Outside the ward, Xia Ling finally couldn't resist and threw Fu Yunting away.

Her chest was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe.

My mind was upset and my head swelled as if to blow up.

She didn't expect Ji Linhan to drop such a heavy bomb on her.

Even if Fu Yunting listened to her and dealt with Ji Linhan's matter, it had already happened.

He had a relationship with Ji Linhan, and they gave birth to a small life.

It was like a thorn stuck in her heart all the time, which made her ache badly.

At the moment, she really doesn't know how to go next.

"Lingling, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I didn't know this would happen."

Fu Yunting sighed, grabbed Xia Ling, hugged him tightly and apologized.

Xia Ling wanted to break away from him, but he held him tightly.

The nasal cavity was sour, and Xia Ling shed tears. "Fu Yunting, tell me, is this true? Have you really had a relationship with her?"

There is still a trace of hope in my heart. I hope it is false.

Fu Yunting had no relationship with Ji Linhan, and the child in Ji Linhan's belly was not his.

However

"Lingling, sorry, I don't want to lie to you. Ji Linhan put something in my diet in the hospital. When I woke up, my grandmother and mother were in the hospital. I can't remember the specific process."

It's like it happened, it's like an illusion.

He really doesn't remember whether he had anything with Ji Linhan.

Fu Yunting closed his eyes, full of chagrin.

It's because he doesn't know people clearly that Ji Linhan's scheming bitch can take advantage of it.

Hearing Fu Yunting's words, Xia Ling's expectations failed and she was filled with disappointment.

He didn't firmly deny it. He said he couldn't remember clearly.

In other words, he may have really had a relationship with Ji Linhan.

Ji Linhan is pregnant. She always likes Fu Yunting and has no suitors around her. Therefore, nine times out of ten the children in her belly are Fu Yunting's.

There was a pain in the heart, and there was a burst of pantothenic acid in Xia Ling's throat.

"Oh."

Xia Ling covered his mouth, pushed Fu Yunting away, and ran to the garbage can. He wanted to vomit but couldn't spit it out. He just retched.

Fu Yunting strode to Xia Ling's back and stroked her back with black eyes.

Ye Qian's sarcastic words flashed through her mind.

Is Xia Ling pregnant?

"Lingling, how long haven't you been here?"

With a cold word, Xia Ling, who was wiping his mouth, was shocked.

Her holiday has not been very accurate. It seems to have been moved back for several days this time.

Xia Ling's Apricot eyes glittered. When he thought of his abnormal body recently, his heart jumped.

Chest tightness, drowsiness, nausea, vomiting

Do you mean

"Lingling, go."

Fu Yunting watched Xia Ling's face change, and the blood in his chest rolled, and couldn't wait to pull her forward.

He wants to take her to have a good check. Is there a baby in her stomach!

If so, he will be a father!

Outside the clinic room, Fu Yunting leaned uneasily against the wall, felt out the cigarette box and wanted to smoke, but he just sniffed.

If she had children, he should have quit smoking.

Somehow, a white and fat little guy came to mind.

Naked, with a small mouth and big eyes shining, he looked at himself.

Is the child like her or him?

Is it a boy or a girl.

Fu Yunting looked at the emptiness ahead and thought about it, with a silly smile on his lips.