My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 93 Let's meet and talk.

My mother is now bedridden and unable to get up.

Zhu Ziqing always felt that the root of all this was inextricably linked to the incident two years ago.

Because of that incident, she gradually became estranged from her family.

But deep down, the guilt and worry for his mother never disappeared.

When Zhu Yahan mentions her mother now, it undoubtedly touches the softest and most vulnerable string in her heart.

Zhu Yahan said softly on the phone, "Qingqing, I know there are many misunderstandings between us, but you also know about Mom's situation. I think we should meet and talk about it."

Zhu Ziqing's heart tightened when she heard the word "Mom".

After hesitating for a moment, in order to understand his mother's health condition.

She thought for a moment, then gritted her teeth and compromised, saying, "Okay, where shall we meet?"

Zhu Yahan replied, "It's a Beijing-style restaurant on Heping Road in Shenzhen."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Ziqing realized with a start that Tan Haoyu had torn the shoulder strap of her dress.

The broken shoulder strap and the hickeys on the neck seemed to silently tell the story of the thrilling conflict that had just taken place.

Fortunately, Zhu Ziqing has experience as a fashion designer.

She had a sudden inspiration and found a small shawl, which she cleverly tied into a bow, perfectly concealing the disheveled traces.

When Zhu Ziqing finished tidying up and opened the door to leave, she was surprised to find Tan Haoyu standing at the door.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air.

Zhu Ziqing felt a pang of panic. She lowered her head and said softly, "I think I'll go back first."

But Tan Haoyu did not respond; he simply reached out his hand silently.

He then grabbed her wrist tightly and led her toward the car.

Zhu Ziqing's heart was filled with mixed emotions, a jumble of feelings that she couldn't quite put into words.

When driver Lao Zheng saw Tan Haoyu and Zhu Ziqing get into the car, he politely asked, "Mr. Tan, where are you going?"

Tan Haoyu slightly raised his eyes and uttered two words calmly: "Go home."

After saying that, he leaned back in his car seat, slowly closed his eyes, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhu Ziqing sat silently to the side, with only the soft hum of the engine in the car.

Tan Haoyu sat quietly in the car, staring blankly out the window.

Beneath that seemingly calm face lies an inner turmoil like a turbulent sea, with waves surging and crashing.

He is known for his exceptional self-control and can calmly handle various temptations and challenges in the business world.

But who could have imagined that he would become so out of control in front of Zhu Ziqing tonight?

Just now, he almost did something irreversible and hurt the woman he loved deeply.

Fortunately, Zhu Ziqing's tears were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the anger in his heart in time and bringing him back from the brink of madness.

At this moment, he was reflecting on his actions incessantly. "How did I become like this?" he asked himself silently, his brows furrowing slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of confusion and regret.

Tan Haoyu's anger and confusion continued to surge within him.

The ambiguous relationship between Zhu Ziqing and Wan Qingsha was like a thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.

He was her husband, and in his view, Zhu Ziqing should trust him and tell him everything honestly.

"Why won't she explain? What is she hesitating about?" He was filled with doubt.

He felt nothing but utter disdain for Wan Qingsha, yet he couldn't understand why Zhu Ziqing would have any entanglement with such a person, which left him utterly perplexed.

What shocked him even more was the intense possessiveness deep within himself.

This feeling was something he had never experienced before.

He wanted to possess Zhu Ziqing completely, to make her his woman alone, her body and soul belonging to him without reservation.

"Why do I have such a strong desire? Is this the power of love, or have I fallen into a dangerous obsession?" He fell into deep self-doubt.

Previously, when Tan Haoyu saw Zhu Ziqing and Wan Qingsha together, his anger erupted like a volcano.

He suppressed his anger, turned and walked into the corridor, lit a cigarette, and tried to clear his chaotic thoughts in the swirling smoke.

The images of Zhu Ziqing and Wan Qingsha kept flashing through his mind as he pondered the nature of their relationship.

But is his feeling for Zhu Ziqing love, or merely a possessive desire to prevent her from being touched by someone else?

The car was so quiet it was almost oppressive.

Tan Haoyu leaned back in his seat, his eyes closed, seemingly trying to calm himself down, or perhaps trying to escape something.

Zhu Ziqing quietly looked out the window. The night view outside the window was like a flowing painting, but she had no heart to appreciate it.

Her eyes were vacant, her thoughts had drifted far away, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking about.

Zhu Ziqing remained silent throughout, without initiating any conversation.

This was completely different from her usual lively and cheerful self, who was always chattering away.

She didn't know where to begin, and at this moment, she didn't even want to see Tan Haoyu.

I just want to be alone and sort out my chaotic thoughts.

They remained silent the entire way home.

As usual, Tan Haoyu went straight to the study.

Zhu Ziqing stood still, her reaction unclear.

But that lonely figure looked somewhat desolate under the lamplight.

Zhu Ziqing dragged her tired body into the living room, went straight to the storage room, and rummaged through the sewing box.

She gently smoothed out the tear on her dress caused by Tan Haoyu, her eyes revealing focus and seriousness.

Her slender fingers deftly moved through the fabric, carefully mending it stitch by stitch.

During the repair process, she also made sure to utilize her unique creativity in clothing design.

The addition of delicate stitching patterns gave the dress a unique charm after restoration.

She smiled slightly, as if she had found some solace in this small repair work, which also allowed her to temporarily forget the troubles of the dinner party.

After finishing repairing the dress, Zhu Ziqing went into the bathroom.

The warm water washed over her body, but it couldn't wash away the weariness and worries in her heart.

By the time she finished showering and came out, the clock had already quietly struck midnight.

She looked toward the study, where the light was still on and Tan Haoyu was still inside.

Zhu Ziqing sighed softly, walked into the bedroom alone, and lay down on the bed.

She tossed and turned, her mind filled with images from the banquet.

Tan Haoyu's angry gaze and Wan Qingsha's provocative words played on a loop like a movie, making it hard for her to fall asleep.

Despite her heavy eyelids, her sleep remained light, and she would wake up at the slightest noise.

After an unknown amount of time, Tan Haoyu finally ended his time alone in the study and slowly walked into the bedroom.

He gently lifted the blanket and lay down beside Zhu Ziqing.

In the darkness, his gaze fell on Zhu Ziqing, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart.

He slowly reached out and pulled Zhu Ziqing's body into his arms.