Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

That night, Jiang Chun did not wait for her uncle.

Meng Chu placed her in the guest room, and in the middle of the night he was afraid that she would choose a bed, so he got up at night to take a look.

Afraid of waking her up, Meng Chu walked slowly and sat on the edge of the bed.

The dark orange night light by the bed was on, and she could clearly see her sleeping face.

Meng Chu looked at it and suddenly smiled.

Thinking of her little treasure, she shook her head helplessly.

The daughter Mu Yanzheng had been looking forward to for a long time turned out to be a son again.

After not staying for long, Meng Chu covered her with a quilt and went back to her and Mu Yanzheng's bedroom.

It is one o'clock in the morning, noon abroad.

Meng Chu called Mu Mu, and Cui Cui was connected on the other end.

"Ma'am, it's so late, why are you still up?"

"Where's Xiao Bao?"

"The nanny is bringing it. My wife left in a hurry and forgot to bring my mobile phone. I just came back to get it for her."

Cui Cui spoke hastily.

Meng Chu was curious, and at the same time, the head of the bed that he was leaning on suddenly sat up straight: "Did Mu Yanzheng wake up?"

"Probably, I don't know very well. However, I heard from my wife that when the young master comes here, he is treated by the most senior professor in the medical field every day."

"..."

Meng Chu was silent, not knowing what to say for a while.

The complexity in her heart made her wish she could fly to him right now.

Perhaps because she was afraid that she would think too much, Cui Cui on the other end said again: "Madam, Madam took Xiaobao away, don't let your imagination run wild, Madam just doesn't want you to be distracted, and wants you to have a good night's sleep."

Meng Chu's eyes became hot.

Xiaobao was picked up from the hospital, she was often woken up in the middle of the night, thinking about things over at Mrs. Mu's side.

The busyness of the day caused her to forget that she was tired.

After a long silence, Meng Chu took a deep breath and twitched the corner of his mouth heavily: "Thank you, madam, for me."

In order not to delay Cuicui, she took the initiative to hang up the phone.

I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Finally, when the sky was getting dark, she wanted to take a nap for a while, but Mrs. Yu came and knocked on the door.

"If the little girl's parents don't come to look for her, should we call the police?"

"Exaggerated? Doesn't she have to go to school soon?"

"It's Master Ge asking."

The sound of the two talking in the corridor caught Jiang Chun in the guest room not far away.

When Meng Chu came to wake her up, she pretended to be asleep and rubbed her eyes to sit up.

Seeing that she still had to wear the washed and whitish school uniform, Meng Chu thought that his son seemed to have an extra set.

"You wait."

Stopping her from continuing to wear it, Mengchu went to Mu Cen's room to find the brand new school uniform and brought it to him.

Put on Jiang Chun, it's a little big, but it doesn't affect it.

Downstairs, Mu Cen was already eating breakfast. When he saw Jiang Chun who was going downstairs with Meng Chu, he just glanced at him and lowered his eyes coldly.

His temperament is a bit like Mu Yanzheng's, and Meng Chu has long been used to it, so he doesn't care much about it.

After the meal, the driver sent the two children away. Mengchu thought of Mrs. Yu's worries and called Mu Cen's head teacher.

It was only after some phone calls that Jiang Chun's mother passed away last month.

She is now living with an uncle.

With the address, Meng Chu drove to find the old town by himself.

3015.
According to the house number, Meng Chu knocked on a rusty iron door.

A few seconds later, the door opened from the inside, and a woman with a disheveled hair poked her head out.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, is it Uncle Jiang Chun's house?"

When the woman heard Meng Chu's question, she was stunned for a moment and nodded.

Meng Chu didn't intend to go in, but just explained Jiang Chun's situation to her outside.

The woman sighed first, and then wondered: "Miss, to tell you the truth, I don't really want to raise that child. You see, my own family is so poor that I can't get rid of it. If I raise another child who is not my own, I will not raise it." what."

"So, that's why your husband didn't pick up the child yesterday?"

Meng Chu's tone became a little heavier unconsciously.

The way the woman looked at her gradually became worse.

"What does it have to do with you, who are you, mind your own business!"

When Meng Chu was questioned, he was so rushed for a long time that he couldn't answer.

Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly closed the iron door with a bang.

Meng Chu settled in place, feeling inexplicably sad.

Jiang Chun's life is really hard for that child.

When we met for the first time, my mother and my classmates were excluded by my classmates and teachers. Now that my mother is gone, this uncle and aunt don't want to adopt her.

Just as he turned around to leave, the little girl's watery eyes and that frightened face suddenly came to mind.

She turned around, looked deeply at the iron gate, and then left.

When Meng Chu returned to the company, he first checked the funds under his own name.

Over the years, she has not accumulated much.

But if you want to use Mu Yanzheng's, I'm afraid you need his proof.

While distressed, Chen An came in from the outside.

"Vice President Meng, we are going to see President Yuan today."

"I have to go too?"

"Correct."

Meng Chu still couldn't keep up with her brain, until she got into the car, she was still thinking about Aunt Jiang Chun's face.

Chen An was driving in front, and from the rearview mirror, she always looked distraught, so she boldly asked, "Are you worried about Mr. Mu?"

"Uh."

Meng Chu didn't veto it, but soon, she expressed her troubles.

"Cen Cen has a classmate whose mother just passed away, so she was fostered by her uncle, but the uncle's family is very poor, and some don't want to raise her."

At this point, she stopped.

Chen An glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "So, Vice President Meng doesn't want to adopt this child, does he?"

"Under my conditions, I can't afford to adopt them. I just want to do my best to give them some money."

"If you want me to say, giving money is not the best. This person, he has hands and feet, once he accepts favors from others, he will form a habit. He doesn't want to work by himself and rely on others for help all his life."

"..."

After Chen An's analysis, Meng Chu felt extremely frightened.

"How do you think we can help?"

"How old is the child?"

"It should be a little bigger than Cen Cen."

Her son is smart, and he attended a kindergarten abroad for one semester. Not long after returning to China, he came into contact with elementary school.

"If the uncle and aunt really don't want to adopt, they can be sent to the orphanage, and then some kind people will adopt them. Therefore, Vice President Meng doesn't need to worry about these things."

"In short, I just feel that the child is quite pitiful."

"The world is so big, there are many poor people."

Seeing Meng Chu turn his face out of the window, Chen An changed the subject: "Ma'am, the car accident a month ago has come to an end."

Meng Chu turned his head abruptly, and silently put the hand that supported his face on his lap.

"Human or..."

"It's a bit artificial, but it's more of a coincidence."

It just so happened that the red street light was out of order that day, and it happened that Mu Yanzheng drove Meng Chu by that day.

Chen An went on to say: "The road condition monitoring that day said that the electricity was temporarily cut off due to the construction of houses nearby, which affected the red street lights. However, the nearby construction site did not work that day. A worker used a fan improperly because of the hot weather. As a result, a nearby power line was burned."

"What about the workers?"