Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Meng Chu noticed Mu Yanzheng's reaction, she raised her head and followed his gaze, looking at Xie Rou with a gloomy face.

Only then slowly withdrew his hand, but still stood in front of Mu Yanzheng, and whispered to him: "If you want to find her, we will never be able to again in this life."

In the past, she was too stupid, and Xie Rou took the lead every time, and was plotted by Xie Rou every time.

Now, she's going to fight back.

It is also to verify that the past four years have passed, whether Mu Yanzheng's so-called wanting to remarry is sincere or just because of the regret of her car accident that year.

"Xiaorou."

Meng Chu was making a bet secretly when he was suddenly pushed aside by Mu Yanzheng, and he ran towards the other end of the corridor.

When she stood up, she saw that tall figure hugging the fainted Xie Rou, disappearing and ending.

you are vicious!
Meng Chu froze in place, gnashing his teeth in hatred.

She was once again disappointed in Mu Yanzheng, just like her marriage four years ago.

Meng Chu returned home in a daze, and lay on the bed without turning on the light.

Xu Shi's mother heard the voice, opened the door of her bedroom, and turned on the light.

Meng Chu subconsciously buried his face in the quilt, but failed to conceal the twitching movements.

"Ah Chu, what's wrong?"

Mother Meng felt something was wrong, she went to the bed and patted her on the shoulder.

Meng Chu was so stubborn that he couldn't afford it, but his sobbing became louder.

"Is there something annoying at work, or..."

Mother Meng sat down by the bed, and the voice she asked revealed a trace of helplessness.

Meng Chu's reaction gradually diminished, but she still didn't want to talk to her mother.

"Mom has neglected you all these years. Now I can't help you with work, and you can't get involved in marriage. If your father is still alive, maybe you can."

"I want to be quiet."

Mother Meng was feeling emotional when Meng Chu suddenly rushed away with a hoarse voice.

The mother and daughter stalemate for a while, Meng Mu got up and left.

Meng Chu sat up from the bed, his eyes were red and swollen.

When she was Mrs. Mu before, even though Mu Yanzheng ignored her, she never had such big mood swings.

Now, crying feels like a form of venting.

She went to wash her face, and looked at the slightly tired face in the mirror, feeling full of disappointment.

What's so good about Xie Rou, why is Mu Yanzheng willing to accompany her whenever she has a slight problem.

Obviously, I knew him first!

The more Meng Chu thought about it, the angrier she became, he picked up the water and threw it at the mirror, and her image was instantly blurred.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, she sat in front of the computer on time, facing half of the composition, and did not make a second stroke for a long time.

But she completely forgot that it was less than two days before she took on this task.

The next day, Meng Chu asked for leave.

Because Mu Yanzheng didn't get through the phone, he went to Hr, but was told that Mengchu didn't come.

I got the address from Lu Han, found Meng Chu's new address, and just arrived at the door and ran into Meng's mother who was back from shopping.

Facing his former mother-in-law, Mu Yanzheng felt a little nervous.

"I heard that Ah Chu asked for leave from the company."

Mother Meng seemed to be the same as before, bored and indifferent to answers.

Mu Yanzheng was left out in the cold, but he didn't give up, and continued to ask: "If she is at home, can she come out to see me?"

Finally, Mother Meng had a response: "Go pick up Cen Cen."

Only then did Mu Yanzheng remember that Mengchu still had a son.

Before, when he asked her, she deliberately avoided talking.

If it belonged to Cheng Feng, then why didn't he take away the custody of the child while staying abroad?

Mu Yanzheng sat in the car, frowning in thought.

The neighborhood is not high-end, but it is also clean.The place where he parked his car was just downstairs of her house. Meng Chu led his son back and appeared in front of him so unprepared.

Mu Yanzheng almost didn't even think about it, he got out of the car and stopped their mother and son.

Meng Chu didn't expect him to come, and after a brief surprise, he became calm.

She was holding her son and trying to walk around him, but Mu Yanzheng grabbed her arm.

He looked at her sullen side face, and finally lowered his posture: "Let's talk."

"Nothing to talk about."

If it is said that the little bit of hope that was ignited before was because of the child, then after last night, there will be no more expectations.

"You bad uncle, don't touch my mommy!"

The little guy saw that Meng Chu was unhappy, so he came up to push Mu Yanzheng, but it made him uncomfortable.

"Why didn't he stay abroad with Cheng Feng?"

Meng Chu poked his neck and turned his eyes, "This is my business."

Mu Yanzheng was speechless to respond.

Meng Chu broke away from his hand, and led his son into the elevator quickly.

Mu Yanzheng did not give up and followed closely.

But just as the elevator was about to close, he rushed up, but he didn't go in, but his finger was caught by the elevator door.

"hiss!"

Meng Chu was startled, and subconsciously pressed the elevator to open it.

Although Mu Yanzheng escaped a catastrophe, his finger was still swollen, but it happened to be the finger of his right hand.

For lunch, Mother Meng cooked for one more person.

When Xu Xiangnan came with the medicine box, he saw Mu Yanzheng sitting carelessly in the living room, looking back and forth with his injured right hand.

"In your situation, I'm afraid you won't be able to go down without a month."

While taking the medicine, the two whispered in the living room.

Upstairs, the little guy who was accompanying Meng Chu to work in the study put down the toys in his hands and came up.

"Mum, that bad uncle's hand seems really swollen."

"Are you distressed?"

The little guy shook his head, his grape-like black eyes flickering around.

"He insisted on chasing Mommy and me. He deserved his hand injury."

Meng Chu's heart melted when he heard the milky voice.

The boredom that had accumulated for a long time suddenly dissipated a lot in an instant.

"Go and see if grandma is ready to cook."

She doesn't want to go out now, and she doesn't want to see the person outside.

Meng Cen was very obedient, and he didn't forget to close it when he went out. When he passed the living room, he didn't give Mu Yanzheng a look.

Xu Xiangnan glanced at it, and asked a lot: "Cheng Feng has quit his job at the hospital, why is he still following Meng Chu?"

Mu Yanzheng withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "Because he is Ah Chu's child."

Xu Xiangnan knew what he meant, just shook her head with a smile, and bandaged her medicated hand.

"The weather is hot, so the gauze needs to be changed frequently."

"This kind of thing, I may not be able to do it alone."

Mu Yanzheng's calculation was based on Xu Xiangnan's reaction, and he couldn't restrain himself from laughing twice.

At the dinner table, Meng Chu ate very quickly, regardless of whether Mu Yanzheng's injury could hold food.

The little guy sitting next to Meng Chu didn't forget to stare at Mu Yanzheng who was opposite him while eating.

"Why do you always stare at my mommy, do you have nothing to eat?"

Mu Yanzheng glared at him, and he glared back.

The big one and the young one were in such a stalemate, and Meng's mother looked embarrassed.

Meng Chu has a big heart, and has been eating quietly, ignoring him.

"Cen Cen eat quickly."

After a long time, Meng Chu reminded him, put down his chopsticks and went back to the house.

Mother Meng also carried the bowl into the kitchen, leaving only Mu Yanzheng and baby boy Meng Cen.