Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Meng Chu's face was slightly pale, and the smile hanging on the corner of his mouth gradually froze.

In the next second, Wen Ya had passed her and walked towards Mu Yanzheng.

"Miss Wen, where is your fiance?"

Meng Chu's voice was raised, and he turned to look at Wen Ya's eyes. There was a lot of energy in his eyes, a kind of smile that was obviously smiling, but with a bit of coldness.

Wen Ya didn't know whether it was because of the word 'fiancé', or because she was frightened by her eyes, she stopped her feet and turned around.

Meng Chu took a few steps forward and whispered softly, "If Tang Jinglan knew that you were carrying him behind your back and thinking about other men, how would he feel?"

Wen Ya's complexion turned from joy to gloom, and the look in her eyes was even more cruel.

"Mengchu, don't threaten me here. This lady is not scared."

"Then you are free."

Seeing this, Meng Chu didn't bother to talk to her, shrugged, turned and walked towards the hotel gate.

Several women who followed Wen Ya, all dressed up in gorgeous clothes, directly blocked Meng Chu's way in order to flatter Wen Ya.

"Step aside!"

Meng Chu was angry.

The woman was wearing a pink dress, and her lips were painted like blood.With arms folded, he stared at Meng Chu arrogantly: "I'm not, apologize to Wen Ya, otherwise you don't want to go in."

"What if I don't?"

Meng Chu raised his eyebrows, his eyes piercing.

The woman's face was slightly angry, and she was about to hit someone with her hands.

Meng Chu raised his hand subconsciously, and a pair of strong arms had already wrapped around his waist.When she regained her composure, she met Mu Yanzheng's deep eyes.And his other hand was touching the palm of the woman's wave.

"What is your identity, dare to do it here!"

After a while, Mu Yanzheng turned his head and slammed the woman's arm away. The woman was caught off guard, took two steps back and fell to the ground.

Without further ado, Mu Yanzheng took Meng Chu into the hotel.

"Unruly woman, what are you doing with her?"

Entering the elevator, Mu Yanzheng criticized Mengchu in a low voice, regardless of the others.

She wanted to refute, so she scanned a circle of people and had to shut up temporarily.

Seeing her lowering her head, Mu Yanzheng acted like she knew she was wrong, so she didn't say anything more about her.

When they reached the floor where the celebration banquet was located, as soon as the two of them entered, Mark with a gray beard greeted him. He first shook hands with Mu Yanzheng. When he arrived at Mengchu, he wanted to hug, but he just raised his hand and then gave up. He shook hands instead.

As they entered, all the people in the noisy banquet hall looked at Meng Chu in unison for an instant.

The winner of the gold medal, holds the title of top designer, and her husband is the richest and most powerful capitalist in Rongcheng.

"Everyone raise your glasses."

Mark suddenly uttered a sentence in English, and the venue boiled again.

Wen Ya and the others came in, glanced at where Meng Chu was, and then went to the other side to get the wine.

"Xiaoya, I didn't expect this woman to be Mu Yanzheng's wife."

"Then if Mu Yanzheng knew that you were responsible for the competition, would you..."

"To shut up!"

The woman kept talking at the side, Wen Ya was annoyed and couldn't help scolding.

The other women who followed her didn't dare to speak any more in an instant.

"Miss Wen."

At this time, a playful male voice came from behind.

Wen Ya turned around and saw a handsome man, she immediately raised the corners of her lips.

The other party approached with a smile, glanced at the woman following Wen Ya, and asked, "Are you all good friends?"

"of course."

"Very good. Girls can't be alone, so lonely."

As the man said, he withdrew his hand from his pocket and wanted to shake Wen Ya's hand without hesitation.

She smiled on the surface, lowered her eyebrows to see the man's actions, her face changed, and she raised her hand to touch the man's fingertips.

The man was very happy and wanted to talk to her, but Wen Ya winked at one of her sisters, and someone immediately stood between her and the man enthusiastically: "Handsome guy, my name is Slinda."

The man laughed dryly, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Ya and left.

He wanted to overtake the woman to pursue Wen Ya, but was deliberately blocked by the woman, so he had no choice but to give up in the end.

Here, Meng Chu and Mu Yanzheng met people from the organizing committee of this international competition and were talking with them when Wen Ya came over.

"Sorry everyone, I'm late."

Because there are many foreigners, Wen Ya speaks English.

Meng Chu was inexplicably disgusted, took the initiative to hold Mu Yanzheng's arm, and deliberately cast a smug look at Wen Ya.

When the other party saw it, his eyes became very hard.

But in front of so many people, she was too embarrassed to lose her temper.

Several times, when he wanted to go over to talk to Mu Yanzheng, he coldly avoided him.

Wen Ya has never been treated like this before, and she looks very bad.Unable to catch up with Mu Yanzheng, she simply didn't come forward to join in the fun and went to the dessert area.

At this moment, a coquettish-looking woman in an ice blue dress came slowly and sat down beside the bar where Wen Ya was.

"Xiaoya, what do you think is so special about Meng Chu that he can make such an outstanding man as Mu Yanzheng fall for her completely."

The woman carrying two servings of tiramisu sat down on the other side of Wen Ya.

"I want to know, you need to tell me."

Wen Ya is upset, and now she doesn't want to hear about the name Meng Chu anymore.

"Miss Wen?"

The woman next to her spoke at the right time.

Wen Ya and her friend turned their heads at the same time, both with a hint of doubt.

A woman hides a knife in her smile, which is hard to detect.

"You have to grab what you like in order to get it, otherwise you can only watch and not get it."

Wen Ya turned her head and looked at her friend.

Suddenly turned around, moved closer to the woman, and asked proudly: "Do you know me?"

"Miss Wen, who doesn't know?"

The woman smiled and her eyes were lowered, but her eyes were hard to look straight at.

Wen Ya was suspicious, and after looking it over, she reconfirmed: "What do you want to say?"

The woman shrugged helplessly: "I have already said what I want to say, but Miss Wen doesn't understand. What can I do?"

The friend wanted to stand out, Wen Ya grabbed him and moved closer to the woman: "What you said is easier said than done."

The woman looked through her and looked at her friend, "Who is she to you?"

"My sister."

Wen Ya didn't know what she meant, so she said it directly.

The woman narrowed her eyes, stared at Wen Ya, and asked: "Then, sister, can you ask the waiter for a bottle of champagne for me?"

"..."

Wen Ya had no choice but to turn her head and wink at her friend.

After he left, the woman took out a ring from her handbag and handed it to Wen Ya.

She was attracted by the multicolored diamonds on it, and she was admiring it, and the woman whispered to her ear.

Wen Ya's complexion changed drastically, she became extremely pale, and her lips trembled: "No, it's not possible."

Embarrassed, she hurriedly took out the ring and wanted to return it to the woman, but the woman grabbed her palm and kissed her, then raised her head and smiled strangely: "Miss Wen, if you're not ruthless, you won't have a chance."

"But is that a human life?"

"In broad daylight, bright and bright, do you think such a thing will happen?"

"Then this..."

Wen Ya was still in panic, her eyes were wide open and her face was abnormally pale.