Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Xie Rou went crazy in the mental hospital and stabbed the medical staff with a knife.

Therefore, Mu Yanzheng had to come forward to solve it.

Because Xie's mother was worried that her daughter would hurt herself, she proposed to be locked up at home, and Xie's father also agreed.

Mu Yanzheng could only rely on it and use his power to finish the matter.

But at the same time, Xie Rou's entertainment company also sent the contract termination letter to Mu's Group.

"What do you mean?"

In the office, Mu Yanzheng looked at the three large characters in the contract termination letter, and looked at the agent with a puzzled expression.

Sister Shan was overwhelmed by Mu Yanzheng's powerful aura, touched her hair guiltyly, and looked to the side.

"No other meaning. This is the result of the unanimous decision of Jin Huang's senior management."

"I heard that the city IP you are planning is looking for investors."

Mu Yanzheng supported the armrests with both hands, and slowly stood up from the chair, with a lazy voice as if he was talking about an unimportant event.

The other party's eyes were obviously shining, and his gaze followed him to the French window.

"If the Mu family injects funds into Jinhuang, can this termination letter be withdrawn?"

Mu Yanzheng turned half his body, his stern profile was beautiful and charming.

Sister Shan was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she hurriedly said 'oh', and then said: "Mr. Mu's condition, I can't make the decision alone."

"Then please take this document with you and call me back after going back to discuss it."

With cold eyes, Mu Yanzheng glanced at the contract termination letter on the table.

Sister Shan hesitated for a while and took away the documents.

But he turned sideways to him, and solemnly advised: "Mr. Mu, I think you understand Miss Xie's temper better than we do. I just don't know if it's worth it for you to give so blindly. Also, if your wife I know, will she agree with your approach."

After that, she nodded symbolically at him, turned and left the office.

Mu Yanzheng's right hand couldn't stop shaking at this moment.But when he looked at the face outside, there was a hint of ridicule faintly.

His wife, where is his wife, he has been divorced a long time ago! -
The day before the Hr show, almost everyone in Rongcheng's business community who had anything to do with fashion was invited to watch the show.

Originally, Chen An planned that HR Daxiu would not invite Mu Yanzheng, so he had the cheek to ask for it, and he would definitely let his boss see Meng Chu.

When they divorced back then, he could see that it was because of Xie Rou's relationship.

Later, when Meng Chu passed away, he witnessed his boss being mentally ill for a long time, and even found a photo of the two of them under the pillow in the rest room of Mu Yanzheng's office.

You obviously have her in your heart, why just refuse to face it?
That woman Xie Rou is domineering and arrogant, like a tigress.

As an outsider, Chen An saw Mu Yanzheng's confusion about his feelings thoroughly and clearly.

"Mr. Yan, the VIP ticket for the Hr show."

Early in the morning, when Chen An entered the office, no one had knocked on the door of the rest room.

Mu Yanzheng was putting on his tie in front of the full-length mirror, without even looking at the things he handed over, he said coldly, "Reject it, I'm going on a business trip."

Chen An's eyebrows twitched.

What time is this? Are you on a business trip now?On purpose?

"Mr. Mu, I'm afraid I can't refuse this big show."

He bit the bullet and opened his eyes to speak nonsense. Hr has always been a niche brand, and Mu's didn't bother with him.

Mu Yanzheng's cold eyes slanted towards him.After a while, I asked, "Do you really want to go?"

Chen An was stunned, with a helpless expression on his face.

"President Mu."

After the words came out, Mu Yanzheng's cell phone rang suddenly.

Chen An didn't say any more, watched him pick up the switch, and consciously exited the rest room.

Looking at the golden admission ticket in his hand, he sighed and put it on the desk, then turned around and was about to go out.

"How many tickets did Hr send?"

At this time, Mu Yanzheng came out from the rest room and asked him.

Chen An was overjoyed.

"Sent five, but."

"Leave two, and the rest will be divided freely."

Mu Yanzheng didn't give Chen An a chance to finish speaking, and while buttoning his cuffs, he walked towards the desk.

"Why is there only one?"

He saw the VIP ticket in front of the computer at a glance, picked it up and asked Chen An.

The other party was really helpless: "At first I thought President Mu didn't plan to go, so I gave the other four cards to Vice President Yuan and the others."

"Yuanzhen doesn't need to go, take it back."

Mu Yanzheng's firm and decisive words made Chen An have to do it immediately.

On the day the big show started, Cheng Feng went out early in the morning.

Meng Chu remembered that he said yesterday that there was an operation in the afternoon, so he didn't ask any further questions.

After a simple breakfast, I drove to Hr.

The models are all ready and are entering the backstage of the show in a car.The make-up team has also arrived, and the only thing left is to set the number of clothes.

Meng Chu divided it into two categories: advanced fashion and national style and ancient charm.

Name: leaning on the fence to listen to the wind
In order to show the brand style, she directly changed into a national style cheongsam.Elegant-colored silk, with cuckoo embroidery on the neckline, covered with gauze of the same color, fully displayed her concave-convex and graceful figure.

"Boss Meng really has a good background. In ancient times, this would be a stately beauty and a peerless beauty."

"No wonder, the ancient emperor often missed the early court. It turned out that it was the beauty who caused the trouble."

"Hurry up, you two, time is running out."

Listening to the chatter of the two employees, Meng Chu couldn't help urging.

Before setting off, she still looked in the mirror, tied her shoulder-length hair into a bun, and tied a pearl hairpin.

By the time she arrived, the models had already appeared on stage.Meng Chu trusted Hr's control and organization, so when she arrived, she went directly into the venue through the side door, and sat down at the seat with her name on it to watch.

There are no empty seats in the show field of hundreds of square meters.

The most distinguished guests in Rongcheng were all in the front row, so she accidentally saw Mu Yanzheng opposite.

He was dressed in a black suit, noble and elegant, aloof and extraordinary.

Xu Shi had no interest in Daxiu, and kept looking down at his phone.

Meng Chu glanced at him, then looked away.

At this moment, he raised his head and saw the woman sitting on the other side of the catwalk in front of him, he was stunned.

A pair of quiet eyes stared straight at that more refined and charming face that I hadn't seen in four years.

It really was her, Meng Chu, so you are really still alive!

Mu Yanzheng got up uncontrollably, at this moment, he only had Meng Chu in his eyes, and nothing else.

But the model is showing clothes, because he suddenly attracted a few people's attention.

At this time, Xie Rou, who went to the bathroom, was accompanied by a servant and returned to her seat.

Seeing his actions, he followed his line of sight and opened his eyes wide in surprise at the same time.

Meng Mengchu!

"what!"

The originally harmonious and ethereal show was broken by a sudden scream.

The models who appeared and those who were about to appear were all confused, and hurriedly hid in the backstage porch.

The music at the big show stopped abruptly, and the spectators got up one after another, and saw a woman in a red dress squatting next to Mu Yanzheng, shaking her head with her hands in her arms.