Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"Dad, I want to see the position down there."

The two were exchanging greetings when Mu Cen suddenly got off the sofa and ran towards Mu Yanzheng.

John looked at him and then at Mu Yanzheng, his eyelids with deep sockets blinked, "Your son really looks like you."

Mu Yanzheng ignored him, put down his glass and got up directly.

He personally led Mu Cen to the best position, and immediately there were two bodyguards guarding him.

At this moment, among the crowd diagonally opposite, there was a woman holding a camera, facing this direction, and pressing the shutter one after another.

Just as Mu Yanzheng went up to the second floor from below, Meng Chu's phone came in.

"Stand up stand up stand up..."

Just as he was about to pick it up, suddenly there was a loud voice from the audience below.

Immediately, irritability rose from the heart.

This is the suspended second floor, not soundproof.

If Mengchu knew that he had brought his son here, he might think too much.

"John, your soundproof room..."

Mu Yanzheng pointed to the number that was still jumping towards the person on the sofa.

The other party didn't finish a glass of wine, so he quickly pointed to the closed office.

"Why so long?"

When Meng Chu's voice came, Mu Yanzheng was inexplicably guilty.

"It's a bit noisy here, I have to find a quiet place."

"...Cen Cen didn't lose his temper with you, did he?"

"No, very good."

"It's rare to hear the word "good" from your mouth."

"..."

After all, Meng Chu didn't quite believe that he and Mu Cen could be inseparable like Cheng Feng.

After all, they are father and son, and the temperament of the two is born with a sense of distance.

Often, Meng Chu was worried about this.

Now that she heard him say that Mu Cen is good, she was still somewhat worried.

The call didn't last long, Meng Chu hung up and called Chen An again.

"Are you going to send documents to Mu Yanzheng today?"

"Should not."

"Need not?"

In Meng Chu's impression, Mu Yanzheng was quite busy.

Not even one day did not read the documents, do not sign the documents.

She was even more surprised when she heard Chen An said that she didn't need to send it away.

"He doesn't go to the company these days, nor is he at home. The company is closed?"

It's hard for Chen An to answer these words.

Both sides were silent for a while, and Meng Chu said again: "I mean, if you go to deliver the documents, check Cen Cen's status."

"...Status?...OK."

Although Chen An had doubts, he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

In the evening, when he drove to the entertainment city, Mu Cen was not with Mu Yanzheng.

"Anything else?"

After delivering the documents, Chen An had no intention of leaving.

Mu Yanzheng looked at him looking around, looking for something, and couldn't help asking.

Chen An had a flash of inspiration, "No. Why didn't Mr. Mu not see the young master?"

He asked generously, and Mu Yanzheng dispelled his worries.

"He's in the drone racing room."

"Can I go and see?"

Mu Yanzheng looked coldly, but did not refuse.

Chen An went out from the office here, and found the so-called drone racing room according to the directions of the bodyguards.

One looks small, but looks very dilapidated iron gate.

He went in, the light inside was very dark, but there were quite a few people, almost all young people.

Chen An searched inside for a long time before he found Mu Cen who was being guided by his master in the innermost place.

He is wearing VR glasses, holding a drone in both hands, and is concentrating on flying.

Chen An stood aside and waited until the flight was over.

I heard the master praise: "It's great. Mr. Mu said you are a novice, it doesn't look like it at all."

Chen An couldn't bear to step forward, "I've been fond of airplane models since I was a child, and drones are naturally extremely easy to use."

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Mu Cen screamed loudly.

Chen An touched the back of his head, "Your mother asked me to see if you listened to your father."

"...I'm fine."

He also thought about it.

Immediately, he turned all his attention to the drone, "I want to fly around again."

"of course can."

This master is only twenty years old, but he is a drone racing champion.

Mu Yanzheng appreciated talents, so he hired this champion with a high salary to teach Mu Cen.

In addition, he himself is interested in model airplanes, and drones are somewhat related, so that he can get started very quickly.

Chen An stayed here for a long time, and when he left, it was already late at night.

He wanted to report the situation to Meng Chu, but he gave up again after checking the time.

Little did they know that at this moment, Meng Chu was in a state of insomnia because both father and son were absent.

Lying on the bed, she checked her phone from time to time.

Because it was too late, she was afraid that Mu Cen had already rested.

Coincidentally, Mu Yanzheng's call came in at this time.

Meng Chu connected in almost a second: "Is Cen Cen sleeping with you?"

When I came up to ask this question, the person at the other end fell silent.

It was this move that made Meng Chu suspicious.

If it was Cheng Feng, she must be 120 rest assured.

But Mu Yanzheng is with her, even if he is a father, he may not be able to take responsibility.

Meng Chu hung up his phone and made a wechat video directly.

The other end was connected, only Mu Yanzheng was bare-chested, and Mu Cen was not seen in the room with a sweeping view.

"Where's Cen Cen?"

Meng Chu frowned.

"Sweep around the room."

"He's not here."

Someone was so guilty that he didn't dare to look at the camera, so he went to get his shirt instead.

"Mu Yanzheng, you are his father, who will he sleep with if he doesn't sleep with you?"

"I'm going to find him now."

The voice fell, and the video hung up.

Meng Chu froze in place.

After about a few minutes, the video automatically calls back.

"Hi, Mommy."

Mu Cen greeted the camera happily.

Meng Chu turned to smile and said angrily, "Where did you sleep just now?"

"exist……"

Mu Cen didn't look at the camera, he was also hesitating.

The father and son were obviously matching codes.

Meng Chu found out, but didn't expose it.

Sure enough, right after, Mu Cen turned to the camera, "I'm sleeping next door. Dad has to work, so I can't disturb him."

"Okay, then go to bed quickly."

"Then Mommy can come and see me when she is free."

Before hanging up the video, Mu Cen kissed the camera.

Meng Chu looked at WeChat and couldn't help laughing.

If this can bring the relationship between father and son closer, that's fine.

Putting the phone on the bedside, Meng Chu was finally able to sleep peacefully.

The next day, Meng Chu took Jiang Chun to a new school and changed to a new name, Mu Chun.

The schools here are relatively more ordinary, and there are hardly many wealthy children.

As a result, when Meng Chu came, the car had just parked outside the school, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

"Ms. Meng, you sign here."

In the office, the head teacher handed her pages of materials.

Meng Chu signed it as required, and then handed it to the class teacher for stamping.

After a brief understanding of some things, the homeroom teacher sized up Jiang Chun and looked at Meng Chu again.

"Ms. Meng, the primary school students in our school don't have a cafeteria at noon, so she needs to go home to eat."

"It's okay, we're not far away."

When she was choosing a school, she just considered a little bit.

Schools in every city cannot be unified.

"That's good. After a while, you can go to class."

The head teacher is a balding man who is nearly 40 years old. I don't know if it's because of bad eyesight or other reasons.

His gaze always lingered between Meng Chu and Jiang Chun intentionally or unintentionally, as if comparing something.

Meng Chu didn't care, and followed him to send Jiang Chun to class. Before leaving, he told her to do her best.

A child who is tired of studying, as her parent, only wants her to do as she pleases.