Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"She said Wen Ya was a murderer."

The black Maybach drove out of Jiahe Road, and Hang Jin in the back seat said to the woman next to him.

The woman immediately laughed contemptuously: "Do you believe what she said?"

Hang Jin was dubious, but still held the woman's arm sideways and shook it: "Sister Qin Zhen, you scared me to death just now. That Meng Chu, I doubt she will change her face."

What a face change!
Qin Zhen pulled her arm away and moved to the side.

Suddenly thought of something and looked at her vigilantly, "You didn't confess me, did you?"

Hang Jin shook his head, a little aggrieved.

"I just mentioned Wen Ya, I didn't expect her to be fierce."

"Be careful, wait until the clothes are ready and let your brother pick them up, and then don't show up again."

"What about the men's clothes? I made them according to Mu Yanzheng's size as you said."

"Your brother's figure is no worse than Mu Yanzheng."

Qin Zhen squinted at her, and turned to look at the scenery that was flashing by outside the car window.

Hang Jin curled his lips, "Then why do you look down on my brother, otherwise you would be my sister-in-law."

After finishing speaking, she was very happy.

Qin Zhen poked her head with his fingers, gritted his teeth, "What are you thinking about all day long?"

Hang Jin snorted softly and pouted: "he already has children, you can't still miss them."

Qin Zhen got angry for no reason, and looked over like a cold knife: "That's my business, please don't meddle in your own business, Miss Hang."

Being warned, Hang Jin stays away, not daring to look at her again.

Qin Zhen leaned against the back seat and pressed his temple: "Recently, I'm going to stay in Rongcheng for a while, if you want to go back, go back by yourself."

"I want to be with you."

Hang Jin glanced at her, then turned back sideways.

"You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't reveal my name."

"Why does your father insist on taking care of you? Sister Qin Zhen, you are an adult."

"Miss hang, can you be quiet for a while?"

"..."

**
When Mengchu returned to Narada Villa, he just stopped the car when he heard melodious music coming from the villa.

It is guessed that Luo Jiang was playing.

When she got out of the car and saw a white car parked not far away, she didn't think much, and went into the garden with her computer.

Su Ning just woke up, and Cui Cui took care of her washing her face downstairs.

When Mengchu went upstairs and passed the study, he saw the door was ajar.

With a light push, she saw Chen An standing in front of the desk with her head slightly lowered.

Mu Yanzheng, who was sitting on the office chair, was writing something with a brush.

Sensing the door being pushed open, she looked towards her at the same time.

Because it was against the light, Meng Chu couldn't see Mu Yanzheng's expression clearly, but he could feel that he was in a bad mood.

She didn't dare to make a sound, and closed the door silently.

The music was still playing, Meng Chu glanced at the piano room, and went straight into the bedroom.

When she came out again, the music in the piano room had stopped.

She didn't go downstairs, but walked towards the piano room.

In the nearly [-]-square-meter room, under the northwest window, there is a piano, but no one is playing it.

In front of the other window, Luo Jiang was sitting with his back to the door, holding his pipa in his arms, he was thinking about something, and he didn't move for a long time.

"Mr. Luo."

Meng Chu stood at the door and shouted.

The boy turned his head sharply and stood up at the same time.

He looks very clean, with bangs that are three-quarters of the length, setting off that face like a beautiful boy in a painting.

"Ma'am, you still call me Luo Jiang, not Mr."

He smiled.

Meng Chu has already entered the piano room.

It wasn't the first time she had stepped here, but it felt like it was.

The decoration of the room is different from other rooms, and the whole looks full of artistic atmosphere.

"Have you eaten breakfast?"

"Ate."

Meng Chu looked at him for a while, and his eyes fell on his white shirt.

"You look young, you should be under 20 years old?"

"Seventeen, I just had my birthday."

Because he came here several times before and after, Luo Jiang's speech was not so reserved.

Meng Chu wandered in place, finally came to the piano and opened the cover.

Luo Jiang thought she was going to play the pipa, so he immediately said: "Madam, I can't teach you to play this today, because I promised Mr. Mu to teach him the pipa during this time."

Meng Chu smiled: "You misunderstood, I won't play."

After saying that, she put down the piano cover.

Luo Jiang thought she was angry, and followed her footsteps, saying, "If student Mu Cen wants to learn, I can teach."

Meng Chu turned around, "He's not interested in music."

As soon as the words came out, she seemed to realize a problem.

"Do you teach and divide gender?"

"No, no, no. I just think it's inconvenient for Madam to be pregnant now."

Luo Jiang explained, scratching his head in embarrassment.

Meng Chu looked at him a little naively, and wanted to laugh.

Immediately, he joked: "However, after my daughter is born, you can be her teacher. If you are still in Rongcheng at that time."

"uncertain."

"Are you planning to go abroad?"

"No, I'm from Binhai, I just went to university here."

"That's okay, it's not far away. My son had studied there before."

There is a branch under Mu's, which was also established last year.

"Madam has been to Binhai before. I thought not many people knew about that small place?"

"Small places naturally have the benefits of small places. Binhai is different, it will grow gradually."

"what's the topic?"

The two were chatting when Mu Yanzheng suddenly appeared at the door.

Meng Chu turned his eyes, with a smile in his eyes.

"You learn slowly, I won't bother you anymore."

Passing by Mu Yanzheng's side, he didn't stop for a moment.

Mu Yanzheng turned around, quickly caught up with her, and grabbed her wrist.

"Where did you go?"

"Studio, I met that Miss Hang."

Speaking of this, Meng Chu took him back to the bedroom with his backhand, and closed the door.

"She knows Wen Ya, she said that Wen Ya is now a designer."

"The previous magazine..."

"At that time, I was still a little-known model, but in a blink of an eye, I became a designer."

The deep dissatisfaction in Meng Chu's voice made Mu Yanzheng feel distressed.

He knew what she was thinking.

A woman who framed others and didn't take human life seriously is still at large.

"Did that girl tell you on purpose, or by accident?"

"Clothes, she wears clothes designed by Wen Ya, which elicits Wen Ya. I suspect that girl was sent by Wen Ya to deliberately provoke her."

"Ah Chu, calm down first."

"...I can't calm down."

Meng Chu pushed him away from clasping her shoulders. She didn't mention it at first, but she forgot.

"Although foreigners are not subject to Chinese law, I will find a way to make this Wen Ya get the punishment she deserves."

Mu Yanzheng's words made Mengchu quiet for a while.

She turned her head, pondered for a while, and said, "Perhaps Tang Jinglan can help with this matter."

Mu Yanzheng frowned.

Meng Chu knew what he was thinking, stepped forward, smoothed his brows, and whispered softly, "Wen Ya was Tang Jinglan's fiancée before, and they are all foreigners."

"..."

"Can you get in touch with him?"

"I'll see you."

"You see, he may not agree."