Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

He held the wine in one hand and put the other in his pocket, looking relaxed and carefree.

Meng Chu didn't want to strike up a conversation with him at first, but he was bound to pass him when he went downstairs.

Approaching with her head down, Tang Jinglan's side blocked her way.

"Who are there?"

Meng Chu tilted his face, expressionless.

"You don't know, how can I know?"

"..."

Tang Jinglan was taken aback.

Meng Chu walked past him and went down the second floor with the help of the guardrail.

The dinner was well-prepared, with not only a wine tasting area, but also a gourmet area.Although mostly desserts, there is a wide variety and everything you need.

Meng Chu took the dinner plate and looked for what she wanted to eat. Just when he stopped and took the tongs, a piece of tiramisu fell on her dinner plate.

Meng Chu turned his head and saw that it was Tang Jinglan who was following, he was immediately displeased.

Put the piece of tiramisu back to its original place, and sandwiched the next one instead.

Tang Jinglan wasn't angry either, but just smiled frivolously: "Miss Meng, you've made me lose face by doing this."

Meng Chu raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw a few girls in high-end dresses looking at him, and they were still whispering.

"Rogue."

Looking away, Meng Chu muttered in a low voice, and continued to choose.

Tang Jinglan didn't follow her any longer, and watched her walk around the dessert area with great interest, and finally sat down in the leisure area next to her, eating slowly.

Just when she was about to ask the waiter to deliver the milk, someone gave an order first.

Seeing the waiter put a cup of milky white teacup on the table in front of Meng Chu, her face was filled with joy.

Tang Jinglan felt a little lost, and stood there for a long time without moving.

A female voice suddenly appeared behind him: "Mr. Tang?"

Tang Jinglan turned her head and resumed her usual smirk.

"Miss Fu."

"It's hard to imagine that you are a man who likes sweets."

Fu Jing raised her eyebrows and smiled very ladylikely.

Tang Jinglan's lonely mood was suddenly aroused by her.

He reached for the tongs and grabbed a piece of milkshake cake from the dessert box next to him.

Then, carry it to the leisure area.

Fu Jing watched, and in order to continue the conversation, he also picked some desserts at random, and sat down opposite Tang Jinglan, only to realize that his eyes were looking in Meng Chu's direction.

Because she didn't understand, she didn't dare to speculate.

Watching him suddenly lower his head and fiddle with the cake with a fork, he still couldn't help but said, "Mr. Tang, it seems that he treats Ms. Meng very differently."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Jinglan's awe-inspiring gaze suddenly lifted up, and the smile just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Fu Jing forked a small piece of pastry with a fork, and just about to hand it to her mouth, she froze immediately, forgetting the next step.

At this time, Tang Jinglan tilted her head slightly, looked over her shoulder and saw a man not far away carrying something approaching Mengchu.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Chu stood up and followed the man out of the dessert area.

After chasing it out, it has disappeared.

Fu Jing was frightened by the look in his eyes just now, and she didn't pay attention to his sudden departure.

But she didn't sit still, and after Tang Jinglan left, she also got up and left the dessert area.

In the huge banquet hall, music was played at some point, and men and women danced in pairs.

Fu Jing couldn't see the familiar figure, and stood on the sidelines a little lonely.

Meng Chu and Chen An came downstairs, glanced at Fu Jing, and left the banquet hall.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he ran into Qin Zhen head-on.

I haven't seen her for several months, but she still looks the same as before, cold and arrogant, and doesn't take everything seriously.

The two sides approached, with hostility in each other's eyes.

"Miss Hang?"

With just a glance, Meng Chu turned his gaze to the girl next to Qin Zhen.

The other party seemed very surprised to meet Meng Chu here, and the embarrassment was beyond words.

Hang Jin pinned his sideburn hair behind his ears helplessly, and lowered his head to look elsewhere.

On the contrary, Qin Zhen stepped forward graciously, and said to Meng Chu with a high-profile expression: "It's a coincidence that Ms. Meng is also here to attend the welcome banquet of the President."

"It's a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet Miss Qin here."

Meng Chu chuckled, calm and generous.

Chen An at the side heard her talking about Miss Qin, and instantly thought of something to do with Qin Musheng.

Thinking that Mu Yanzheng was taken away by Qin Musheng before, he couldn't help worrying about Mengchu.

So, he reminded Meng Chu in a low voice: "Madam, we should go."

Meng Chu didn't want to get too entangled with Qin Zhen, so he nodded slightly and walked by.

Qin Zhen called her again and turned around at the same time: "Meng Chu."

Meng Chu stopped, but didn't look back.

I heard Qin Zhen say proudly: "Everything that tends to the surface, the outcome is uncertain."

Meng Chu didn't know why, when he turned around, he saw her entering the banquet hall of the dinner with Hang Jin with proud steps.

"What do you mean?"

Turning around and asking Chen An, he also shook his head.

"I don't know."

Unable to figure it out, Meng Chu could only get in the car first.

After waiting for a while, Mu Yanzheng came out from the banquet hall, along with the white-haired man.

Through the car window, Meng Chu saw what he said to the man at the door before walking towards this side.

Chen An sent her to the car and left. Maybe he saw Mu Yanzheng coming out, but now he came out from nowhere, and blocked his way before Mu Yanzheng got into the car.

Meng Chu lowered the car window, separated by a distance, because the voice was low, he couldn't hear what was said.

Maybe because he noticed her side, Mu Yanzheng patted Chen An on the shoulder and strode towards the car.

Before Meng Chu could close the window in time, he had already walked around to the other side of the car and got into the car.

When the car started, Mu Yanzheng unbuttoned his suit, turned to face Meng Chu, and held her hand at the same time.

"What do you want to eat later?"

Meng Chu was taken aback for a moment, then regained consciousness for a moment, and rolled his eyes, "I'm not hungry yet."

"Then go home first."

With that said, he turned towards the driver who was driving.

Meng Chu originally thought that Chen An would tell him about meeting Qin Zhen, and then he would ask himself.

But right now, he didn't say anything.

The cramped carriage was quiet, Meng Chu tilted his head slightly and leaned on his shoulder.

There are too many free days, and she feels that she is floating.

Qin Zhen's haughty face suddenly flashed in her mind, she closed her eyes and felt irritable, but the more she didn't think about that face, the clearer it became.

Finally, she took a deep breath and sat up straight.

Mu Yanzheng looked at her sideways, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Then, his arms passed through her back, wrapped around her shoulders, and leaned her head against him again.

"Just now, did you also see Qin Zhen?"

The hand that was still rubbing her shoulders obviously stopped when they heard this sentence.

Meng Chu's eyes flickered, and he continued: "I didn't expect that girl Hang Jin to get close to Qin Zhen."

"How about I check to see if she has a purpose in asking you to order clothes."

"Don't,"

Mu Yanzheng's proposal was resisted by Meng Chu. She looked up at him, and then leaned back, "I don't doubt that my customers are all from the upper class. If you know Wen Ya, you will also know Qin Zhen. It's not surprising."

She comforted herself like this, but Mu Yanzheng didn't feel it.