Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

Sheng Nanzhi nervously held Duomi in his arms, and he slammed into the front seat firmly, his forehead was red and swollen.

Su Wanqing was still in shock, cursing: "Who the hell, I don't know if my mother is driving a Porsche. The rear-end collision is entirely responsible, can I afford it?"

Just when she was emotionally ready to get out of the car, the car behind appeared leisurely outside the driver's seat.

When Su Wanqing saw that face, she couldn't say a word, and stumbled for a long time, "Fu..."

Fu Chenmo couldn't say these three words.

Although everyone knew in their hearts that it was not uncommon for Sheng Nanzhi to meet Fu Chenmo when he returned to Haicheng, but this day could not come so soon, especially when Sheng Nanzhi was still holding Duomi in his arms.

At least for now, Duomi's existence cannot be discovered by Fu Chenmo.

Sheng Nanzhi, who was sitting in the back seat, was in a daze.

That person was standing in front of her right now, that face had appeared in her dreams countless times, and every time she woke up, she was drenched in sweat.

"Miss Su, I know you drive a Porsche, so you can still afford to pay for it. Are you all right, do you need to go to the hospital?"

He said, looking into the car with his pretty profile.

Sheng Nanzhi lowered her head in a hurry, and hugged Duomi tightly in her arms.

"No, no, that, Mr. Fu, you are busy first, I still have something to do, so let's go first..."

Su Wanqing was planning to run away quickly, but Domi in the back row suddenly muttered in a low voice: "The hug is too tight, I can't breathe!"

Sheng Nanzhi regretted that she didn't cover Duomi's mouth...

Hearing the child's voice, although Fu Chenmo was puzzled, he did not continue to investigate like a gentleman, "Since Miss Su has something to do, go ahead and do it first. I'll ask my assistant to contact you for the car repair."

Sheng Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Fu Chenmo get into the Bentley Mulsanne with the license plate number Hai a00888 in the rearview mirror.

"Mum, you almost smothered me to death, and... your heart was beating so fast just now!"

There was a bit of gossip on Duomi's immature face, "Mum, tell me secretly, is that man Auntie Wanqing said, the man you like? You should have shown me what he looks like just now, I'll rate him!"

The son gave Lao Tzu a score, and some of them were filial.

"The owner of the red Porsche should be a younger sister, right? I guess it must be sexy and hot." Mu Chen was always glib.

"Well, it's indeed the type you like."

Mu Chen's eyes lit up, "Did you leave your contact information?"

"You should have contact information for this person. If I remember correctly, her full name is Su Wanqing."

Su Wanqing?

Mu Chen was a little stiff when he heard these three words.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Chenmo found it very interesting, and continued: "By the way, you haven't returned to China for several years, so I'll let you know that there is a baby in Su Wanqing's car.

I'm a little curious, do you want to ask when she gave birth to the child? "

Mu Chen's face was livid, unlike when he talked a lot just now, he was extremely silent at this moment.

"How is it? Are you still in the mood to go to Nightingale? If not, I'll take you back to Mu's house."

Fu Chenmo's words are absolutely not caring and considerate, only pure sarcasm.

Mu Chen squinted his eyes, "Fu Chenmo, Fu Chenmo, you boy, didn't I just mention your ex-wife? As for being so aggressive, is it so aggressive?"

Fu Chenmo frowned deeply, "I'm just being disturbed by your ears, and I want you to talk less."

Looking at the night scene speeding past outside the car window, Mu Chen murmured, "Stop pretending, I've heard people say that in the past four years, that woman has already become an existence that cannot be mentioned in front of you."