She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

When Zhang Jiahao enthusiastically took out the spicy chicken and said that this was a dish that Wu Ling had always liked, I felt something was wrong.

Ever since I met Wu Ling, she has never liked spicy food. In fact, because she has a bad stomach, Zeng Zhi has always made light and warm nourishing soups for her.

But how could Zhang Jiahao not know this?

I believe that Zhang Jiahao was very attentive to Wu Ling when they were in love, and he should know Wu Ling's taste very well.

But he obviously doesn't know enough about Wu Ling now and hasn't done enough investigation. I even feel that he is not attentive enough to Wu Ling. Otherwise, how could he know nothing about Wu Ling's current situation?

"What? Lingling, you can't eat spicy food now?" Zhang Jiahao was still skeptical of what I said. He looked at Wu Ling, "You clearly loved spicy food before. I'm not mistaken. You liked spicy chicken the most."

Wu Ling's eyes turned red the moment she heard what I said. The corners of her tightly pursed lips trembled, but she spoke stiffly: "The past is the past. What I liked before, I don't like now. People change, not to mention tastes."

I guess what she meant was that people change, and their preferences and tastes will of course change as well.

Zhang Jiahao used to love her like a little princess, holding her in his hands for fear of dropping her, and holding her in his mouth for fear of her melting. But everything changed when Gu Wantong came back.

Wu Ling may have loved spicy food in the past, but now she really doesn’t like spicy food.

I guess her taste changed after she broke up with Zhang Jiahao. This change in taste must be related to Zhang Jiahao, which is why she reacted so strongly.

Zhang Jiahao's face froze. He ignored the spicy chicken covered in red oil and stared at Wu Ling's face. It took him a while to speak: "When did it change? Why did it change?"

"It happened eight hundred years ago, who would remember it? Besides, this is my business, not yours." Wu Ling turned away and called to the nurse guarding the door, "Aunt Chen, please help Master Zhang clean up."

Aunt Chen, the nurse, walked in immediately and threw the spicy chicken into the trash can. She turned to look at Zhang Jiahao and said, "Mr. Zhang, your clothes are dirty too. Do you want to take them off and I'll wash them for you..."

"No need, Aunt Chen. Mr. Zhang's suit is handmade and you can't wash it. Besides, there are no spare clothes for him here. Do you want him to stand here naked? Let him go home and pack it up himself." Wu Ling interrupted Aunt Chen before she could finish speaking and ordered Zhang Jiahao to leave.

The tone was different from the hard tone just now. It was peaceful but very distant and indifferent: "Mr. Zhang, please leave quickly. Try not to come here in the future. I have ordered a meal. You don't need to worry about it."

"Lingling, why are you becoming distant with me again and calling me Mr. Zhang? I was too careless and didn't realize that you have changed your taste. But could you please give me a chance and I will do it again..." Zhang Jiahao was actually quite embarrassed at the moment, but he still couldn't bear to leave Wu Ling and was still begging Wu Ling humbly.

Wu Ling interrupted him and said in an even more distant tone: "Go away now."

"Mr. Zhang, why don't you go back first? Otherwise, the red oil will flow onto the floor." Aunt Chen was still thinking about Zhang Jiahao's clothes that were stained by the spicy chicken, and she urged him with a frown.

Zhang Jiahao took a deep breath, finally closed his mouth, and left the ward.

But before leaving, I could clearly see his deep guilt and regret.

I have no doubt that his apology and regret are genuine. He must have guessed that Wu Ling's change in taste has something to do with him, so he feels so guilty.

However, there is no regret medicine in life, and things that are gone cannot be brought back. The best choice is to cherish the present in happy days.

After Zhang Jiahao left, Wu Ling finally relaxed, but he looked a little depressed, as if all his strength was exhausted.

Aunt Chen went out to take out the trash. I poured her a glass of water. She held the hot cup in her hand and said in a low, hoarse and sad voice, "Although I was the one who proposed the divorce from Zhang Jiahao, I was the one who suffered the most. Overnight, my marriage failed and my family fell into poverty. I drank to drown my sorrows and got drunk and was sent to the hospital. I stayed in the hospital for a whole month. After that, my taste changed."

"I no longer like spicy food, and I no longer believe in love."

Things turned out to be just as I guessed. Wu Ling changed his mind because of Zhang Jiahao.

Zhang Jiahao didn't know this and still came to send her his favorite food. Doesn't this remind Wu Ling of the pain she had suffered before?

I didn't know how to comfort Wu Ling. At this moment, my cell phone rang. It was Sister Min calling: "Xu Xu, didn't you say you were going over there to see the flowers? How come you're gone? I've walked around here five times and couldn't find you. Did you run away in your wheelchair?"

Minjie and Xiaoye are worthy of being mother and son. Their thinking patterns are exactly the same. They both think that I will run away.

I was amused by her: "With you by my side, where can I escape to? I came here..."

I was just about to say that I was here to see Wu Ling, but before I could finish my words, I saw Wu Ling lying on the hospital bed waving his hands at me.

Only then did I realize that Wu Ling had not told anyone about her pregnancy, and she was definitely not ready to let everyone know.

So I changed the subject: "I looked around for a while and felt it was a bit cold outside, so I came upstairs by myself. The person is still in the hospital, don't worry."

Only then did Sister Min breathe a sigh of relief and told me to stay where I was and she would come up to find me right away.

After hanging up the phone, I was about to tell Wu Ling when Wu Ling spoke before me: "Xu Xu, go back quickly. Don't let Sister Min worry. I'm fine here. Let's call each other later."

I thought about it and agreed. Before leaving, I exchanged phone numbers with Aunt Chen and asked her to call me directly if she had any questions.

Because Sister Min was there, I did not go to Wu Ling's ward in the afternoon. Towards evening, the police arrived.

It was Officer Wu who was in charge of my case. He showed me two photos and said, "Ms. Meng, do you still remember clearly what happened that night? Can you still recognize these two people?"

"It's the man who attacked me. He called the other guy Second Brother." I recognized the two photos at a glance.

He was the man who called me a bitch, covered my mouth, strangled me by the neck and pulled me into the car. The other one was his accomplice, my second brother.

How could I forget the faces of these two people?

"My colleague arrested these two guys today for a theft case. I kept them because their characteristics were the same as what you described. They are thugs in Beijing and Hong Kong. They admitted that they did kidnap a girl in the parking lot for money." Officer Wu said softly.