Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

The old man choked at Mu Yunting.

He didn't care on the surface, but he was somewhat unhappy in his heart.

Obviously he is the son, and Mu Yanzheng is only the grandson, but in the eyes of the old man, apart from the dead second child, the Mu family is the boss, followed by Mu Yanzheng, there is no such thing as the third son.

"His father is not here, and the second sister-in-law doesn't care much about him. In his 30s, if he wants to get married or remarry, he will always have a family. As an uncle, I also want Ah Zheng to be happy."

"You take care of your banquet, you are not too young, what's the matter with staying abroad all the time."

"It was said that it was years ago, and I would bring my girlfriend back together."

"Transfer to the mainland as soon as possible, get married and start a family. With so many industries in the Mu family, he insists on going outside to work for others. What do you think?"

The old man never looked at Mu Yunting from the beginning to the end, and his words went from being polite at the beginning to being sarcasm later, which was not pleasant to listen to.

He wanted to talk to the old man about Meng Chu, but now he blocked the conversation indiscriminately, which really made people feel uncomfortable.

Saying goodbye to the old man, he came down from upstairs, full of depression and nowhere to vent.

Just when Mu Mu came back from the outside, she was very surprised to see him.

"Yunting, how long have you been here?"

"I just came here and had a conversation with Dad."

Seeing Mu Mu, Mu Yunting resisted the depression in his heart and greeted her familiarly.

The servant served tea, and the two sat down on the sofa.

"I heard that Ah Zheng and Meng Chu want to remarry?"

"My dad and I are also very supportive, but Ah Chu still seems to be brooding over the past."

Mu Yunting's question made Mu's mother a little troubled.

He observed her expression, and immediately said again: "I remember Ah Zheng has always liked that girl from the Xie family, it's been many years, can he return..."

Seeing Mu Mu's unhappy face, Mu Yunting consciously didn't say anything further.

Although Xie's family is a high society, it is incomparable with Mu's family.

Even though Meng Chu came from a humble background, she was excellent and innocent. Not only did Mu Mu like it, but even the always harsh old man was very satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law.

"If you don't have children, I won't talk about it. Now that Cen Cen is so old, even if Yan Zheng wants to marry another woman, his grandfather will probably not agree. In the past, he wanted to marry Xie Rou, not because he liked being with her." Love, but because..."

Mother Mu was talking vigorously when the servant came down from upstairs and interrupted her.

"Ma'am, the old man said he didn't want to eat tonight, and now he wants to see his grandson."

Mother Mu and Mu Yunting got up from the sofa at the same time, and said in unison: "Why all of a sudden..."

Regardless of the embarrassment, Mother Mu hurried upstairs.

Mu Yunting stood where he was, neither going nor walking.

Waiting until there was a lot of noise, I saw the old man coming down from the elevator in the elevator with a faucet and a cane.

"Dad, even if you are going now, you have to tell Ah Chu in advance."

"I'll go directly to her house, needless to say, or on the way."

Mu Yunting was like a spectator, with a faint smile always on his handsome face, standing aside watching the old man lose his temper.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped forward to stop him: "Dad, I'll send him there."

The old man had no affection for this son before, but now that he heard that he was going to give him away, his majestic eyes instantly softened.

"Okay, Yunting will send me off."

After speaking, he walked towards the entrance very energetically.

Mother Mu was worried that he was cold, so she quickly asked the servant to bring a thick cloak, and got into the car with him.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long.

So from the old house to the neighborhood where Mengchu lived, the sky had gradually darkened.

"Dad, are you sure it's the ninth floor?"

Mu Yunting poked his head out to look at the window of Meng Chu's house. It was dark there, and it didn't look like anyone was at home.

The old man was worried and asked the accompanying servant to call Mu Yanzheng.

Unfortunately the line is busy.

In the evening, eight o'clock.

Mother Mu of the old house thought that the old man had dinner at Meng Chu's place and didn't call to condolences.At nine o'clock, she wanted to call, but the servant said that maybe the old man wanted to stay with his grandson for a while.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock that Mu's mother finally couldn't help but called Mu Yanzheng, intending to let him go and have a look.

**
In Longhuayuan, Mu Yanzheng's cell phone rang, and it was the little guy who answered it.

"Hello, Mr. Mu is not here, please leave a message if you have anything to do, and hang up if you have nothing to do."

"Cen Cen?"

Hearing that end, there was a cry of surprise.

The little guy took a special look at the number, and then asked childishly, "Grandma?"

"It's me. Where's Dad? Are you with Dad?"

"Yeah, and my mommy."

"What about grandpa, he is by your side, you give him the phone, grandma wants to talk to grandpa."

"Grandpa..."

Mother Mu's question is a bit out of line.

Meng Cen glanced at the study on the second floor, and was too lazy to climb the stairs, so he went directly to the kitchen with his mobile phone.

This is a newly-purchased small villa, and it has completely felt like a warm home in one afternoon.

"Mommy, grandma's phone number."

Meng Chu was cleaning in the kitchen. When he came in, she wiped her hands quickly, took the phone away, coughed lightly, and asked, "Mu Yanzheng is in a meeting, what's the matter, I have to wait a while."

The people at the other end don't care whether Mu Yanzheng is in a meeting or what he's doing at the moment, Mu's mother directly asked: "Where's Grandpa? It's too late, it's time to go to bed, and it's time for him to rest."

Meng Chu's face froze, she looked at her son who was still standing there, tried to talk to the person on the other end of the phone, and asked, "You mean grandpa?"

"Grandpa insisted on going to see Cen Cen in the afternoon. He drove there in your third uncle's car. Why didn't you see him?"

"no no……"

At this moment, Meng Chu was a little confused.

But for some reason, she panicked inexplicably.

Ignoring Mu Mu's further words, she immediately ran to the second floor with her mobile phone and knocked on the door of Mu Yanzheng's study.

"Your mother called, saying that grandpa seems to be missing."

Mu Yanzheng picked it up and confirmed it again.

When he heard that it was Mu Yunting's car, his whole face darkened.

The other end didn't know what to say, after hanging up, he dressed and went out.

Meng Chu worriedly grabbed his arm, but when Mu Yanzheng turned around, she let go again.

"I don't mean anything else, I know I'm worried..."

The little guy learned that it was about his great-grandfather, so he nervously moved to Meng Chu's side.

Mu Yanzheng took Meng Chu's hand and patted it comfortingly: "You guys wait for news from me at home first."

Then, he pushed the door open and disappeared into the night.

After he left, Meng Chu and his son stayed in such a big house, feeling lonely and deserted.

"Mommy, nothing will happen to grandpa, right?"

"probably not."

Meng Chu drew all the curtains on the French windows on the first floor, and the mother and son nestled on the sofa watching TV, waiting for news from Mu Yanzheng.

Time passed by second by second, and when it was twelve o'clock at night, there was no movement on the phone.

She wanted to call Mu Yanzheng, but she was afraid that it would affect his driving.

Thinking that his head was still injured, Meng Chu began to fidget.

Although she didn't want to go back the way she used to, her heart always tilted unconsciously. When he was approaching, she wanted to greet him.