Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"What's Cen Cen doing?"

Meng Chu blurted out a question.

The car stopped on the parking lot, and before Mu Yanzheng could pull the door for her, Meng Chu had already opened the door by himself.

Changed the posture of Xiaobao in his arms, and walked towards Mu Cen.

When he saw her, he was not as happy as he imagined, but instead had a small face, as if he was angry.

Mu Yanzheng got out of the car and came over, glanced at him, said nothing, and motioned for Mengchu to enter the room.

This move aroused Meng Chu's suspicion.

Instead of going with Mu Yanzheng, he asked his son, "What's wrong?"

He was looking at a certain place normally, but when Meng Chu asked, he suddenly lowered his head.

Mu Yanzheng, who had already walked a few steps forward, realized that Meng Chu hadn't followed, so he turned around to look.

He saw Meng Chu holding Xiaobao in one hand and Mu Cen in the other.

He was still coy and sulking, as if he didn't want to leave.

Mu Yanzheng stepped back immediately, and his expression was not very good.

"What are you doing, why are you a child squeezing into the crowd of adults!"

"……mean."

Mu Cen broke free from Meng Chu and strode into the courtyard.

As for the father and son, Meng Chu was still in the dark.

But soon, she also realized something, and asked: "You didn't go home before you went to our place, did you?"

It happened that Mu Cen was here, and he asked again...

"I saw that you were not at home, so I wanted to pick you up, and I happened to meet him who came back from school."

"So, why did he ask you to go?"

"Otherwise you'll be waiting at the door."

Mu Yanzheng also seemed aggrieved.

Meng Chu had nothing to do with their father and son.

Back at the house, Xiaobao gave it to Mrs. Wu, and Mengchu went upstairs to see Mu Cen.

There was no one in the room, guessing it was in the attic, so she went straight up.

Just seeing lying on the small table, I don't know whether to cry or what.

Meng Chu walked over quietly and sat down beside him.

After thinking for a while, she put her hand on her son's shoulder and said softly, "Cen Cen wants to see godfather?"

Mu Cen, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly sat up straight.

The delicate little face is too cold.

At first glance, the mouth looks like an oil can.

Meng Chu was amused by his expression, patted his shoulder, and said softly again: "Why don't you go live with godfather when he returns to Rongcheng for a few days?"

"Really?"

Mu Cen was pleasantly surprised, he was completely different from the angry him just now.

"Mummy, I love you."

Meng Chu was surprised by the sudden confession.

She never thought that Mu Cen would like Cheng Feng so much.

"Of course, we have to ask your father for instructions."

The happy child was suddenly doused with cold water.

Mu Cen immediately laughed.

His hand holding Meng Chu's face slowly slid down.

Meng Chu was a little dumbfounded by his erratic behavior.

I can only comfort again: "Cen Cen, you are still young now, and there are some things you don't understand. Now your father is your real guardian, and your godfather has no blood relationship with you. There may be more than family affection between you, but it is not after all. The biological father and son. Therefore, what Mommy says alone does not count, and you need to discuss it with Dad. This is mainly for your safety."

Mu Cen seemed to understand, but his expression improved slightly.

"Then I'll wait here, and Mommy will ask for me."

"Okay."

After persuading him, Meng Chu went down to the attic.

The study room was lit, and Meng Chu pushed the door straight in.

Mu Yanzheng was having a video conference, and Meng Chu had to wait aside.

bother you for something.

Seeing her coming in, Mu Yanzheng didn't leave for a long time, guessing there was something wrong.

So, briefly and clearly, the meeting was hurriedly ended.

"Is something wrong?"

Meng Chu nodded, thought for a while and approached him, and said, "I want Cen Cen to stay with Cheng Feng for a while."

"What do you mean?"

Mu Yanzheng didn't understand at once.

Turn sideways, facing her.

Meng Chu cleared his throat, and continued: "That is, let Cen Cen stay with Cheng Feng while he is in Rongcheng."

"Whose idea?"

Mu Yanzheng's face changed, his cold expression was exactly the same as that of Mu Cen just now.

As expected of father and son!
Meng Chu looked away, "My idea."

Mu Yanzheng stared at her for a while, then straightened his body again, and began to read the documents.

"He's not a kid anymore. He wants to study. If you let a single young man like Cheng Feng take care of him, you won't be afraid of his grades dropping."

Having said so much in one breath, Meng Chu was amazed.

But soon, she came to her senses and said angrily, "Mu Yanzheng, don't underestimate people. No matter what, Cheng Feng has a high EQ and IQ. If Cen Cen is with him, his grades will not drop, but will increase instead."

Mu Yanzheng didn't speak, pretending he didn't hear.

Meng Chu stared at him for a long time, angrily preparing to go out.

At the end, he threatened: "I don't agree, do you? Then don't go back to the bedroom at night."

After the words fell, the door of the study room slammed shut.

Mu Yanzheng looked in the direction of the door, but couldn't look back for a long time.

What did he hear just now, to keep him from going back to his room?
From being married to Meng Chu to now remarrying, this kind of thing has never happened, and now she started threatening him because of her son.

This woman is really talented.

In order to put his son to sleep first, Meng Chu had no choice but to tell him, and his father agreed.

Because Mu Cen was so happy, he immediately wanted to call Cheng Feng.

Meng Chu was afraid of revealing his secrets, so he quickly stopped him: "Okay, it's so late, godfather must have rested too. Didn't you wake him up when you called?"

Mu Cen thought about it and felt it made sense.

After coaxing him well, he turned off the lights and closed the door. Meng Chu stood at the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

When he passed the study, he gave him a hard look.

I went to the nursery to see Xiaobao, and then went to Jiang Chun's.

Because of her poor grades, she is still doing her homework.

"Can you accept what the current teacher Zhang said quickly? If not..."

"Bruly."

Jiang Chun didn't tell the truth.

Of course, Meng Chu also saw that when she spoke, she had no confidence at all.

Pulling up a chair and sitting down, she said patiently: "Chun'er, last time you told me that you didn't want to study, I thought about it, why don't we go to an art school?"

Jiang Chun didn't speak, just stared at her blankly.

For a half-grown child, there is no concept between an art school and a general school.

It wasn't until Mengchu asked again: "Singing, dancing, is there anything you want to learn, or do you already know?"

Jiang Chun shook his head.

"If you are interested, we will go in directly and come for that major."

"not yet."

As she spoke, she lowered her head.

"There is a piano at home. If you want to learn, we will invite the old teacher back to teach you."

"is it okay?"

Jiang Chun raised his eyes, his eyes brightened.

Meng Chu smiled: "Of course."

So it was decided, Meng Chu told her to go to bed early, then went back to the bedroom, and locked the door behind her.

When Mu Yanzheng came out after finishing his work, he really found that he couldn't get in.

He called Meng Chu, but he didn't get through for a long time.

In the end, I had no choice but to go back to the study.

The next morning, when Aunt Yu and the others got up to make breakfast, they saw Mu Yanzheng asleep in the living room downstairs.

It was the first time for the servants to meet him like this, so they were afraid of waking him up, so they could only work on tiptoe.

Until, when Mother Mu went downstairs, she saw her son lying on the sofa and stepped forward to wake him up: "Yan Zheng."