.

"Send the meal coupons to the parents one by one, it's noon soon."

"Ok."

Here, because of motion sickness, Meng Chu lay down as soon as he entered the room.

Mu Yanzheng was on the phone in the living room, while Mu Cen was watching TV.

The snow outside the window fell silently, but it was only a blink of an eye, and everywhere the eyes looked was a vast expanse of whiteness.

The heater in the room was blown up, and Meng Chu fell into a deep sleep after a while.

When the door rang, Mu Cen was the first to jump off the sofa and open the door.

Looking at the man standing outside, he didn't open the door completely, but looked at him with a wary face: "If you have anything to ask our teacher, I'm her student."

"No, kid, I'm the manager here, and my surname is Yuan."

The manager leaned over slightly, pointed to the badge on his chest, and asked with a smile, "Is your father there?"

Mu Cen looked at his badge, thought about it, and nodded.

"Then you wait here."

His voice is cool and cold, but occasionally he looks like a little adult, with an overly clear mind.

Not long after entering, Mu Yanzheng opened the door and came out.

When the manager saw the person coming, he immediately nodded: "Mr. Mu."

Mu Yanzheng glanced at him, turned around and went in again, and came out with a coat and scarf in his hand.

The two walked down the long, carpeted hallway and finally into the elevator.

Meng Chu woke up an hour later. She woke up in bed for a long time, and her stomach suddenly growled.

"Mu Yanzheng."

It was very quiet outside, she called out subconsciously, but what responded to him was the sound of running footsteps, following Mu Cen in.

"Mommy, you're awake."

Suddenly the soft voice was a little delicate.

Meng Chu got off the bed, hugged his son, held his fair little face, and said dotingly, "Where's your father?"