Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Meng Chu told Cheng Feng the address, and about half an hour after touching it, someone knocked on the door from the outside.

He was wearing a gray plaid knee-length woolen coat and a scarf of the same color. His thin cheeks were so white that they glowed.

"I wanted to ask you last time, are you losing weight?"

In order to make the atmosphere less awkward, Meng Chu made a joke.

Cheng Feng took the tea and sat down on the sofa.

He took off his scarf and smiled slightly.

"You know, I've never advocated losing weight."

Because he is a doctor, what is health, he knows best.But now, compared to before, it is indeed a lot thinner.

"It's you, who didn't sleep all night? Why do you look in such a bad state?"

Meng Chu twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled far-fetchedly: "Sleeping."

"That is, not getting enough sleep. Lack of sleep will make people's state extremely decline. If this happens for a long time, it is not good for the body."

Having said that, he subconsciously searched the room, and finally settled on Meng Chu.

"Where's Cen Cen?"

"……Go out to play."

Meng Chu was inexplicably guilty.

After all, Chu Ci is Mu Yanzheng's friend. Although she has nothing to do with Cheng Feng now, she still wants to avoid suspicion psychologically.

"I want to come over and see him."

"Are you going abroad?"

"Yes. It's been a while since I came back, and I've been busy with academic seminars. It's not rare to have free time, so I just wanted to see you."

Cheng Feng took a sip of tea, and looked over with warm eyes like the warm sun in winter.

"I called and asked him to come back."

Meng Chu got up and wanted to go back to the bedroom to get his mobile phone, but Cheng Feng hurriedly stopped him: "No, let him play. I'll just sit for a while, the plane in the afternoon."

"So fast?"

When she turned around, he had already held her wrist.

Raising his eyes, he met Cheng Feng's affectionate eyes.

"Ah Chu, is your life not good? Has he bullied you again?"

Of course he meant Mu Yanzheng.

Meng Chu suddenly laughed.

"How come, it's good."

She didn't dare to look at him and turned her eyes elsewhere.

Cheng Feng held her cheek without any scruples, and let her look at him so presumptuously.

"Mu Yanzheng is not a good person. A man who has been in the mall for more than ten years at his age must have used inhuman methods. It was a mistake for you to marry him back then, but now you must keep your eyes open. Injure yourself again. There is no second time for your life, so you have to cherish it."

Meng Chu's nose was sour and his eyes were hot.

She nodded vigorously, something stuck in her throat, extremely difficult.

"You need money to call me. Even if we can't be husband and wife, we still have to be best friends. If you can, you can still treat me as Cen Cen's dad, and I'm only his son."

"Cheng Feng..."

Those words pierced Meng Chu's fragile heart, and he struggled several times, but in the end he couldn't hold back. He wrapped his arms around his waist, buried him in his arms, and wept silently.

Cheng Feng just stood there, always maintaining a posture.

For a long time, he raised his hand to caress her back and hugged her tightly.

At this moment, there seems to be a thousand words.Even if she doesn't say it, he still understands.

**
After Cheng Feng left, Meng Chu had a brief lunch and went to the study to sort out the design draft.

It wasn't until it was getting dark outside that she thought about whether to call Chu Ci and bring her son back.

Mother Meng was the first to call.

Meng Chu left his desk, came to the window, watched the light rain that did not know when it started, forcibly adjusted his mentality, and connected with a smile: "Mom, is it cold in my hometown?"

After all, she hasn't been back for many years, and her daughter doesn't even remember what her hometown looks like.

"It's okay, your third aunt's house turned on the heat."

"Didn't you go back to your father's house?"

The other end was silent for a long time, and whispered slowly: "He died early, what should I do when I go back. Their old Meng's family may not recognize me as a daughter-in-law, and if I go there, I will ask for trouble."

Meng Chu opened his mouth, and immediately changed his words: "Mom, how is Aunt San? I haven't seen you contact her very much before, but I saw you once when I was a child. How about it, Mom, in a few days, I will Take Cen Cen to the third aunt's house, we will celebrate the New Year together this year."

"Ah Chu, oh."

"What's the matter, Mom?"

"Your third aunt's family has a new wife, and she and your uncle were sent to live in an old house. The house is small and cramped. You and Cen Cen can stay in Rongcheng well, at least you don't have to suffer from cold and starvation."

"OK then."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and when the phone was hung up, Meng Chu transferred 5000 yuan to her mother's account.

Although she had already given some money when she left, Third Aunt was not rich.It's just that he didn't expect the old man to be kicked out when the son raised him and married his wife.

The light rain outside has been pattering without stopping, and the sky is getting darker a little bit.

Meng Chu turned off the headlight and turned on the lamp on the table.The warm yellow light illuminated her slightly tired face with tenderness and fragmentary beauty.

Looking at the computer screen, she didn't move for a long time.

It was as if through this electronic screen, something extraordinary had been seen.

It was completely dark outside, Meng Chu opened the window to let in some air, a gust of cold wind seeped in, she immediately closed the window again, and walked to the bedroom to change clothes.

She wants to go to Chu Ci in person to pick up her son.

The taxi arrived at Chu Ci's house. After Meng Chu got out of the car, he ran towards the iron gate of the villa holding an umbrella.

She rang the doorbell, and a woman came out, probably his servant.

Meng Chu bluntly asked about her son, the woman looked at her for a few seconds, and said politely: "The young master seems to have gone to the hospital with a child."

"Hospital?"

When Meng Chu heard this, he immediately frowned.

Before the woman could speak again, she hurriedly went to the side of the road to stop the car, and at the same time did not forget to call Chu Ci.

When they arrived at the hospital, as soon as they got out of the car, they encountered Chu Ci coming out of the car.

"Where's my son?"

Meng Chu didn't care about opening the umbrella, and rushed to Chu Ci, almost getting slapped.

She handed the child over to him, and he actually got it to the hospital.

"Grandpa Mu is hospitalized. If he insists on seeing your son, I will send him here."

Chu Ci clasped her restless body with his big palm, and hurriedly explained.

Meng Chu was startled, and then he calmed down.

In my mind, the content of Mu Mu's phone call yesterday suddenly flashed.It just occurred to me that Mu Yanzheng went out to find the old man when he first went out.

"What ward is it?"

"Seventh floor, [-]."

Mengchu got the answer, broke away from Chu Ci, and trot into the hospital hall.

She can't control how the old man is, but his son can no longer have much contact with the Mu family.

"Miss Meng?"

In the elevator, Meng Chu was staring at the rising floors when someone shouted behind him.

She turned her head, passed through the layers of gaps, and saw a smiling face.

Because of the crowd, she could only turn in that direction and ask back, "Xiaoya, why did you come to the hospital?"

"Sister Yingying is injured, I'll go back and get her a change of clothes."

"Injuried?"

Meng Chu originally wanted to go to the seventh floor, but changed his mind temporarily, and got off the elevator on the fifth floor with his assistant.