Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Because it is the New Year's Day holiday, there are many people who come to the Science and Technology Museum.

Almost all parents brought their children, while Mu Cen brought two bodyguards.

Fortunately, they all looked very young, which would make people mistakenly think that they were older brothers or uncles in the family.

Especially the two of them, one was carrying Mu Cen's padded jacket and scarf, and the other was carrying a water bottle and some snacks.

But wherever Mu Cen went, he had to follow him all the way, and he didn't dare to neglect in the slightest.

Because the three of them did not communicate, they quickly attracted the attention of others.

From time to time, someone glanced this way, and then whispered.

Mu Cen didn't pay much attention, but the two bodyguards became more vigilant because of the eyes of others.

"You don't have to be so close to me to affect my appreciation."

"Hehe, what does a child know about appreciation?"

As soon as the voice fell, someone answered the call immediately.

Immediately, the two bodyguards turned around defensively.

Wearing a black windbreaker, with a wicked grin on his face.

If it wasn't Tang Jinglan, who else could it be.

The bodyguards looked at each other, and hurriedly stood in front of Mu Cen, staring defensively at the man who was still holding a smirk.

"What are you doing, this is a public place."

Tang Jinglan stared at the two of them angrily.

The voice is not loud, but it reveals majesty.

The bodyguard ignored him and still stood still.

Mu Cen, who was behind him, pushed the two away at this moment, poked his head out, and looked at Tang Jinglan curiously.

"Is uncle a bad guy?"

This question is really too straightforward.

Tang Jinglan laughed immediately.

"Cen...Cen? Right?"

Mu Cen was even more surprised that he could call out his own name.

Before he could speak, Tang Jinglan smiled and asked, "Why didn't mom accompany you?"

The little guy frowned immediately, "You know my mommy?"

"Of course. It's just that you really don't remember me?"

Tang Jinglan pointed back at himself, with that expression, no one would think that he was a villain who did all kinds of evil.

Mu Cen lowered his eyelids and thought for a while, then raised his eyes again, his eyes gleaming.

"Could it be that you are my mommy's friend?"

As soon as the words came out, he was about to push aside the bodyguards and go out.

"Young master, this man..."

The two grabbed him in time and were about to explain.

Tang Jinglan had already approached, "If you push it like this, others will think that you are abusing children."

His tone was not reprimanding, but gentle and refined.

In order not to attract the attention of those around him, the bodyguard had no choice but to let go of Mu Cen.

He walked closer to Tang Jinglan, raised his face, and said innocently: "I seem to have a little impression, but I can't remember where I saw you for a while. Beach? Or Mi Lai?"

Speaking of this, Mu Cen scratched his head.

In order to communicate with him, Tang Jinglan deliberately bent down, ignoring the two bodyguards who had been staring at him.

"That doesn't matter."

In order to have a better conversation, Tang Jinglan immediately changed the topic: "Cen Cen likes model airplanes?"

Looking around in Qianping's space, no matter how old are the children, almost all of them are adults, or teenage high school students with schoolbags on their backs.

"Well, I like it very much."

Mu Cen nodded solemnly.

"Coincidentally, I like it too."

As soon as he said this, the bodyguard became nervous again, eager to step forward and snatch Mu Cen away.

Tang Jinglan saw what they were thinking, and straightened up with a half-smile, "Since you are a bodyguard, don't act out of line."

It looked like he was smiling, but in fact, the eyes were cold and penetrating, and there was some kind of warning.

The bodyguard had no choice but to stand where he was, not daring to say a word.

Tang Jinglan took an inch and stepped forward to hold Mu Cen's hand naturally.

"A lot of you just look at it and don't know the stories in it?"

"Do they have a story?"

"Look at that one, and that one, they are the earliest aircraft in our country, and they are also fighter jets in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China."

"Wow."

With his explanation, the little guy jumped up excitedly.

"Shall we go and have a look?"

"Walk."

Freshman novels go away.

The bodyguard standing aside followed nervously.

"What is your mommy doing?"

"She probably went to see my aunt."

"Your aunt?"

Tang Jinglan ignored the bodyguards following him, wanting to know more.

"She wants to find a lawyer, please ask my mommy."

It's rare to meet a bosom friend. Although there is an age difference, Mu Cen obviously trusts him completely.

"Okay, why do you need a lawyer?"

"I don't know. There seems to be some kind of lawsuit. Hey, look at the green one."

The little guy was still talking about his aunt, and then he excitedly pointed to a very old cargo plane not far ahead.

While pulling Tang Jinglan, he ran forward.

The bodyguards could only follow quickly, wanting to call Chen An back, but also afraid that Tang Jinglan had bad intentions for Mu Cen.

After thinking about it, I still couldn't take out the phone.

"This is a cargo plane, the first plane to deliver goods."

"I really want to sit on it."

Standing under the plane, the little guy clasped his hands together and looked eagerly at the cockpit.

Seeing his cute appearance, Tang Jinglan sighed slightly, a softness somewhere in his heart was touched.

He envied that man Yanzheng, who not only had such a beautiful woman as Mengchu, but also had such a lovely and lovable son.

"Cen Cen, your father..."

"Mr. Tang!"

Tang Jinglan squatted down, just as he spoke, he was stopped by the bodyguard behind him.

He wanted to use this opportunity to talk to the kid, but the bodyguard was guessing and was always on guard.

Tang Jinglan stopped talking, stood up resentfully, didn't bother to look at them, and motioned to Mu Cen: "Let's go over there and have a look."

"Young master, don't you still want to see robots?"

When Mu Cen was being pulled away, the bodyguard spoke out in time.

The little guy turned around, hesitated for a few seconds, looked around at the planes parked elsewhere, and looked up at Tang Jinglan.

"Uncle, I have to go see the robot."

"It's okay, uncle will accompany you."

Tang Jinglan pursed her lips and responded very readily.

The bodyguard was almost pissed off, and wanted to separate the two, but Tang Jinglan was like a dog's skin plaster.

After leaving the model area, they went directly to the elevator.

Looking down, the circular corridor, each floor is full of tourists.

The little guy stood beside Tang Jinglan, with his hands on his shoulders naturally.

When they went up to the floor of the robot, just as they got off the elevator, a man behind him also got on the elevator.

"Wow wow wow, so cool!"

As soon as he entered the robot zone, Mu Cen left Tang Jinglan's side and ran forward.

Seeing this, the bodyguard immediately passed Tang Jinglan and caught up with him.

At this moment, Tang Jinglan was not in a hurry, but slowed down and stood still.

At this time, the man who had already got off the elevator stepped forward quickly and stopped beside him.

"Brother Seven, it's just two bodyguards, or just put them down and snatch the child away."

"What?"

Tang Jinglan asked with a gloomy expression.

The man smiled instantly: "Isn't this a good opportunity?"

Tang Jinglan stared: "He is not my seed, why should I raise him?"

"Can……"

The man was about to speak, when Mu Cen Qingyue's voice suddenly came: "Uncle, what are you doing, come quickly."