Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Before Mu Yanzheng got out of the car to rescue her, Meng Chu sat in the cab obediently.

"Can you sit in the back after drinking?"

Meng Chu glanced at the man sitting next to her who had been staring at her, a little impatient.

Mu Yanzheng pretended to be drunk, his blurred eyes refused to move away, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I like the co-pilot."

"Rogue."

Meng Chu gritted his teeth with a bit of hatred, started the car, and left here.

On the way, she still muttered unhappily: "Isn't Chen An a living person, and he can't find an assistant when he's drunk, so why call me?"

"You are my ex-wife, after all, it is my family. Chen An, he still wants to accompany his girlfriend."

"Who is with your own family."

Meng Chu glanced at him sideways, and seeing that he was still staring at him, he freed up a hand and pressed it against Mu Yanzheng's face, pushing it didn't work, she had no choice but to give up.

"Where will I take you?"

"company."

Mu Yanzheng finally turned his face straight, looking straight ahead with an incomprehensible emotion.

Meng Chu thought about the last time he went to Mu's rest room, so he pursed his lips tightly and didn't move.

About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Mu's building, Meng Chu unbuckled his seat belt, and heard Mu Yanzheng say in a low voice:
"Help me up."

Her hand froze, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

Take measures!

Meng Chu gritted his teeth, got out of the cab and transferred to the co-pilot, helping the tall Mu Yanzheng down.

A smell of alcohol penetrated into the tip of her nose, she covered her nose in disgust, and helped her to the elevator with difficulty.

At night, Mrs. Mu was silent.

Take the elevator all the way back to the rest room in the office.

Meng Chu helped him onto the bed, and before he could turn around, he was caught by a pair of powerful long arms and fell into the generous arms.

"It's still the same taste."

Mu Yanzheng's tall nose pressed against the top of her head, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and muttering to himself.

Meng Chu rejected it, but was also a little puzzled.

She wanted to struggle, but was buckled even tighter.

"do not move."

A deep and hoarse voice sounded above his head, Meng Chu didn't move any more, and let him hug him, but his heart was already extremely sore.

His initiative was the secret joy that she buried in her heart back then.

In those three years, if he hadn't hugged and slept day and night, she might have been exhausted physically and mentally, unable to support her.

She was the one who met him first, but Xie Rou stepped in.In high school and even in college, seeing him treat Xie Rou so well and with endless tenderness, she even had the thought of regretting saving him.

"Send him away, and you come back to me."

After a long time, Mu Yanzheng's warm breath was blown into her ears.

Meng Chu suddenly came back to his senses and turned to stare at him.

Because it was too tall, so against the light, she took a closer look at his face, and asked sadly: "Mu Yanzheng, why can't you tolerate my son so much?!"

Mu Yanzheng was expressionless, showing no emotion.

"Because he's a bastard, what identity am I, Mu Yanzheng, on what grounds should I raise a child with another man?"

"Then what are you going to do? If you have Xie Rou, you can let her give birth to you."

"She had a miscarriage that year, and she will not be able to conceive again in this life."

After saying this, he glanced away.

Seeing his guilty look, Meng Chu's heart was so cold that his hanging fingertips lost consciousness.

"So, what you said about remarrying me is just to give birth to your family?"

After what seemed like a century, Meng Chu finally moved the corners of his mouth and spoke dully.

But my heart felt like being held by someone and whipped hard, it was dull and painful.

If she told him that Cen Cen was his son, how would he react?Forget it, such a man will never look back no matter what.

It was so then, and it is so now.

His answer, whether to say it or not, has no value.

Meng Chu turned around, walked out of the rest room with heavy steps, and ran out of the office and out of the Mu's Building as if fleeing.

Sitting in a taxi, just like when he moved out of the villa where he lived for three years, his heart seemed to be oozing blood after being whipped.

Looking at the neon lights flashing by the car window, she burst into tears, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, broke down and cried.

Seeing this, the taxi driver in front panicked and parked the car on the side of the road.

"Miss, what sad thing happened to you?"

Meng Chu only cared about crying, completely ignoring his words.

The driver was scared and finally had to hand her over to the patrol police who passed by the roadside.

Meng Chu was tired from crying in the police car before reporting his home address.

Before leaving, a special police officer sent her a sentence: "Everyone in this world who can treat you well is worth your time to keep."

Treat her well?
Meng Chu wiped away his tears, thanked him and went upstairs.

After that, she never saw or even heard any news about Mu Yanzheng.

Time flies, and it is early autumn in a blink of an eye.

Today, Xie Rou was rushing to film in the film and television city in the next city, when an idea came out of nowhere, she called the underworld person she had hired before.

Before she opened her voice, she became impatient with convenience.

"Miss Xie, didn't you say that as long as that Meng Chu doesn't pester your man, we don't have to do anything?"

The corner of Xie Rou's mouth curled up, full of sarcasm: "So, she is quite self-aware."

"But your man doesn't seem to be honest."

With a sudden turning point, Xie Rou's expression froze.

"What do you mean?"

"According to our surveillance, he often appears downstairs at Meng Chu's house, but every time he just stops the car, but doesn't go upstairs."

"You just watch him thinking about her and don't stop him?"

"Stop? Miss Xie, the money you gave is only enough for us to monitor, but not enough for us to do it."

"Seventh brother, I don't understand the rules of your way, but you say that you don't have enough money again and again, which is too much."

"The business of killing people and stealing goods is not so easy to do after all, brothers have to support their families."

"Okay, since you said so, I'll find someone else."

"Looking for someone? Miss Xie, are you planning to leave us alone with such a light word? You forgot the car accident four years ago..."

"you!"

Xie Rou was enraged, she glanced at the surroundings where no one was paying attention, and stepped into the RV.

"Tang Jinglan, back and forth, the money I gave you was close to [-] million yuan. That woman was able to come back from the dead, which proves that you have done nothing good. Now, I want to change people, and I didn't let you spit out the money. Do your best!"

"Miss Xie, are you bargaining?"

No matter how she gritted her teeth, the other party maintained a state of indifference and indifference.

"In two days, I will wrap up, let's see each other."

For a long time, Xie Rou succumbed and decided to compromise.

After hanging up the phone, she kicked the folding table violently.

At some point, she, a wealthy daughter of an upper-class society, and those cruel and merciless villains came to the point of restraining each other.

The more Xie Rou thought about it, the angrier she became, the mania that had been dormant in her body for a long time seemed to be pouring out.

The assistant came in from the outside and saw her bent over, caressing her chest, panting heavily.

"Miss Xie, what's the matter with you?"

"Medicine, quickly bring my medicine."