Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

In the restaurant, Meng Chu told Mother Mu about meeting Xie Rou.

She was as surprised as Meng Chu when she learned that Xie Rou was Jin Yan.

"Jin Yan is Xie Rou, why didn't we think of it from the beginning."

"If it weren't for the third aunt, we would still be in the dark about this matter."

"This woman, I should have found out from the beginning. She used to pester Yan Zheng, but now she has changed her face and name, and she is pestering Ah Li again. What happened to our Mu family in our previous life, we must be entangled with this woman .”

Mother Mu gritted her teeth in hatred.

Because of what happened in the past two days, Meng Chu had no appetite at all. After two mouthfuls of porridge, he lost his appetite.

"I am full."

After speaking, she was about to get up and leave.

Mu's mother saw that there were so many bowls of porridge left, and couldn't help but stop her: "Ah Chu, you can't do this."

Meng Chu stood still, turned around and touched his stomach, helplessly: "I really can't eat."

"I'll make soup for you, if you're tired, go up and lie down first."

With that said, Mother Mu walked around the dining table and took away her remaining porridge bowl that was only moved in two mouthfuls.

Meng Chu went upstairs with heavy steps, feeling inexplicably lonely in his heart.

Divorcing Mu Yanzheng in the past was also the same feeling. Now, he is just missing, and it's not like he won't come back forever. Why do you still feel this way?
Holding the handle of the bedroom, she thought of something and turned to look at the piano room.

Too many things happened in the past two days, so the teacher didn't let her come.

In a huge house, once something is added and suddenly no longer appears, there will be some nostalgia for people.

Meng Chu pushed the door open and went in, turned on the light in the room, looked at the piano, and a picture of Mu Yanzheng playing the piano at Mu's family flashed in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, she couldn't hold back a chuckle.

"Mommy."

Behind him, his son's voice came, and Meng Chu turned his head abruptly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was still in the future, and he put it away, and saw Mu Cen trotting over.

He was wearing pajamas, his hair stood tall, and his face was a little dazed, as if he had just woken up.

"Why did you get up?"

"I was worried about Mommy, so I squinted for a while."

As he said that, he even stretched out his thumb and made a comparison.

Meng Chu wanted to turn off the lights and close the door, but this little guy jumped in front of her first and entered the piano room.

"Although, I don't understand, but it sounds pretty good."

"Where did you hear that?"

Usually, he was at school when the teacher came, and when he came back from school, the piano teacher had already left.

"Su Ning played it."

"You mean little lemon?"

"Well, once, I went to Grandma Su's house with my grandma, and she insisted on dragging me to listen to her play. Although I don't like her, the sound is still very good."

Meng Chu raised his brows and eyes slightly as he listened, a little unbelievable that his son would say such words that only adults can understand.

So, he stroked his head and patiently comforted him: "Cen Cen, Little Lemon is a younger sister, if you don't like her, don't say it in front of her in the future."

"Okay, I won't say anything."

Mu Cen responded perfunctorily, those bright black eyes were falling on the piano at this moment.

The mother and son stayed in the piano room for a while, and Mu's mother came up with the soup. She didn't see anyone in the bedroom, but suddenly heard the sound of the piano: "When..."

Putting the soup on the table, Mother Mu went out to go to the piano room, when Meng Chu came out with her son.

"I said you were tired and lying in the room."

Although Mu's mother was worried about her body, she still looked at her rare smile more.

"I'm interested in it for a while, come and have a look."

Mother Mu couldn't answer this explanation.

She sent Mu Cen back to her room, and signaled Meng Chu to drink the soup quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold.

Entering the bedroom, Meng Chu changed his clothes, and then sat down at the soup table.

Looking at the mushroom tofu soup in front of him, Meng Chu smacked his lips, but still lost his appetite.

She turned on her mobile phone and searched for the latest news. Apart from some from the entertainment industry, there were also some folk tales from parents.

Meng Chu sighed, turned off the phone, and even though he had no appetite, he still swallowed half a bowl.

When she went downstairs to deliver the bowl, she ran into Mrs. Yu who was pouring water in her pajamas downstairs.

When the two passed by, Mrs. Yu stopped Meng Chu.

"Ma'am, has the young master not come back yet?"

Meng Chu immediately became sensitive to these words.

"Sister Yu, did you find something?"

"Hey, what I can find is that when the young master left that day, he was driving an old car."

The so-called old car is a car that has been parked in the garage for nearly one or two years.

Meng Chu immediately cheered up and thought of a problem at the same time.

That was when the old house caught fire, none of the cars in Mu Yanzheng's garage remained, and all of them were reduced to ashes. Now where did the so-called old cars come from?
"You don't know, before you came, the young master crashed a car while drinking, and kept it in the car repair shop. After the accident happened in the old house, he moved here, and he drove the car back to put it away. Into the garage. But I haven’t seen him use it for a long time, but when I went out yesterday, I just drove the one.”

"..."

After saying this, Meng Chu was stunned.

Aunt Yu noticed that she was holding a soup bowl in her hand, she hurriedly put the water glass aside, took it away and took it to the kitchen.

Meng Chu felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be flowing backwards. When he went upstairs, his whole body was dull and stiff.

At night, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.Over and over in her mind, what Aunt Yu said to her echoed.

"The old car driven by the young master!"

Meng Chu sat up abruptly, and found that the room was pitch black. The bright moonlight outside the window, reflected on the curtains of the bay window, still couldn't replace the darkness of the room.

She got out of bed, came to the window barefoot, opened a corner of the curtain, raised her face slightly, looked at the half moon in the distant sky, and asked in her heart, Mu Yanzheng, where are you?
At this moment, the mobile phone she placed by the bed flashed.

Meng Chu didn't know how long he stood there. He didn't turn around and return to the bed until he felt the coolness seep in.

I was going to check the time on my phone, but saw a text message on it:
[I'm going back to my country. 】

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, Meng Chu didn't pay much attention to it. He turned off the phone and lay down, forcing himself to fall asleep.

The next day, early in the morning, Meng Chu was awakened by a knock on the door.

Because she didn't have a good rest, her head was dizzy, and she seemed to be pricked by a needle from time to time.

But the knocking on the door never stopped.

Regardless of her discomfort, she opened the car door and saw Mrs. Yu standing outside with an anxious face.

"Ma'am, something happened."

Meng Chu woke up instantly, "What's wrong?"

"The old lady sent the young master to school in the morning, but the car broke down and there was an accident, the driver died on the spot."

"Grandma and Cen Cen!"

"It has been sent to the hospital..."

Before Madam Yu finished speaking, Meng Chu had already rushed downstairs.

She was wearing pajamas, and Mrs. Yu was afraid that she would be cold, so she hurried to get another thick coat.

When they chased him out, it happened that Meng Chu was about to drive away.

"Outside is no better than home, you put this on before you go."

Sister Yu stopped in front of the car, Meng Chu calmed down a little, got out of the car and put on a thick coat, only then remembered that the phone was still upstairs.