Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"What are you doing? You want to leave work when no one is found?"

"Madam is here."

The bodyguard who was packing up said something listlessly.

Chu Ci was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, the bodyguards were already waiting for him to leave.

As for Meng Chu, coming out of the VIP lounge, his whole body seemed to be crumbling in the cold wind.

At this time, what happened to Mu Yanzheng's man was still hiding from her, but she was still worried about him so much that she couldn't eat or sleep well.

Heartless!

"Mommy, I want to come tomorrow."

Mu Cen felt a little reluctant to leave the ski resort.

Meng Chu got into the car and glanced at him in the rearview mirror without any expression on his face.

The car started and drove away from the ski resort a little bit.

At this time, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

The sky was also getting darker a little bit, and the lights on both sides of the road came on one after another.

"Mommy."

Perhaps seeing that Meng Chu was in a bad mood, the cramped carriage was silent for a long time, and the little guy's voice came from the back seat again.

Meng Chu snorted through his nasal cavity: "Huh?"

The little guy stopped talking.

The flash of light outside the car window was reflected on his little face, and it was hard to see what that little head was thinking about.

Meng Chu realized later, softened his voice, and said, "Cen Cen, you are also tired today, let's rest and come back next time when we have time."

"Then how about going to the Science and Technology Museum tomorrow?"

"where?"

"science Museum."

"..."

There was another silence in the carriage, and Meng Chu's fingers controlling the steering wheel tapped rhythmically.

She also wanted to go to Chu Ci or Chen An tomorrow to ask about Mu Yanzheng's situation.

"Then, do you want grandma to accompany you?"

"Grandma is not as good as a bodyguard."

"Then let Uncle Bodyguard accompany you?"

Meng Chu glanced at the rearview mirror, the little guy turned his face slightly, and said nothing.

She knew she couldn't be with her son all the time, and unconsciously began to feel melancholy.

Back home, Mother Mu was in the kitchen with Sister Yu and the others.

Meng Chu took his son upstairs, changed his clothes and came down, dinner was already served.

Looking at the rich and nutritious meals, Meng Chu was not interested.

After sitting down, she ignored Mrs. Yu's presence and said directly, "I spoke to Mu Yanzheng today."

Mother Mu, who was serving the soup, suddenly paused.

Immediately, the soup continued.

Meng Chu guessed that she also knew where Mu Yanzheng was, and right now, she was rushing around like a fool.

Because of this topic, the restaurant has an inexplicably weird atmosphere.

Aunt Yu withdrew, and neither Mu Mu nor Meng Chu made a sound.

"Cen Cen, are you happy skiing today?"

After a long time, Mother Mu asked.

The little guy nodded, turned his gaze to Meng Chu.

He didn't speak, but moved to Meng Chu's side with his job bowl in hand.

Mother Mu watched, although she didn't say anything, but the incomprehensible emotion in her eyes flashed by.

"How do you plan to spend the New Year's Day holiday?"

She asked.

The little guy didn't answer right away.

I originally said in the car that I would go to the Science and Technology Museum tomorrow, but now I keep silent.

"Grandma has something to do tomorrow. Where do you want to go, let your mother accompany you."

"..."

Meng Chu lowered his eyebrows and ate calmly.

The little guy also lowered his head, silently chewing the vegetables that Meng Chu gave him.

The atmosphere was once oppressive and somewhat suffocating.

Meng Chu was halfway through eating when he suddenly felt nauseous.

I had no choice but to put down the chopsticks to drink the soup, but just as her mouth touched the mouth of the bowl, she couldn't control the 'vomit' sound.

Without looking up, he put down the soup bowl, covered his mouth and ran out of the restaurant.

In the bathroom on the first floor, as soon as she entered, she spit out all the food she had eaten.

Tears couldn't be restrained, and slid down the cheeks along the corners of the eyes.

After a long time, feeling that my stomach was empty, I slowly stood up while leaning on the wall.Seeing the pale and bloodless face in the mirror on the sink, he shivered suddenly again.

Two months later, it was normal to have morning sickness.

However, she is constantly nourished every day, why does she still feel so weak?

After washing his hands and rinsing his mouth, he brushed some messy hair, adjusted his mentality, and then opened the door to go out.

Outside, Mrs. Yu and several servants stood there, as if they were worried about her.

Meng Chu was in a bad mood. He glanced at them and went upstairs to the bedroom without even entering the restaurant.

Later, Mrs. Yu knocked on the door.

Meng Chu looked at her upturned eye sockets, but still had no appetite.

"My wife stewed it herself, you can drink some."

Aunt Yu comforted in a soft voice.

Meng Chu thought about it, but still took the eye socket away.

Bring it in and close the door.

In less than a minute, there was another 'dong dong dong' knock on the door.

Meng Chu thought it was Mrs. Yu again, and opened the door impatiently. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Mu Cen standing at the door, looking up at her.

"Mommy."

There was a bit of coquettishness in the tone.

Meng Chu didn't speak, but staggered away and motioned for him to come in.

The door closed again, and Mu Mu, who was standing on the guardrail on the second floor, sighed and went back to her room.

"Mommy, what is this?"

In the room, Mu Cen knelt on the single sofa, watching Meng Chu scoop up the bird's nest with a spoon and put it in his mouth, feeling a little curious.

Meng Chu's lips curled up, "Bird's nest."

"Can I have a taste?"

The little guy's eyes were bright, as if he had discovered some rare treasure.

Meng Chuduan came up to him and asked him to smell it.

Suddenly, the little guy frowned.

Seeing his disgusted expression, Meng Chu finally opened up and laughed out loud.

"It doesn't look bad, but it's nutritious."

"Then I'm so smart, did Mommy feed me?"

The little guy scratched his head and asked innocently.

The smile on the corner of Meng Chu's mouth gradually faded away.

"……right."

The child in front of him is almost always being nurtured with drugs.

Since she woke up, she has been lying on the bed. Although her stomach is getting bigger day by day, it is not like it is now. She has all kinds of nutrients every day, and all she has is the same nutrient solution.

"Cen Cen, your intelligence is inherited from Mommy, it has nothing to do with what you eat."

"Huh? Then why does the adoptive sister eat some useless things?"

The little guy tilted his head, and what he asked left Meng Chu speechless.

Until, she finished eating the bird's nest, checked the time again, and urged: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest."

With that said, Meng Chu was about to go out with the bird's nest cup in his hand.

The little guy was lying crookedly on the sofa, not intending to get up at all.

When Mengchu walked to the door, she turned her head and found that she was not following, so she went back again.

"Go back to sleep, don't you still have to go to the Science and Technology Museum tomorrow?"

"I want to sleep with you."

Having said this, the little guy jumped off the sofa and ran to the bed, not forgetting to pull the quilt to cover himself.

Meng Chu had no choice but to open the door with a smile.

As soon as she left, the mobile phone on the bedside flickered and vibrated.

"Buzzing..."

When Mu Cen heard it, he tilted his head to look for it, and picked up the connection: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

The sound of milk receded and became extremely clear.

"Where's your mom?"

"who are you?"

The voice had obviously been processed, so Mu Cen sounded weird, and couldn't tell who it was.

"how is she?"

Avoid Mu Cen's questioning, and the other party will ask again.

The little guy frowned slightly, bent his knees and folded his arms, and looked like an adult with arrogance.