My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 211 Let me show you something good.

Zhu Ziqing was both shocked and furious. She struggled and resisted desperately, shoving Tan Haoyu with both hands.

But Tan Haoyu, like an enraged lion, completely ignored her and continued to kiss and nibble at her passionately.

Zhu Ziqing's resistance gradually weakened, but she was still unwilling to give up and pounded on Tan Haoyu's shoulder with her hands.

In her panic, she slipped inside Tan Haoyu's suit collar and grabbed his chest hard through his shirt.

Tan Haoyu's body trembled slightly, as if he had been electrocuted. He hurriedly released Zhu Ziqing's body, his gaze drawn to her beautiful face as if by a magnet.

Zhu Ziqing's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were filled with complex emotions. Anger was like a volcano about to erupt, while deep affection was like an undercurrent surging in her heart.

She suddenly reached out and pinched Tan Haoyu's arm hard, then punched his chest hard with her fist, angrily saying, "Tan Haoyu, you bad guy!"

Tan Haoyu frowned, but did not dodge.

Zhu Ziqing took a deep breath, tears welling in her eyes, and declared loudly, "I, Zhu Ziqing, am doomed to be in your hands for the rest of my life! My heart is completely filled with you. Even in my dreams, I'm afraid of losing you, and I wake up crying every time, feeling unbearably sad."

Upon hearing this, Tan Haoyu stared wide-eyed in astonishment, as if he had heard the most unbelievable thing in the world. His mouth was slightly open, and he was speechless for a moment.

Zhu Ziqing didn't give Tan Haoyu a chance to speak. She interrupted him abruptly, gripping his clothes tightly with both hands, and continued excitedly, "I want to spend my life with you, have a bunch of children with you, and grow old with you. No matter what happens in the future, I don't want to be separated from you."

Tan Haoyu snapped out of his daze, so nervous that his tongue was tied in knots, and stammered, "Ziqing, you...you're telling the truth?"

Zhu Ziqing winked playfully and joked, "Of course it's 'boiled,' not 'stir-fried,' right?"

But Tan Haoyu was in no mood to listen to her jokes. He was still in a state of shock, staring blankly at Zhu Ziqing, unable to say a word.

Suddenly, as if driven by an invisible force, Tan Haoyu slowly lifted Zhu Ziqing's head with both hands and kissed her deeply and domineeringly.

Zhu Ziqing's eyes widened at first, then she panicked, repeatedly pushing and pounding on Tan Haoyu's chest with her hands. She felt her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and she was almost unable to breathe.

After a long while, Tan Haoyu slowly released Zhu Ziqing. He gently stroked her face, his gaze tender enough to melt hearts, and whispered, "Ziqing..."

Zhu Ziqing was slightly out of breath, her cheeks as red as ripe apples. Her eyes held a hint of expectation as she softly asked, "Haoyu, do you have something to say to me?"

Tan Haoyu didn't speak, but instead stretched out his strong arm and pulled Zhu Ziqing into his arms, holding her tightly. He said in a low but firm voice, "Yes, I understand."

Just then, Zhu Ziqing's face suddenly turned deathly pale. Her brows furrowed, she clutched her stomach tightly with both hands, and her body gradually went limp.

Sensing Zhu Ziqing's unusual behavior, Tan Haoyu's expression instantly turned extremely anxious. He shouted loudly ahead, "Old Zheng, drive to the nearest hospital right away!"

While calling out, Tan Haoyu gently stroked Zhu Ziqing's lower abdomen with one hand and softly comforted her, "Ziqing, hang in there, we'll be at the hospital soon."

Upon hearing the shouts, driver Lao Zheng didn't dare to delay for a moment. He immediately started the car and sped towards the nearest hospital.

After Tan Haoyu's car sped away, a figure in black slowly emerged from the shadows.

It turned out that the man in black was Mr. Yan. He was wearing a black trench coat and had a refined demeanor. As he watched the car drive away, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Mr. Yan sighed softly and said to the air, "Jack Tan, I really have to thank you this time." His eyes revealed a hint of awe, and then he slowly revealed, "I never expected that the real mastermind behind the Sunshine Group would be you."

Mr. Yan was lost in memories, his mind replaying every detail of Tan Haoyu's scheme to make the Wan family disappear. Every move was incredibly precise, each element interconnected, like a finely tuned machine.

Thinking of this, Mr. Yan couldn't help but shudder. He muttered to himself: This Tan Haoyu is too terrifying. Every move he makes is so precise. If I offend him, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Mr. Yan stroked his chin, thoughtfully guessing, "He rushed to the capital so hastily, could it be because he's afraid his wife will find out the truth? After all, some things are better known to as few people as possible."

Tan Haoyu's car sped away, kicking up dust, while Mr. Yan stood there, watching the car disappear completely from sight.

After a long while, a playful smile appeared on his lips. He put his hands in his pockets and slowly pushed open the courtyard gate.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the ancient courtyard wall, casting a long shadow of Mr. Yan.

He crossed the courtyard and went straight to Zhu Yahan's room.

Without even knocking, he kicked the door open, strode in arrogantly, and sat down casually in a chair.

"Oh, Miss Zhu, what do you think of Tan Haoyu and Zhu Ziqing looking so happy together?" Mr. Yan leaned forward, his hands on his knees, and looked at Zhu Yahan with a mocking smile.

Zhu Yahan was staring blankly out the window when she heard this. She slowly turned her head and quietly looked at Mr. Yan.

The room was eerily quiet, with only the ticking of the clock on the wall, a sound that seemed to strike at everyone's heart.

Time ticked by, and after a long while, Zhu Yahan finally spoke coldly: "I'm crazy, what feelings could I possibly have?"

Mr. Yan's smile deepened. He pulled out a tablet from his pocket and said, "Since you don't have any thoughts, I'll show you something good." Without waiting for Zhu Yahan's consent, he pressed play.

In the video, Wan Qingsha's sharp cursing voice came through first, like sharp blades slicing through the silence in the room.

Immediately following was Zhu Yahan's pitiful scream, a scream filled with fear and pain.

Finally, a muffled "bang" sounded, like a heavy object hitting someone, and the scene of Zhu Yahan killing Wan Qingsha was laid bare before our eyes.

Zhu Yahan glanced at it only once before immediately looking away, her face turning deathly pale, her body trembling uncontrollably. She gripped the sheets tightly, her voice trembling as she questioned, "You...you showed me this, what is your purpose?"