Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"I never look forward to such things as marriage. As for why there is no more, Meng Chu, don't you know?"

"Mr. Tang, there is no need."

Meng Chu just wanted to solve the matter quickly and didn't want to chat with him.

When their eyes met, Meng Chu naturally lowered his eyes and looked at the milk in front of him.

"Mengchu, you came to me to solve Wen Ya's matter. Now that I'm telling you this, you see that you want to escape again."

His voice was not loud, but he had the air of a good old man, making it seem like Meng Chu didn't know what was good or what was wrong.

"Since it's about Wenya, I don't think there's any need for Mr. Tang to bring up the fact that I met you in Mi Lai before, and say it again."

"need."

"..."

Seeing that he couldn't resist, Meng Chu didn't bother to correct him, so he said angrily, "You can do whatever you want."

Tang Jinglan stared at her brows and eyes for a long while, then his glazed eyes lowered little by little, and landed on her crimson lips.

"Before, the Wen family planned to marry my family. It's just... I was asked to withdraw later."

He said it lightly.

In order to get more information from him, Meng Chu could only bite the bullet and continue listening.

"Wen's family is abroad, and they can be considered a big family among overseas Chinese. But in this case, I think if it disappears, it's just like crushing an ant to death with a finger."

"Mr. Tang, I know your extraordinary means, but Wen Ya made the mistake. There is no need to take everyone's life. What is the difference between you and a desperado?"

"Are you worried about me?"

"whispering sound!"

Tang Jinglan stretched his head, Meng Chu scoffed coldly, and looked away.

He smiled, took the coffee cup with his big palm and put it aside, and put his arms on the table.

"I helped you with her, what can you give me?"

"I didn't say anything, I just wanted her to be punished as she deserved."

"Since it's a dead person, it's a life for a life."

"Tang Jinglan, can you stop talking about life and death in ten sentences?"

"Okay, of course you can. It's just that asking for help naturally looks like asking for help."

"In the past, you and my husband had been at loggerheads because of business matters. If Wen Ya's matter is settled, he will give in and absolutely guarantee that he will never fight with you again."

"That's it?"

"Ang, are you still not satisfied with such a great benefit?"

"..."

The corner of Tang Jinglan's smiling mouth rose slightly.

He suddenly felt that it was so pleasant to be able to talk with the person he liked in such a warm afternoon.

"If I had known earlier that it was so difficult to find you to do things, I shouldn't have made plans for you."

"It's not difficult. I don't care about business matters. As long as he, Mu Yanzheng, doesn't want his family to monopolize Rongcheng."

"When did he occupy Rongcheng?"

"Meng Chu, I'm afraid you don't know? Where he is Mu Yanzheng, my name, Tang Jinglan, is not worthy to appear."

Perhaps because of the sensitive point, Tang Jinglan, who was still smiling just now, suddenly looked sullen.

"...I admit that I never even heard your name before, but since..."

"From the matter of Wen Ya, he let down his guard against me."

Before Meng Chu could finish speaking, he grabbed the conversation.

Meng Chu could hear the grievance in his tone, and suddenly it was difficult to tell what the meaning of what he said to her was.

"Mr. Tang, I promise you, as long as you let Wen Ya be punished by law, I will make my husband no longer hostile to you."

"You talk, does he listen?"

"Yes, I should listen."

After Tang Jinglan was serious, he took out an exquisite gift box from the inside pocket of his suit, put it on the table and pushed it towards her.

At this scene, not only Meng Chu who was in the coffee shop was a little surprised, but even Mu Yanzheng who was outside through the dark car window clenched his palms subconsciously.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop were unobstructed, and the two of them couldn't hear their voices, but their every move was extremely clear.

"what is this?"

Meng Chu looked at the gift box and then at him.

"It's for you."

Knowing that Mu Yanzheng was nearby, Tang Jinglan deliberately took the box back and slowly opened it, revealing a high-end silk scarf printed with red cherry blossoms.

Looking at the silk scarf, Meng Chu covered his mouth suddenly, and subconsciously kept his smile on.

To say that you are not moved is a lie.

All her marriages with Mu Yanzheng were added up. Except for a period of time after the divorce, she received flowers from him, no matter what the festival, she had never seen any sign of it.

"Do you like it very much?"

Tang Jinglan tentatively asked.

Meng Chu just stared at the silk scarf, not daring to answer.

No matter how much she likes it, she can't accept it.

"It's nice, but not for me."

"Suitable for."

Meng Chu's refusal made Tang Jinglan bolder, holding the silk scarf across the table, and gesticulating on Meng Chu's neck.

Meng Chu hurriedly blocked it with his hands, resisting with his mouth: "The main reason is that I don't like silk scarves."

"And what do you like? Earrings?"

Tang Jinglan chased after him like a sperm on his brain.

Coincidentally, Meng Chu was wearing small silver earrings.

When Tang Jinglan asked this, she instinctively raised her hand to touch her earlobe.

Their actions attracted the attention of a pair of young women next to them.

A young talent and a pretty woman who is pregnant, if they say they are not husband and wife, no one will believe it.

"Sister, your husband treats you well. That silk scarf is so beautiful, it looks very expensive."

After the girl finished speaking, the other immediately interrupted: "I also bought one last time, and it looks like it's not as good as his. It costs more than 2 yuan."

Meng Chu blushed and glared shyly at the person opposite.

Immediately, he explained to the two girls: "You have misunderstood, he is not my husband."

Tang Jinglan was the only one watching the show, with a faint smile on her lips, and her incomprehensible gaze locked on her tightly.

Meng Chu looked serious and lowered his voice: "Since it has been agreed, I hope to see the result within a week."

"Will the time be too short?"

"With your ability, a week is a long time."

After Mengchu finished speaking, he took his bag and left.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the coffee shop, he saw Mu Yanzheng getting out of the car with a face ashen.

He must have seen the scene in the cafe just now.

Meng Chu was worried, so he walked quickly towards him, pulled him and pushed him back into the car.

When Meng Chu got into the car, he glanced out the window and froze immediately.

Don't make the angle too clear, so just now...

"How was the chat? Did he give you something?"

When the car started, Mu Yanzheng's displeased voice came.

Meng Chu sat in the back, looked at the back of his head, pursed his lips, and said for a long time: "It's agreed, don't have conditions for a week. As for sending things...it's nothing."

Hesitating, he just raised his eyes and met Mu Yanzheng's clear eyebrows in the rearview mirror.

"Ah Chu, a silk scarf. You won't say it, he just wants you to refer to it and gave it to his woman."

"Mu Yanzheng, what do you mean?"

In the cramped compartment, the tense atmosphere suddenly rose.

Meng Chu was inexplicably irritable, and his voice was raised a little unconsciously.