Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

When he went upstairs and met his son at the corner, Meng Chu touched his head and signaled with his eyes to go back to sleep.

After all, the little guy felt sorry for Meng Chu, silently followed her footsteps, and obediently returned to the room.But after Mengchu left, he got off the bed again, locked the door, and took out his notebook from the cabinet.

On the other side, Meng Chu went back and lay down directly.

The curtains were not drawn, and the bright moonlight outside the window was refracted through the glass and sprinkled on the carpet, illuminating the room.

Meng Chu turned sideways, looking at the bright and clean outside the window, his mind was in a mess.

Suddenly, she felt a churning in her stomach, rushing straight to her throat.

Before I could put on my shoes, I ran to the bathroom.

Facing the toilet, he vomited violently, until he felt as if he was about to vomit gall, before he collapsed limply on the ground.

Mu Yanzheng, do I owe you my whole life or something, why are you doing this to me!

At the beginning, the liking at the first glance was just for him. Later, she learned that his family background was too high, so she worked hard to match him.

In the end, he got his wish, but what did he get in exchange?
Meng Chu didn't know how long she had been sitting on the ground until the coldness hit her, and she realized that she had accidentally touched the faucet just now. At this time, the water was about to overflow the entire bathroom, and she was sitting in the water, completely soaked.

In the cold weather of the twelfth lunar month, although the heating in the house is like spring, the cold water is still daunting.

Drowsy, he went back to the cloakroom and changed into dry clothes, and returned to the bed, feeling as if he had collapsed.

After lying down, not long after, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, dawn.

Mrs. Yu made breakfast early, and when Mu Cen went down, she didn't see the old lady.

He entered the restaurant and pulled out the seat.

Aunt Yu put the breakfast on the table, but the old lady still didn't come downstairs.

Thinking of the quarrel last night, Aunt Yu went upstairs without taking off her apron.

In fact, the old lady does not have the habit of sleeping late, it can also be said that she has not slept all night.

So, when Mrs. Yu went upstairs, she saw the tired woman who closed the door and turned around.

As the wife of a wealthy family, from young to middle-aged, to old age, she must be elegant, noble, calm and calm.

These years, Zhang Lanying has been like this.

She glanced at Mrs. Yu, then turned to her grandson's room.

Sister Yu hurriedly called him to stop: "Madam, the young master is downstairs."

Mu's mother stopped and touched her carefully combed hairstyle to hide her embarrassment.

The two went downstairs one after the other, and Mu Cen had almost finished his breakfast in the restaurant.

Mother Mu went in, and the little guy immediately cast his gaze.

Their eyes met, neither grandma nor grandson spoke.

For a moment, the restaurant has an eerie atmosphere.

Aunt Yu brought the hot milk over and immediately withdrew.

Not long after, Mu Cen also came out from inside.

Because it was the weekend, after breakfast, he went upstairs again.

So, here, Meng Chu was sleeping in a daze, when he heard a knock on the door.

"Dong Dong~"

The sound was not loud, but the sleeping Meng Chu was still awakened.

She was about to get out of bed, but she didn't know if she got up in a hurry or something, when she suddenly became very dizzy, and the things she saw in front of her felt like they were spinning.

He hurriedly supported the bed and closed his eyes for a while before the dizziness eased.

He fumbled to open the door, but obviously still felt a little lack of strength.

The door opened and seeing his son standing outside, Meng Chu forced a smile.

"you get up."

"Breakfast is all over."

Mu Cen spoke clearly, looking up at his delicate little face.

Meng Chu rubbed his hair, leaned closer and smelled it, "It's the weekend, so do you have any plans for your itinerary?"

"Then you probably don't have time."

The little guy frowned slightly, and looked her up and down with clear eyes.

Meng Chu straightened up, thought for a while, and then bent down again.

"Then wait for Mommy to think about it, okay?"

"……Um."

The little guy nodded and ran away happily.

Meng Chu returned to the room and wanted to lie down again.

Thinking of agreeing to his son, he could only get up and wash up.

But seeing the flushed face in the mirror, she touched her forehead tentatively.

It doesn't look like a fever, but it feels hot in the cheeks, and some chest tightness and shortness of breath.

After simply washing up, changing clothes and going downstairs, only Mu Cen was watching TV in the living room, which showed flight documentaries.

"Where's your grandma?"

Meng Chu went over and asked in a low voice.

The little guy replied with the same volume, "I'm going upstairs."

Meng Chu glanced at the second floor, a little curious, and didn't go out on the weekend.

She didn't ask any more questions, and went to the kitchen to have breakfast first.

When she came out, Aunt Yu was trimming the flowering branches in the corner of the living room, she couldn't help but stepped forward, "Have you had breakfast, mother-in-law?"

"I ate a little, probably because I didn't sleep well last night, so I went upstairs to catch up on sleep."

Meng Chu didn't speak any more, and walked a few steps over to sit beside his son.

After watching TV for a while, she turned around and asked, "It's cold outside, what do you want to play?"

"ski."

As soon as the words came out, the little guy stood up from the sofa.

Meng Chu opened his mouth, and his expression turned ugly for a moment.

This child has no relationship with Mu Yanzheng, so during the period of his disappearance, eating, sleeping and playing were not affected at all.

After thinking about it, she turned to smile and took his little hand, "Cen Cen, can Mommy find an uncle to take you there?"

"But I want to be with you. You haven't played with me for a long time."

The little guy started acting coquettishly.

Meng Chu was a little helpless, and pulled him to sit down on the sofa again.

"Cen Cen, the ground is slippery in winter, aren't you afraid that Mommy will fall and hurt your sister?"

"..."

As he spoke, Meng Chu stroked his still flat belly.

Perhaps her words reminded him that the little guy is not that persistent.

But soon, he was excited again.

"I'm sliding, Mommy is watching."

"??"

Meng Chu was speechless. No matter what she said, she couldn't stop this kid.

"Okay, Mommy will watch you ski."

After thinking briefly, Meng Chu made a decision.

Mu Yanzheng is missing, let's play, she is a pregnant woman now, so she can't make herself depressed in advance because of him.

The mother and son changed into cotton clothes, and when they went out, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

Because it was the weekend, there were not many cars on the road.

According to the address given by Mu Cen, Meng Chu drove the car to the back door of a hospital.

Through the windshield, she took a closer look, and then lowered the window, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Cen Cen, the address of my navigation is correct?"

"Yes, it's here."

"Are you sure? I don't look like a ski resort, but a hospital."

Meng Chu was doubting himself, and the little guy in the back seat had already opened the door and got out of the car.

But he didn't take any ski equipment, only his usual small backpack.

"Mum, I'll be waiting for you across the street, you park the car."

After finishing speaking, he took small steps and crossed the opposite side of the road.

Meng Chu had no choice but to return to the car.

When she parked the car at the designated place and came out, she glanced at the sign of the hospital on the tall building next to the opposite road.

Cen Cen this is...

Meng Chu was full of doubts, but he still crossed the road and followed him.