Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

On the way Mu Yanzheng drove there, he called Mengchu.

"Where?"

"Home. Are you on your way back?"

The man on the other end heard the engine.

When faced with her calmness, Mu Yanzheng's heart seemed to be scratched by a cat.

Fortunately, she was already at home, otherwise, he would really have asked the bodyguard to report her afternoon itinerary.

"I can't accompany you for dinner. Zhang Qizheng just called and said he was waiting at Nuolan Winery."

"Your current body must not drink alcohol."

"I know."

"Also, do you know that I went out in the afternoon?"

This question seemed to be probing.

Mu Yanzheng was not angry, but curled his lips.

"They are also for your safety."

They are naturally the bodyguards guarding the gate.

Meng Chu didn't struggle anymore, told him to go early and come back early, then hung up the phone.

Mu Yanzheng put down the phone and accelerated the accelerator slightly.

When we arrived at Nuolan Winery, there were already people waiting outside.

He got out of the car, handed the key to the doorman, and strode in.

The owner of Nuolan Winery is very mysterious. Although he has been in Rongcheng for many years, no one knows about it.

Thousands of acres of land are favored by rich people.

But it also picks people, and it is difficult for young people to get in.Most of them are middle-aged investment businessmen, and people who love wine in academia.

Mu Yanzheng was led to the third basement floor by the internal staff, and he walked forward through a corridor more than three meters wide and entered the wine cellar.

Looking at the work clothes and the several-meter large wine barrels placed in an orderly manner on both sides, Mu Yanzheng suddenly understood something.

Zhang Qizheng, who was still standing on the ladder at the end of the passage, tasting wine with a wine spoon, saw that he stopped and did not move forward, so he stepped down the ladder step by step with the wine spoon.

"It's not suitable for talking here, let's go outside."

What he called the outside was the ground floor, and when he went up, he took off his work clothes outside in the elevator.

Mu Yanzheng watched from the side, and couldn't help but wonder: "I've always heard that Nuolan Winery is very mysterious, so you can't be the boss, right?"

When asked this question, Zhang Qizheng did not prove himself, let alone refute.

Mu Yanzheng already understood that this Nuolan Villa is a property that Zhang Qi is currently owning in China.

The two entered an elegant and romantic tavern, Zhang Qizheng talked to the waiter at the bar, and then took Mu Yanzheng to the wine table hung with blue vines on the second floor and sat down.

After a while, the waiter came with two glasses of soda.

When Mu Yanzheng saw that he was with her, he didn't change his mind, instead, he took him away and took a sip.

Zhang Qizheng didn't care at all, he looked at the soda water and then at him.

"Nuolan is my only business in China, have you been here before?"

"No, no time."

Mu Yanzheng was calm, put down the quilt, and looked at him squarely.

Zhang Qizheng chuckled, raised his hand to pick up the soda water in front of him, took a sip, and put it down again.

"It's okay, now that I know I'm the boss, you can come here often."

"Still not available."

Hearing Mu Yanzheng's lackluster response, Zhang Qizheng smiled even more.

He lowered his eyebrows and stroked the glass wall with his fingers, "I originally planned to transfer the ownership of Nuolan Winery to you when I came back this time. But seeing Mu Cen, I changed my mind."

Mu Yanzheng didn't want to listen to him, so he turned his face away and looked away.

"Mu Cen won't want it, he's not interested in it."

His son, he still understood.

"How do you know he's not interested? I don't think your relationship with him is good. It's no different than you and your father."

Mu Yanzheng was already a little impatient, but when he heard this, he turned his head quickly, his eyes sharp.

Talking about a dead person here is somewhat inappropriate.

"You also know that I have no children and no daughters in my life, and I have so many properties that I cannot let the country take them all away."

"You can learn from Qin Musheng and adopt a child."

"It's late. Tch."

Perhaps thinking of Qin Musheng, Zhang Qizheng suddenly sneered.

"It's useless for him to adopt. Girls are not as good as boys. I heard that he has always wanted to train you to be his successor."

"I'm not interested, we have nothing to do with each other."

"not authentic."

Mu Yanzheng looked away again, and Zhang Qizheng's smile also disappeared.

"Let's not talk about why you have been with him since you were a child, why did you make things irreversible."

"He hurt my child, do you think I can bear it?"

Mu Yanzheng's eyes turned back, his eyes were cold and seductive.

"..."

Zhang Qizheng was speechless.

After a long time, he took a sip of soda water, and sighed: "Old Qin and I have been friends for many years, I never thought they would end up like this."

"People like that don't deserve sympathy, just like you."

Mu Yanzheng said it harshly, but Zhang Qizheng smiled indifferently: "What's wrong with me?"

Zhang Qizheng is best at disguising.

Mu Yanzheng didn't look at him, so naturally he didn't want to bring up the past.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhang Qizheng sighed again, "Okay, let's not talk about him, you just said that Mu Cen is not interested in this, so what is he interested in?"

Zhang Qizheng tilted his head and asked cautiously.

Mu Yanzheng couldn't help feeling unhappy when he looked at him swearing that he wouldn't give up.

"A child can't even do the minimum ability to distinguish. Do you think he can stick to everything."

"No, no, you are wrong, you still don't understand him."

Zhang Qi was waving his hands with a serious face.

Mu Yanzheng's self-esteem was hit, and his face gradually sank.

Zhang Qizheng continued to praise: "This kid is extraordinary, his wisdom is far beyond your imagination."

He is a computer expert, how could he not know.

Mu Yanzheng looked at Zhang Qizheng with contempt in his heart.

"I was diagnosed with stomach cancer. Although it is benign, I don't expect anything at this age. But the property I have worked hard for cannot be easily handed over to others. Since you have such a big Mu family to take care of, I can only fight Your son's idea."

Speaking the truth, Zhang Qizheng relaxed half of the burden in his heart.

"Mr. Zhang, your wishful thinking is really good."

"Otherwise, what should I do? Or let your daughter-in-law have another one, but I can't wait to cultivate it."

Facing Mu Yanzheng's contempt, Zhang Qizheng spread his hands.

"Mu Cen is not as easy to cultivate as you seem on the surface. He never accepts things he doesn't like."

"So, I took the opportunity of our nephew and uncle to ask you about it."

"But isn't it about venture capital today?"

Mu Yanzheng had a habitually cold face, and Zhang Qizheng seemed to be used to it too.

He waved to the waiter, motioning for a glass of foreign wine.

After taking two sips, I got back to business: "Baoyi Capital is full of loopholes, have you checked it before?"

"Do you think I have time to look it up?"

"Too."

Zhang Qizheng agreed with his words, and then said: "Mu's is a big company, and the people employed are all high-achieving students from prestigious schools. Suddenly, such a thing that damages interests..."

"What my family does has nothing to do with the people in the company."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Yanzheng interrupted in a cold voice.