Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Lin Manni and Su Ning accompanied Meng Chu outside, while Mu Yanzheng and Chu Ci went back upstairs to the study.

"How did this matter go?"

As the door closed, Chu Ci couldn't wait to ask.

Mu Yanzheng opened the window to the maximum, and took out a pack of cigarettes from the bottom drawer of the desk.

After lighting it, he stood by the window and took a puff.

The inconspicuous smog scattered with the wind blowing in from outside, without leaving the slightest trace.

"I still need to go to Arbroath again."

"What did Qin Musheng do?"

Chu Ci approached, a little unbelievable.

Mu Yanzheng took a second sip, raised his eyebrows sideways, and looked indifferent.

His expression was obvious, and his silence confirmed it. There was no need to question Chu Ci's question.

But Chu Ci couldn't believe it, "Why do I feel that someone wanted to frame him for this matter. Think about it, how long has it been since you came back from Arbroath, why didn't he make trouble during that time, why did he have to wait until now?"

"..."

"If it's him, I suspect it's your third uncle."

"He doesn't dare yet."

Mu Yanzheng was sure.

Chu Ci pawed at him, "Yan Zheng, with your IQ, it shouldn't be unexpected. You old guys from the Mu family have been coveting Mu's big piece of meat for a long time. For so many years, it is because you rely on Looking at Qin Musheng, one has such a mysterious uncle, so they dare not act rashly. Now that they know that you have fallen out with Qin Musheng, and your uncle is sick, they are all starting to move around and attack your weakness."

Mu Yanzheng stopped smoking for a while, but soon he returned to normal.

"If Mu Yunting wanted to take revenge, he wouldn't do it at this time. His son's career and marriage died on the same day. Once there is any movement, all the blame will be pointed at him. That's simply self-inflicted."

"Then... what about your uncle, Mu Yunzhang. I can't see through this man at all."

Chu Ci folded his arms and narrowed his eyes slightly for analysis.

"As soon as Mu Mingzhu got married to Nanyang, he, the father, not only did not object, but also supported it. According to the normal process, shouldn't he think of commercial marriage with his only daughter?"

Mu Yanzheng squinted at him, his disgust was very obvious.

Chu Ci didn't care, and continued: "You haven't heard a word, the more the dog doesn't bark, the more dangerous it is. You see, Mu Yunzhang has been running the tea garden by himself since your father was alive. , hardly compare with the people from the Mu family. I think that the more people are like this, there must be something wrong. Also, the police haven’t given a result when your old house caught fire. It's over, what are you going to do?"

"You want to change careers and become a detective?"

"It's not impossible."

Mu Yanzheng felt that he was talking a little too much. When the cigarette was exhausted, he turned and returned to the desk, stubbed out the cigarette butt into the ashtray, threw it into the trash can, and rinsed his mouth with the tea on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Chu Ci was dumbfounded at this series of operations.

Afterwards, Mu Yanzheng picked up the phone and made a call.

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock, I'm flying to Arbroath."

After instructing the person on the other end, he hung up decisively, returned to his desk and began to read the documents.

Chu Ci came over and stood beside him, "I said, if you go there, take me with you."

"What are you going to do?"

Holding a carbon pen in his hand, Mu Yanzheng signed at the end of the last page of the document.

"Protect you!"

Chu Ci spoke with confidence.

Mu Yanzheng tilted his face and looked up, his eyes darkened.

Chu Ci was frightened and swallowed, still unwilling to give up.

"I'm just a little depressed and flustered recently, and I want to change my environment to relax."

"You just came back from the seaside."

Mu Yanzheng withdrew his gaze, continued to read the documents, and signed.

"You know, I'm half-married now, I..."

"Lin Manni, I'm going to transfer her to Binhai to be a manager."

"do not!"

Chu Ci suddenly stopped, and at the same time held down Mu Yanzheng's signing hand.

He glanced in the direction of the door, and lowered his voice: "I don't want to be restrained by a woman. My dad didn't dare to control me before. Now if I am controlled by a woman, I will feel so free."

"get out!"

Mu Yanzheng pointed at the door, his face became gloomy in an instant.

Chu Ci didn't dare to wait any longer, so he could only reluctantly open the door and go out.

The music outside sounded, and Meng Chu returned to the living room.

Lin Manni and Su Ning talked to her to relieve her anxiety and wild thoughts.

"Mengchu, are your feet swollen?"

Because they were sitting next to each other, Lin Manni could tell at a glance that the slippers Meng Chu was wearing didn't fit her feet.

After such a reminder, Meng Chu lowered his head and found out.She is not fat, but her ankles are obviously thicker.

"It's common for pregnant women to have edema, and it's not going to happen anytime soon."

Mrs. Yu came over to deliver a fruit plate and interjected.

With her words, both Mengchu and Lin Manni dispelled their worries.

The psychiatrist came at around five o'clock that afternoon. She was a woman with short hair that reached her ears, and she looked clean and fresh.

"Hi, I'm Tian Chun."

When introducing him to Mu Yanzheng, he was very generous.

"I'm Mu Yanzheng, my wife Mengchu. Xiangnan and you are classmates, and he introduced you to me."

"He called me."

After a brief chat, Mu Yanzheng asked her to wait on the sofa, while he went upstairs to call Mengchu.

In the bedroom, Meng Chu was uncomfortable lying down, so he sat on the small sofa and flipped through magazines.

When Mu Yanzheng came in, she looked up, then lowered her head again.

"I found you a psychiatrist, can you go down and see him?"

"I'm not sick, why do I need to see a doctor?"

Meng Chu turned away, his tone was a little cold.

Mu Yanzheng sat down and persuaded him patiently: "Ah Chu, you are depressed now, and you have nightmares again and again at night, you..."

"When did I get depressed?"

Meng Chu interrupted him, raised his chin slightly, and looked straight into his eyes.

Mu Yanzheng's dignified face suddenly melted, replaced with a faint smile, and raised his hand to take Meng Chu's hand.

The magazine in her hand fell on the carpet.

"I know you're not sick, but if someone is talking to you, you won't be thinking wildly. Ah Chu, I'm doing it for your own good. You need to know that your mood will affect our soon-to-be-born child."

"..."

Meng Chu was moved, and his tightly pursed lips loosened a little.

After going downstairs to meet, Tian Chun left.

The next afternoon, Mu Mu came back from Hongguang Temple.

In the evening, Mu Yanzheng took a private jet and secretly went to Arbroath.

Chu Ci, who was traveling with her, started to sleep as soon as she boarded the plane.

A few hours later, the plane landed at the most secret dilapidated manor on the outskirts of Arbroath.

At this time, it was two o'clock in the afternoon in Arbroath.

The sun is shining, and the weather is still hot.

When Mu Yanzheng came here, he didn't bring many people with him.

The three cars that had been waiting here early drove into the city from the mountain road after picking them up.

"Sir, this is the time when Qin Musheng's people are most careless. Entering the Qin's mansion is a breeze."

Recommended for those who drive.

Mu Yanzheng accepted.

A group of cars crossed the mountain stream, approaching the city of Arbroath, and entered in two ways.

As for Mu Yanzheng's car, he dropped Chu Ci on the way.