What on earth happened that Wu Ling drove people out of the kitchen and refused to let them go back?

Zeng Zhi was right behind me. Upon hearing what I said, he came up to me and coaxed Wu Ling through the crack in the door with a worried and nervous tone: "Baby, does your stomach still hurt? The fire in the kitchen is still on. How about you let me in and cook the soup? I promise I won't talk nonsense anymore..."

From the tone of voice, it seemed that Zeng Zhi had just been kicked out, and was kicked out when he was making soup for Wu Ling.

He was kicked out because he said something he shouldn't have said.

What on earth did he say that he shouldn't have said?

"No, you, get out of here!" Wu Ling was really ruthless. He directly rejected Zeng Zhi's request and asked me from inside the door, "Xuxu, why hasn't Mr. Zhou called me yet? Doesn't he have something urgent to deal with this guy?"

“I…” I was speechless and just whispered, “Sister, please let me in first, and we’ll talk after we get in.”

"Yes, baby, why don't you let Manager Meng in first? You still have a fever, and the pot is still on the fire. It's dangerous." Zeng Zhi, who was squeezed behind me, was very anxious and immediately gave in. "Don't worry, I won't go in. I'll just stand outside the door."

Zeng Zhi is always like this. Wu Ling is always the first priority in everything. All he worries about is Wu Ling's safety. This is fundamentally different from Zhang Jiahao's entanglement which is dominated by his own desires.

"No, you leave now or I will call the police to report you for harassment!" But Wu Ling didn't appreciate it at all, and became even more angry.

Zeng Zhi frowned, his face showing even more worry. He looked at me with a look of help: "Manager Meng..."

"Okay, I'll go in and let him leave immediately." I winked at Zeng Zhi and made a promise to Wu Ling.

Zeng Zhi understood and nodded immediately: "Okay, I promise, I won't be at your door anymore, please let Manager Meng go in first."

After saying that, he actually walked towards the elevator and went in.

Wu Ling watched through the peephole in the room, and only at this moment did she open the door and let me in.

However, as soon as I saw her, I was shocked: "Sister, how high is your fever? Why is your face so red?"

Wu Ling's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were red, and her lips were dry and pale. When she saw me, she pulled up the corners of her lips and forced a smile, then she threw herself into my arms, her head heavy and her feet light, and said in a faint voice: "Xu Xu..."

I immediately helped her to the sofa: "Have you taken the medicine?"

"No." Wu Ling looked exhausted and slumped on the sofa.

I immediately went to look through her medicine box, took out a box of antipyretic drugs, and came over with a cup of warm water.

But Wu Ling waved his hands vigorously: "No, you can't drink this..."

"Why can't I drink this? Is it expired?" I lowered my head to check the shelf life of the antipyretic medicine.

But then he heard Wu Ling say, "There's another pack of fever-reducing patches in there. Just give it to me. I'm fine. I just didn't cover myself properly with the quilt last night and caught a cold. I'll just drink more water and go to the toilet to detoxify later."

"What's the use of a fever-reducing patch? It only treats the symptoms and not the root cause, sister." I think the fever-reducing patch alone won't work, but I couldn't resist Wu Ling's nagging, so I had to take the fever-reducing patch for her.

I put a fever-reducing patch on her forehead, gave her some water to drink, wrapped her in a blanket, and then prepared to go to the kitchen to check the pot.

Zeng Zhi said that the soup in the kitchen is still on the stove.

However, as soon as I turned around, my eyes were caught by something placed in the corner of the sofa.

It's a pregnancy test stick.

Two bars are shown above.

"Sister, you..." I was shocked.

Wu Ling was too embarrassed to look at me. He grabbed the pregnancy test stick and threw it into the trash can, stuttering in panic: "No, it's not me, Xuxu, I'm not pregnant."

"If it's not you, could it be Zeng Zhi? How could a grown man like him get pregnant?" I glanced at her.

At this moment, Wu Ling didn't need to tell me the reason. I had already guessed why Zeng Zhi was kicked out of the house just when he was stewing soup.

She was panicking.

Zhang Jiahao has been pestering Wu Ling ever since then, but Wu Ling said that they have never been together. Moreover, even if they were really together, it was only for less than two weeks. The child could not be Zhang Jiahao's.

It can only be Zeng Zhi’s.

Wu Ling must have confirmed this. She was panicked and didn't know how to deal with it, so she transferred all her anger to Zeng Zhi.

But this matter always needs to be dealt with.

I held Wu Ling's hand: "Sister, have you figured out how to deal with this?"

I think that this child came at the right time. It came when Wu Ling and Zeng Zhi broke up, and it happened to become the bond of their relationship.

To this day, I still believe that Zeng Zhi is the right match for Wu Ling. Wu Ling also has Zeng Zhi in her heart. The child happened to be born, so she didn't have to find a way out and it was natural for her to get back together with Zeng Zhi. This can be considered a double happiness.

"I've made up my mind. I don't want this child." Wu Ling's eyes were a little moist. She turned away, trying to appear indifferent, but the sob in her voice revealed her sadness. "I can't want it either."

Her attitude frightened me secretly. I frowned and said, "Sister, have you thought about it? This child is your destiny..."

"I've made up my mind. There's no way he and I can get back together! Our fate is over!" Wu Ling interrupted me and his tone returned to calm, sounding so cold.

But I calmed down and smiled: "I don't believe it, sister, if you really don't want a child, why didn't you take the antipyretic medicine and use the antipyretic patch instead?"

The effect of antipyretic drugs is obviously faster, and Wu Ling is not allergic to it at all, but she chose to use a fever-reducing patch just now. She was worried that the antipyretic drugs would hurt the baby, so she would rather reduce the fever physically.

Maybe subconsciously, she wanted to keep the baby.

Now she is just saying that she doesn't want it. What a hypocritical woman.

As expected, as soon as I said this, Wu Ling froze. Her face froze for a moment, and then she drooped her eyelids. Her lips moved again and again, and she changed her words: "Even if I want to keep the baby, I will not get back together with Zeng Zhi. It's really impossible for us."

"You..." This decision really caught me off guard, and I was choked and speechless.

Wu Ling held my hand again, his eyes and tone were full of pleading: "Xuxu, please, you have to keep this a secret for me. If Zeng Zhi knew about this, he would definitely pester me. I don't want him to know."

Not only did she kill the father and keep the son, she also refused to tell the child's father about it.

"Then why is this happening? Sister, why don't you want to get back together with Zeng Zhi?" I was puzzled. "Did Zeng Zhi do anything to let you down?"

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