Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Meng Cen broke away from Mu Mu's hand, and said seriously: "I begged the teacher to let me out."

"why?"

Mother Mu was puzzled and straightened up to look at the principal.

"Me, I'm memorizing other subjects, because I already know this one."

Meng Cen was lying, but Mu Mu didn't see it.

She has a gentle temper. Since her grandson said so, she would naturally believe it, but she still had to ask the teacher to review it.

In the school supervisor's office, Meng Cen squatted beside a row of green plants, watching the snails preparing to hibernate.

Mother Mu, the teacher and the principal were all chatting in the tea room.

"Mrs. Mu, it turns out that classmate Meng Cen is your grandson. His mother used to pick him up, and sometimes it was grandma. I thought..."

The teacher is the head teacher, and now I feel a little embarrassed because of my misunderstanding.

Mother Mu has a peaceful face.

"I have been abroad with his mother since I was a child, so our Mu family is very happy to come back this time. By the way, my grandson's study..."

The head teacher observed his words and immediately agreed: "Study well. Meng Cen is the youngest in his class, but the smartest. It's..."

At the end of the conversation, she hesitated to speak.

Glancing at the principal, he pushed his glasses, and said dawdly: "Occasionally, I would have conflicts with my classmates, and I would mutter about it, and I don't know what to say."

"??"

Mother Mu was stunned for a moment with a smile on her face.

In her heart, Meng Cen was well-behaved and not like a bad boy who would fight with others.

After a brief understanding, Mother Mu led Meng Cen away from the school.

In the car, the little guy took out a black notebook the size of two palms from his schoolbag.

Mother Mu was curious, she turned to take a look, saw that it was an incomprehensible picture, she smiled and touched his head.

"Sure enough, he inherited your mother's good genes. Your father was very serious since he was a child."

"Grandma, do you want to play, I can teach you."

"No, grandma has already passed the age of playing around."

Meng Cen lowered his head, half listening to what the old lady said.

Until a voice popped out of the computer page: Congratulations on successful unlocking!

At this time, he closed the computer, put it back in the bag, and turned to ask, "Grandma, where are you taking me?"

"Of course I'm going to see my grandfather."

Mother Mu lowered her eyebrows and raised her head, full of indescribable pampering.

She glanced out of the car window, and said to the driver: "Old Huang, go to Lu Linge first."

"Okay, ma'am."

The driver responded, turned at the traffic light ahead, and entered a street with camphor trees planted on both sides.

Not long after, they stopped at a clothing store with simple decoration.

Mother Mu led Meng Cen out of the car, but before entering the store, Mother Mu's mobile phone in her bag rang.

She didn't care about connecting, so she took Meng Cen in first.

The store is full of high-end brands, regardless of adults or children.

The salesperson greeted him, and Mother Mu handed the little guy to her to pick out clothes, while she went to the side to make a phone call.

When I came back, the clerk also came down from the second floor with the two sets of clothes I had just picked out.

But in the exhibition hall outside, there was no sign of the little guy.

"Where's my grandson?"

"Mrs. Mu, just now he said he was waiting here, did he go play somewhere else?"

The salesperson smiled politely on the surface, but was already panicked in his heart.

Mrs. Mu often orders cheongsams here, and she is considered a regular customer. Now, if this grandson is lost here, she must blame this shop.

The salesperson immediately told the boss to call the monitor, only to find out that Meng Cen had left the store by himself.

Mother Mu couldn't care less about buying clothes, so she hurried out of the store to look for them.

All the way along the street, there was no sign of the little guy.

Little did he know that at this time Meng Cen was in a vintage collection shop with a bearded man.

"Hutao, I didn't know you had a grandfather."

"I just admitted it. I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, he promised me a plane."

They are one tall and one short, both wearing a black peaked cap.

"What does the old man like, do you know?"

There are all kinds of ancient items on the two shelves in the store. People who look at it are dazzled and have no choice.

"I don't know. However, I saw a jade object with a round belly and a ring mouth in his bedroom."

The man froze in place, thinking for a long time, squinting his eyes and lowering his eyebrows.

"Could it be a spittoon?"

"What's a spittoon?"

The little guy touched his face and tilted his head, full of doubts.

"Hard germs."

The man was a little helpless by his stupidity.

After walking around for a long time, the man helped him pick out a jade-colored finger wrench. When it came time to check out, the man hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Walnut, you can't keep your money with me forever. If you need it urgently someday, you can find it." Not to me."

"It's okay. As long as you don't lose contact, it's fine."

Meng Cen approached and took his hand.

From here, the two got into a dilapidated white car.

"You take me to Hr."

"Row."

When the car started, the man lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and drove forward slowly.

"Party A, who has been cooperating with me, changed hands."

"why?"

"It is said that someone attacked the group's intranet for no reason. I read the records of that day, and it feels like your kid's method."

In the rearview mirror, the man's gaze came over.

Feeling guilty, Meng Cen turned his face out of the car window.

"Whoever asked him to bully my mommy, next time, I'll make him completely paralyzed."

"Well, if you're like this, how dare I take the job. Otherwise, I'll tell Party A that you'll be in charge..."

"I do not want it."

The little guy crossed his arms and looked arrogant.

The man had no choice but to take a sharp puff, lowered the car window, and threw the cigarette butt out.

Turning around, he glanced at the rearview mirror again.

"He is your father, why don't you want to admit it?"

"I belong to my mommy. If my mommy doesn't say yes, I won't admit it."

"But don't you want to attend the old man's birthday banquet soon?"

"Uncle, this is different. Grandpa promised to send the plane, but my father didn't say anything."

"Yeah, I think your wealthy family is really troublesome. Otherwise, you can come with me, and you will be at home everywhere, and be free and easy."

"Then, with a beard like you?"

The little guy suddenly giggled.

The man glanced at him, turned the steering wheel, and stopped in front of a building.

"Mission complete, you can get out of the car."

Meng Cen glanced outside, opened the door and got out of the car, and waved to him: "Uncle Cat, be careful."

With a 'swish' sound, the car rushed far away and gradually disappeared.

Meng Cen turned around, and saw a familiar figure coming out of the building, talking on the phone, and shouted: "Mommy!"

Meng Chu didn't know that today was the old man's birthday party, and when she received a call from Mu Mu, she hurried downstairs, preparing to call the police.

His whole mind was filled with memories of the last time his son was robbed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she went out, she saw the little guy standing on the side of the road, waving at her with his schoolbag on his back.

"what's wrong with you?!"

Meng Chu ran over and hugged him in his arms, filled with grief and joy, tears streaming down his face.

The little guy put his arms around her neck, raised his hand to help her wipe it, and comforted him: "I'm just going to buy a gift for my grandfather. Mommy said that only when you give something back, can you win the other party's sincerity."