Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Chapter 552 Who Are You?My adults are not at home

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Mu Yanzheng's cell phone rang out of reach.

In front of the man opposite, he took it out without hesitation, and just as he opened it, he saw a piece of news popping up:

#袁城科技馆场悲报您您打几年前, [-] people have been arrested!

Meng Chu caught a glimpse and immediately opened his eyes.

I thought that Mu Yanzheng would click on the news immediately, but who knows, he turned off his phone and put it on the coffee table in front of him in the next second.

"Which temple?"

At this time, the man opposite asked suddenly.

Mu Yanzheng thought for a while and said, "Hongguang Temple is on a mountain in the lower county of Rongcheng."

"It's just nonsense."

Speaking of that, the man was out of breath again.

At the moment, Meng Chu's mind is full of the explosive news about the Science and Technology Museum, so he doesn't take it seriously when the man loses his temper.

After an unknown amount of time, the man got up to leave, and Meng Chu also stood up.

Before the two could move, he heard him refuse: "No need to send it off, I'll go and see if the old sister is back here."

Meng Chu and Mu Yanzheng still came to the corridor and watched him go out.

"Is he your uncle? Why have you never seen him before?"

Never even heard of it.

Mu Yanzheng approached, grabbed her shoulders and went upstairs.

"Zhang Qizheng, the borrower from Italy. You can find everything by searching the Internet."

He was so cryptic that Meng Chu didn't ask any more questions.

Back in the bedroom, she was curious to search, but instead saw the report on the bombing of the Science and Technology Museum issued by the police an hour ago.

After clicking on the content, there are some photos of the ruins of the Science and Technology Museum, then some introduction texts, and then there are two photos of the suspects and their personal profiles.

Meng Chu was staring at the mobile phone and thinking, Mu Yanzheng pushed the door in from the outside, and joked, "Really looking into it?"

"not yet."

Meng Chu raised his head and answered subconsciously.

But Mu Yanzheng had already walked over and saw the content on her phone.

"I knew it when it happened."

That day, when she went to the Science and Technology Museum, she was recognized by the bodyguards pretending to be rescuers, and he knew about it.

"Then...how do you calculate the loss?"

"What loss?"

Mu Yanzheng took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around her waist. Although she was pregnant and gave birth to a child, her waist was slender and graceful, comparable to a girl's figure.

Meng Chu blushed, put his hands on his chest, and said angrily, "Naturally, it's the robot that Mrs. Mu stayed in at the Science and Technology Museum. The explosion was so severe, it must have been destroyed."

She didn't look at him, she deliberately looked away.

But she didn't know that someone was staring at her with tenderness that was about to turn into a puddle of spring water.

"Distressed?"

Asked this question, Meng Chu could only turn his gaze back, and looked over with a little puzzled look.

Mu Yanzheng lowered his head and kissed her lips...

The two rubbed their ears and temples together, and the sky outside gradually darkened.

The crabapple flower in front of the window on the first floor, in the chilly spring breeze, has grown buds at some point, waiting to bloom at any time.

As night fell, Mu Yanzheng answered a phone call and went out.

So, Meng Chu and his son had dinner together.

Sister-in-law Yu followed Meng Chu's recipes for pregnant women, but fortunately, the little guy wasn't very picky about food.

After dinner, Meng Chu accompanied him to do his homework. He suddenly thought of the news during the day. He turned on his phone and put the suspect's photo in front of Mu Cen, asking, "Cen Cen, have you met these two people?"

Meng Chu has always been proud of his photographic memory.

Mu Cen, who was doing his homework, looked away, glanced at the photos on his phone, and shook his head without thinking.

"do not know?"

"Mommy, I haven't seen it before."

Mu Cen confirmed again and continued to do his homework.

Meng Chu didn't ask any more questions, and gradually dispelled the idea that this was the idea of ​​Tang Jinglan's subordinates.

After staying with her until after nine o'clock, when I returned to her and Mu Yanzheng's bedroom, my heart was empty.

Mu Yanzheng left after five o'clock, and now it's late at night, not a single phone call or text message is missing, and he is still a patient, which really makes her worried.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, she picked up the phone and put it down again.

I usually feel sleepy, but now I am extremely sober.

After some consideration, she had no choice but to call Chen An.

The phone was connected quickly, and Chen An's sleepy voice came: "Madam..."

"that……"

Meng Chu held back as soon as the words came to his lips.

Chen An was obviously sleeping, so he must not know what Mu Yanzheng was doing.

Just when Meng Chu was about to hang up, Chen An's slightly clear voice of inquiry came from the other end again: "Mr. Mu hasn't gone back yet?"

If Mu Yanzheng was at home, why would Meng Chu call outside?

Hearing this, Meng Chu unconsciously tightened his grip on the phone, and hurriedly asked, "No, do you know where he went?"

"...Mr. Mu should be on his way back."

Chen An hesitated for a while, but finally said it firmly.

Just as Meng Chu was about to ask, the sound of an engine came from downstairs.

"came back."

After speaking in a hurry, she hung up the phone and left the window.

Going downstairs to the entrance, it happened that Mu Yanzheng came in from outside with a faint smell of medicine.

Regardless of the coolness on his body, Meng Chu threw himself into his arms.

Mu Yanzheng hugged him tightly, and after a long time, he lowered his eyebrows and whispered: "Hey, let me change my shoes first."

Meng Chu left his embrace with nostalgia, took the overcoat he took off, took a step back, and waited for him to change his shoes.

When they went upstairs, the two put their arms around each other's waists, which made the servants on the first floor who hadn't rested all show expressions of relief.

"Zhang Qi is not here?"

Back in the bedroom, Mu Yanzheng went into the cloakroom to change, and asked a casual question.

Meng Chu stood at the door and shook his head.

"No."

Mu Yanzheng paused when he hung up his clothes, then turned to look at her.

Just a glance, then turned back to hang up the clothes.

Meng Chu felt that something was wrong, so he asked directly: "Is he coming back this time just for your mother?"

"Yes."

Mu Yanzheng responded decisively without hesitation.

Meng Chu didn't ask any more questions, and walked away sideways.

Zhang Qizheng's information can be found on the Internet, but he is also introduced in detail as an Italian businessman.

But it was also at this time that Meng Chu realized that her mother-in-law's family was actually stronger than the Mu family.

Thinking of the years when Mu Yuncang died in a car accident, the old man supported her as a woman to become the head of the family. It turned out that it was because of the powerful Zhang family.

I thought he would come just once, but unexpectedly, at noon the next day, this man came to Narada Villa again.

Coincidentally, Mu Cen was at home this weekend.

Because Mu Yanzheng had to accompany Meng Chu to the hospital for an obstetric examination, he went out in the morning and didn't come back until noon.

When Zhang Qi was entering, Aunt Yu was busy in the kitchen, and Mu Cen, who was watching TV in the living room, opened the door.

Four eyes facing each other, one tall and one short.

Both were startled, and finally Mu Cen raised his face and asked vigilantly, "Who are you? My lord is not at home."

Zhang Qizheng's usually serious face seemed to melt like an iceberg after hearing his words.

Leaning slightly, she confirmed: "Yan Zheng's son?"

Mu Cen was unmoved, his clear black eyes stared straight at him without blinking.

Zhang Qizheng twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled inscrutablely.

Looking at Mu Cen for a while, he raised his hand to pinch his face.

With just a 'pop', the little guy's rejecting hand swung towards the other's extended hand.