Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Meng Chu thought he would pass by Tang Jinglan, but unexpectedly, the waiter stopped at his table.Then turned and left.

Sitting opposite Tang Jinglan, the stylishly dressed girl's eyes lit up when she saw Meng Chu, and she got up and held out her hand, "Hello, Teacher Meng, I'm Wen Qing."

"??"

Meng Chu was stunned, hesitating for two seconds, she stretched out her hand to shake it back.

Wen Qing immediately signaled Tang Jinglan to sit on her side and asked Meng Chu to sit on the opposite side.

"I dare not be a teacher."

After Meng Chu sat down, his expression was calm and generous.

Wen Qing's eyes were full of admiration for her, but the person next to her was staring at Meng Chu's face with a smile on her face, but she couldn't see it.

Meng Chu didn't give him a look since he sat down.

Until, Wen Qing took the initiative to introduce: "Mr. Meng, this is my fiance."

She didn't say her name, so she probably knew something.

"Miss Wen, you still call me Miss Meng, or just call me by my first name."

"OK then."

Reluctantly agreeing, Wen Qing continued: "I come from a design background, and I have never had a good mentor, so I also want to take this opportunity to express myself. I didn't expect that I could attract Miss Meng's attention. I am so happy gone."

Meng Chu looked at the girl in front of him with a face somewhat similar to Wen Ya, but with the opposite personality, and couldn't help but want to tease Tang Jinglan.

Does he take all good and bad?

Wen Ya used to be his fiancée, and now his younger sister Wen Qing is also his fiancée. Could it be that he is not married to the Wen family?

"Miss Wen, actually Let's put it this way. "

Since Tang Jinglan was here, Meng Chu didn't intend to hide it.

"The reason why I want to meet you is mainly because I want to take advantage of your clothing exhibition this time to increase the exposure of my artists."

"Ok?"

Wen Qing didn't understand what she said, and looked sideways at Tang Jinglan.

Meng Chu also glanced at Tang Jinglan, and then said, "That's it. I heard that your fashion show used fake models. Ms. Wen knows that a fashion show looks better with real people, and it can better reflect your designs. The value of the clothes."

"To be honest, I thought about it too, but models are hard to find."

When Wen Qing told the truth, she also lost her expression.

The waiter came to deliver coffee at this time, but Meng Chu ignored it, and her whole mind was the purpose of her coming here.

So, he quickly grasped the topic, "Miss Wen, we can cooperate."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Qing's eyes lit up, and her depressed mood suddenly turned for the better.

"Of course. I heard that Ms. Meng held various fashion shows in the past two years."

"That said, leave the modeling to me, and you just have to prepare your work."

"Uh-huh."

Wen Qing was as happy as a half-grown child at this moment.

Tang Jinglan on the side sometimes matched her emotions, but his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Meng Chu.

Now that the cooperation has been discussed, Mengchu felt that there was no need to sit down.

Just when she was about to get up, Wen Qing who was opposite said excitedly: "Miss Meng, shall we have a meal together?"

"I have a cold, and I have to go to the hospital soon."

As she spoke, she pretended to cough.

It's hard for Wen Qing to keep her anymore, so she can only say: "Then call me anytime?"

Meng Chu smiled and nodded.

Coming out of the coffee shop, Meng Chugang found the car keys from his bag and was about to drive away.

Unexpectedly, when he pulled the car door, someone blocked him.

Turning to look at the person coming, her face immediately turned ugly.

"Tang Jinglan, what are you doing?"

"..."

Meng Chu's tone was cold, and his attitude was even colder.

Tang Jinglan just kept a posture, staring at her intently.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Meng Chu forcibly pushed his hand against the car door away.

But the more she pushed, the harder he pushed, and one arm was as hard as iron.

Meng Chu didn't push for a long time, so he could only give up.

She glanced at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop, trying not to let the people over there see her, turned to Tang Jinglan, and said viciously: "You have never finished, and your fiancée who doesn't accompany you, came to block me, is there something serious?" .”

"Just because Xue Ying snatched the role, you plan to use Wen Qing's fashion show to give Chengyuan's artists more exposure?"

"You still know how to grab roles, all this is not from your hands!"

It's okay not to mention that, Meng Chu couldn't get out of his anger.

Tang Jinglan rubbed his chin, frowned, and looked away.

He was thinking, but he had no intention of letting Meng Chu go.

"Find a place to talk."

For a while, he said.

Meng Chu had just reached an agreement with Wen Qing, but the duck that couldn't reach its mouth just flew away like that.

"We have nothing to talk about. You'd better go back and spend time with your fiancée. It can be seen that you are also very satisfied with her. Wen Qing is no better than Wen Ya, simple and interesting, she is the type you like."

Tang Jinglan's eyes with lowered eyebrows deepened, revealing a trace of inexplicable danger.

Meng Chu took a step back in fear, and suddenly had an idea to call out to the position behind him: "Miss Wen."

Tang Jinglan turned his head, Meng Chu gave a sudden push, and quickly got into the cab.

Tang Jinglan just watched the car leave and did not chase after it.

Meng Chu traveled far, and slowly stopped the car on the side of the road.

She needs to slowly digest what happened just now.

When I was in a bad mood, the phone in my bag vibrated with a buzzing sound.

Meng Chu thought it was Cheng Feng who called, so she looked for the phone slowly, but when she took it out and saw the familiar number on it, she couldn't restrain the corners of her mouth from rising instantly.

"Ah Chu, when are you coming to see me?"

Pointing away with trembling fingers, a weak and hoarse male voice came from the other end.

Looking at the scenery outside, Meng Chu said calmly, "Maybe it will take a while."

"Why wait, isn't there nothing wrong with you?"

It seems that Chen An didn't tell him about Chengyuan.

It's also Chengyuan's small entertainment company, how can it compare with Mu's.

"A little thing."

Meng Chu's words were duplicity.

When Mingming learned that his car accident was particularly serious, he was worried to death.

Now that he knew that he had carried it over, he began to play with his temper again.

"Ah Chu, I don't feel anything in my lower body right now. If you don't come to see me, maybe I'll be in bed for the rest of my life."

On the other side, Mu Yanzheng said a lot with a hoarse voice.

Meng Chu evoked a smile, and the corners of his eyes suddenly became moist.

There was a sudden tightness in her throat, she took away the phone, took a deep breath, and said to the person on the other end of the phone again: "Mu Yanzheng, you have been in a coma for more than a month, why don't you ask your child?"

"Mom said, it's good. I'm worried about you. How were you... how were you that day?"

When asked about this, Meng Chu suddenly didn't know what to say.

What happened that day, if she didn't watch the surveillance, she wouldn't know how serious it was.

She was in a coma, and when she woke up, the child had been born.

"I'm fine, it's just another gash in my stomach."

Meng Chu said jokingly.

On the other end, Mu Yanzheng said seriously: "It's okay, I won't dislike it."

"..."

At this moment, Meng Chu's tears had overflowed his eyes.

She forced herself to be calm, and took the phone away again. After adjusting her emotions, she swallowed hard into the phone: "Just wait, I will see you."