Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Chapter 376 Quail?Nourishing the body?

In the evening, when Mu Yanzheng returned from the company, only a few servants were at home.

He thought that Meng Chu had found Ye, so he didn't care and went straight to the study.

But when it was time to eat, I realized that the whole family had arrived at the beach in the afternoon.

"Snapped!"

Mu Yanzheng, who was about to eat, slapped his chopsticks on the table.

Aunt Yu and the others were so frightened that they all lowered their heads, and then quickly withdrew from the restaurant.

Looking at the food in front of him, Mu Yanzheng lost his appetite.

He got up, went upstairs and down again, with a windbreaker in his hand.The tie was untied, and the collar of the shirt was slightly open, revealing the looming collarbone.

Sister Yu saw that he was about to go out, so she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master, don't go out until after dinner."

Mu Yanzheng cast a glance at her, without stopping in his footsteps, "I have no appetite."

As soon as the words fell, he had already walked through the corridor and left the door.

In the dark night, neon lights flickered in various colors on the street corners throughout Rongcheng.

Mu Yanzheng drove for ten minutes and turned to the street leading to Xinglin Lane.

At the same time, a call came in on his cell phone.

There was no connection, just a light glance, and the corner of the mouth curled up.

The car made a sharp turn and stopped firmly on the parking lot of Xinglin Lane.

In front of the eyes are the flashing and dazzling headlights, and the pedestrians coming and going in the open space in front of the gate.

In a blink of an eye, he saw a familiar sports car parked not far away.

Not in a hurry to go in, leaning against the car body, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and bit it, then lit it.

Looking at the dark sky not far away, he took a breath and slowly let out the circles under his eyes.

This woman, Meng Chu, had been away for a long time, but she didn't know to take the initiative to call him, or send him a text message or WeChat.

If he really had a son, he didn't ignore his husband.

At first, he thought that if Ye was in Rongcheng, she would not go to Rongcheng again.

As soon as he got married, he ran away without saying a word.

Thinking of this, he felt a little empty in his heart.

Since she doesn't take the initiative, then he will take the initiative.

Halfway through a cigarette, he felt so itchy that he opened the door and took his cell phone.

At this time, Chu Ci's phone call came in again.

He hesitated, hung up, turned to Meng Chu's number in the address book, and dialed.

But after waiting for a long time, no one answered.

Mu Yanzheng was a little frustrated, and ruthlessly smashed out the cigarette end he was biting.

The box is not as usual, it feels messy.

The lights were dim, the smell of alcohol was mixed with smoke, and the woman's teasing laughter.

When Mu Yanzheng entered, he thought he had gone to the wrong place.

Until the voice of Chu Ci came: "Yan Zheng."

The laughter stopped suddenly, and the box was quiet. At this time, the lights were brightly lit.

A row of men and women sitting on the couch glanced at Mu Yanzheng standing at the door, and their eyes changed instantly.Only Chu Ci, who was sitting among them, hugged a sexy girl, squinted and smiled.

Mu Yanzheng walked in with no expression on his face, but the coldness in his eyes was evident.

Someone immediately moved out of the way tactfully.

He is a super VIP here and a regular customer.Only newcomers who don't know the rules will commit big taboos.

After sitting down, Chu Ci signaled the girl to sit on the other side of him, and he was next to Mu Yanzheng, "I called you several times but didn't answer, so I came secretly."

There was a bit of ridicule in his tone, and a smirk that couldn't be concealed on his face.

Mu Yanzheng saw that all the wine on the wine table in front of him was half-open, so he didn't care about answering his words, so he got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of whiskey.

When he returned, he glanced at the other young masters who seemed to be wearing famous brands.

"Where did you meet?"

After sitting down, he immediately opened the wine and poured a glass.

Chu Ci knew what he was asking, and said casually: "The three of you over there are playing well with Han Zhuo, and the few here who occasionally get together with me and Xiangnan are a group of kids who are not doing their jobs."

Mu Yanzheng sneered, picked it up and took a big sip.

Seeing that he was not in the right state, Chu Ci turned his eyes, thinking about what happened in the afternoon, immediately raised one corner of his mouth, put his hand on his shoulder, and said playfully, "Why, you're starting to feel depressed when this lady isn't here?"

Mu Yanzheng was already in a bad mood, so he raised his shoulders and staggered his paws, and took another bite with his head up.

When the glass of wine was exhausted, he turned his head, with a somewhat inquiring expression, "You and that Miss Lin..."

Chu Ci, who was just hanging out, turned cold when he heard the word 'Lin'.

"Don't mention her."

Mu Yanzheng thought of the day when Meng Chu brought Little Lemon to Chuci, and couldn't help asking, "Because of the child?"

Chu Ci immediately said: "She was married, but my father disagrees."

"Whether she is married or not, how does your father know?"

"I said."

Mu Yanzheng picked up the wine and almost couldn't resist splashing him in the face.

In the end, he still poured his head up.

"You're doing this, I'm afraid you're making Ah Chu hate."

"I don't want to, who told her not to meet me sooner. A woman who has given birth will never return to the appearance of a girl."

Chu Ci was full of helplessness. After speaking, he hugged the girl beside him and kissed her.

At this time, someone said: "Mr. Mu, it's boring to drink all the time. Let's play cards?"

Mu Yanzheng glanced at his watch habitually, remembering that there were only servants at home.

He put down his wine glass and moved to the card table.

Chu Ci sat in his original position and drank a few cups of mulled wine, glanced at the table surrounded by several people, got up and took the girl out of the box.

At this time, Mu Yanzheng's mobile phone, which was playing cards, flickered and then went out.

Two or three times later, Mu Yanzheng was still immersed in the poker table, and he didn't notice anyone calling at all.

At the same time, when Meng Chu returned to the villa on the seashore from the outside, two or three calls in a row showed no connection.

After a simple meal, she went upstairs to wash, and then went to her son's room.

Mu Cen was doing her homework, but she just stood behind for a while.Thinking of the scene of meeting Gu Ying during the day, he was not only a little emotional.Maybe it's because I've experienced it myself, so I feel the same way.

After standing for a while, she quietly backed out.

As soon as I got to the corridor outside, I saw Mother Mu taking a tray from the servant.

As she approached, she glanced at it, and heard Mother Mu smile and say: "This is a sister I met here, who specially made quail soup for children to nourish their bodies."

quail?Nourishing the body?

Meng Chu frowned unconsciously.

Looking at the exquisite small soup pot that the old lady is holding like a teacup, some don't want to stop it.

After all, Mu Cen is still young. At his age, she has already supplemented him with the vitamins he should be lacking. Will the quail he buys now affect Sheng Sheng?

"Mom, this soup...how long has he been using it?"

Mu Cen never told her that if she hadn't met today, she wouldn't know anything.

"A few days ago, I knew it was a good thing. If it wasn't delivered this afternoon, I tried to stew it."

"..."

Seeing that Meng Chu didn't speak, Mu's mother was about to go to Mu Cen's room.

"mom."

After walking a few steps, Meng Chu still felt that something was wrong, so he stopped Mu Mu in time.

"I'll give it to him."

"This……"

Mother Mu hesitated.

Meng Chu insisted: "Since it's for Cen Cen, wouldn't it be the same if I gave it away?"

She raised her eyebrows, Mother Mu couldn't say anything else, so she could only pass over the tray with the soup cup.