Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mu Yanzheng went in, while Meng Chu stopped outside the door.

Seeing the sign 'Reception Room' along the glass door next door, Meng Chu hesitated for a few seconds, then walked over.

Pushing open the door, the secretary had just finished delivering the coffee and was about to go out when the two almost bumped into each other.

Meng Chu turned around, waited for someone to go out, and closed the glass door.

Turning back and looking at the end of the long table, Fu Jing was leaning on the back of the chair and fascinated by the scenery outside the French window. She coughed lightly without hesitation.

The other party turned his head back to his senses, his expression not moving.

Meng Chu approached, pulled the side chair and sat down.

"I thought I hadn't seen you for a few days. Miss Fu got rid of Mr. Qi and made a fortune."

The sudden ridicule did not displease Fu Jing in the slightest.

Instead, she smiled, sat upright, and stirred the coffee in front of her.

"That night, I did go to Miss Wen, but It was useless."

"..."

Seeing Fu Jing shrugged indifferently, Meng Chu didn't know what to say for a while.

"However, I think it's fine now."

"So he has changed his mind about you?"

"Give me money, and I have a place to live. It saves me begging my grandpa to tell my grandma to find a job."

Speaking of which, she picked up the coffee, took a sip, and put it down again, "It's the first time I can drink Mu's coffee, and it really tastes better than the ones outside."

"Miss Fu likes it. I can ask the secretary to prepare some for you."

Facing Meng Chu's generosity, Fu Jing also let go of his guard.

"That day, he knew that I went to Wen Qing and almost strangled me to death."

"So before that, something like that happened more than once?"

Hearing what happened to her, Meng Chu couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

Fu Jing stopped talking, and sipped his coffee until the coffee was about to bottom out, before saying again: "Miss Meng, can you keep your word? Give me Mu Shi's coffee?"

"Here are all high-quality coffee beans, you need to grind them yourself when you take them home."

"It's okay, I'll just ask him to buy me a coffee machine."

The conversation stopped when it started talking about coffee, and Meng Chu didn't ask any further questions.

She went out and came in again, holding a small plastic bag in her hand, which contained coffee beans.

Thanks Fu Jing.

Suddenly thinking of something, he got up and moved a seat, approached Meng Chu and lowered his voice, asking, "I've always been curious, how did you and Tang Jinglan know each other? Have you slept with each other?"

In her impression, whenever Tang Jinglan saw a beautiful woman, he was bound to get her.

She didn't believe that Tang Jinglan had never touched someone like Meng Chu.

She had the courage to ask such a question.

Meng Chu was not angry, but smiled lightly: "I know, it's very early, and as for sleeping, of course I don't have it."

Fu Jing was surprised, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

She never expected that there would be a woman Tang Jinglan would not touch.

"Is there anything else Miss Fu wants to ask? I'll let you know."

"No, no more."

Fu Jing's eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to look at Meng Chu again.

The two heard movement outside and got up one after another.

On the way out from Mu's, Fu Jing and Tang Jinglan sat in the back row, and Meng Chu's words kept echoing in their minds.

Tang Jinglan's men, who were driving ahead, boldly glanced at her from the rearview mirror.

When Tang Jinglan saw it, he raised his foot and said, "Drive hard!"

Fu Jing woke up startled at this moment, leaned her head on Tang Jinglan's shoulder, and murmured: "Do you like Meng Chu?"

As soon as these words came out, the car was quiet.

Tang Jinglan unexpectedly did not push her away, but lowered the window of the rear seat instead.

The morning breeze blew into the car, lifting the broken hair on her forehead.

Only then did Fu Jing sit up straight, the melancholy on his face hard to hide.

Tang Jinglan glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, took her away and was still holding his hand, "You can't compare, so don't make fun of yourself in the future."

"why?"

Fu Jing didn't know where she got the courage to ask impulsively, but regretted it a little.

Moving a little to the side, Tang Jinglan said coldly, "The relationship between me and her is something a gold digger like you can't understand."

"I... I asked her."

After throwing out the introduction, Tang Jinglan was really curious.

His entire body was facing her, and his eyes no longer had the usual harshness.

"It's nothing."

Seeing his impatient behavior, Fu Jing suddenly lost interest in talking.

Tang Jinglan was not so easy to provoke, he grabbed her by the neck, gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "Believe it or not, I'm here to kill you!"

"Time and place, why should I care?"

Fu Jing replied, her eyes were full of stubbornness.

The men driving in front have slowed down and may stop at any time.

"You fucking, just because I still like your body, challenge my bottom line everywhere."

"I just want to take advantage of this stage and let myself do it."

Fu Jing was bold, raised his hand to hook his neck, and regardless of his neck being imprisoned, raised his head to Tang Jinglan's lips, and licked it recklessly.

Regardless of the ignition time, the car that was about to stop accelerated again.

Here, Mu Yanzheng returned to the office without taking his eyes off Mengchu.

"What was that woman holding in her hand just now?"

"Coffee beans."

Meng Chu answered truthfully.

Mu Yanzheng frowned.

It was the first time I saw someone come to Mu's to take things away.

"She's not Wen Qing, is she?"

"Knowingly asking."

It was not the first time for Mu Yanzheng to meet Fu Jing, and he just wanted to get more information from Meng Chu when he asked this question.

Meng Chu gave him a sideways look with a smirk.

"A few days ago, this girl asked me to testify for her. Qi Yang is Tang Jinglan. Who knows that she has become Tang Jinglan's sweetheart again after seeing her for a few days."

Speaking of this, Meng Chu shook his head helplessly.

This woman has no limits.

Tang Jinglan beat her to the hospital, but she didn't know how to repent and was with him again.

The two of them didn't stay in the company for too long, so they returned to Narada Villa.

As soon as he entered the room, Meng Chu's cell phone vibrated.

Seeing that it was Tang Jinglan calling, she glanced at Mu Yanzheng, opened the door and went out.

Outside, Tang Jinglan was standing in front of a black off-road vehicle smoking, because he was afraid that the bodyguards at the door would see him, so he put a distance on purpose to block it.

When Meng Chu came over, he almost didn't see anyone.

"Is something wrong?"

A few hours ago, the shareholders meeting had just been held.

If it's about the group, he should find Mu Yanzheng.

"Can't I find you?"

Tang Jinglan looked at her through the misty smoke.

Meng Chu stood far away, but did not approach.

"Since it's all right, I'll go back."

After she finished speaking, she was about to turn around and leave.

Tang Jinglan hastily called people to stop: "Meng Chu."

Meng Chu turned around, "..."

"I'm Qi Yang now, not Tang Jinglan in the past, but we're still friends, right?"

Meng Chu was a little surprised by such a sudden remark.

At this time, he also stubbed out the cigarette butt, and twisted it on the ground.

"You are now a shareholder of Mu's. If you don't do anything that harms the company, I don't think anyone will find trouble."

"What would you do if he wanted to kill me?"

"Who is going to kill you?"

Meng Chu was confused by his words.

Immediately, she reacted again.

"Mu Yanzheng?"

Tang Jinglan looked straight into her eyes and stood up straight.