My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 165 I'm afraid they won't like me

After a while, Tan Haoyu finally closed his laptop and let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhu Ziqing couldn't help but tease, "President Tan, is all you do every day just count money?"

Upon hearing this, Tan Haoyu chuckled and said, "Counting money is a job for bank staff; I don't have the time for that."

Zhu Ziqing blinked and asked, feigning curiosity, "So how much is your salary?"

Tan Haoyu raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile: "What, worried that I can't afford to support you?"

Zhu Ziqing blushed and muttered, "Who asked you to support me?"

Tan Haoyu moved closer to her and whispered, "Don't worry, I can easily support you."

Although Zhu Ziqing wouldn't admit it, a sweet feeling welled up in her heart when she heard his words.

She checked the time and asked, "Are you done with your work? Shouldn't we be boarding?"

Tan Haoyu nodded: "I'm done with my work, and my phone is off. Now it's your time."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziqing smiled with joy.

"Finally, I can go home," she said softly, her voice full of anticipation.

"Today is the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month. I need to prepare for the New Year when I get back." She said, imagining the scene of returning home.

Tan Haoyu looked at her and suddenly said, "Come home with me for the Spring Festival and meet my parents."

Zhu Ziqing was stunned for a moment, then her heart raced, feeling both excited and a little worried.

"Meet the parents? I... I'm afraid they won't like me," she said softly, a hint of unease in her voice.

Tan Haoyu chuckled and took her hand: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Zhu Ziqing looked up at him, but couldn't help wondering about his family background.

Judging from Tan Haoyu's words, actions, clothing, and even eating habits, his family is by no means an ordinary family.

"Will his family accept me?" she wondered silently, feeling both hopeful and apprehensive.

Tan Haoyu's family is warm and harmonious, with loving parents and a good relationship among his siblings.

Zhu Ziqing's family, however, presents a completely different picture.

Her father died early, her mother remarried, and her stepfather was cold and distant towards her, and there was always constant quarreling in the house.

Thinking of all this, Zhu Ziqing felt a pang of sadness, and her eyes reddened slightly.

She lowered her head and remained silent, a sense of worry creeping into her heart: "If Tan Haoyu's parents ask about my family, how should I answer?"

Her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, her mind a jumbled mess.

Tan Haoyu noticed her unusual behavior and gently took her hand: "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly not talking?"

Zhu Ziqing looked up and forced a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Tan Haoyu looked at her, his gaze gentle yet firm.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, gently comforting her, "Don't worry, I'm here."

"You are my wife, and my family will love you."

His voice was deep and powerful, as if it could dispel all the gloom in her heart.

Zhu Ziqing felt a warmth in her heart, but she still couldn't help but whisper, "But I have too many stains on my record, I'm afraid they won't accept me."

Her voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself, yet it carried a hint of helplessness.

Tan Haoyu held her hand tightly, his tone firm: "None of that is your fault. You are kind, strong, and wonderful. My family will definitely like you."

He paused, then added, "Marriage is a matter between two people, but I hope you can get my family's blessing."

Zhu Ziqing looked up at him, a hint of emotion flashing in her eyes.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "But... I always feel like I'm not good enough for you."

Tan Haoyu chuckled and ruffled her hair: "Silly girl, you're the one I've chosen. There's no question of whether you're good enough for me."

Just then, the boarding announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Dear passengers, flight 9527 is about to depart. Please proceed to the boarding gate to prepare for boarding."

Tan Haoyu stood up and suddenly reached out to pick Zhu Ziqing up in his arms.

Zhu Ziqing was startled and instinctively struggled, saying, "What are you doing? Put me down!"

Her face flushed instantly, and the stares from those around her made her feel incredibly embarrassed.

Tan Haoyu didn't care at all, and carried her to the boarding gate, saying, "You're tired, I'll carry you there."

His tone was matter-of-fact, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

Zhu Ziqing was both embarrassed and anxious, and protested in a low voice: "So many people are watching, put me down right now!"

Tan Haoyu looked down at her, a smile playing on his lips: "What are you afraid of? You're mine, I can hug you whenever I want."

Helpless, Zhu Ziqing buried her face in his chest, pretending not to see the gazes around her.

Her heart was pounding, a mixture of shyness and sweetness.

Tan Haoyu's domineering nature was on full display at this moment, but his actions also revealed his thoughtfulness and care for Zhu Ziqing.

Although he was a bit slow on the uptake in terms of emotional intelligence, he always expressed his care and love for her in his own way.

Zhu Ziqing leaned against him, and her heart gradually calmed down.

"Perhaps, he really can give me a different future." She thought to herself, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips.

……

After a flight of more than two hours, the plane finally arrived at Pengcheng Airport.

It took more than an hour to get home from the airport, and by the time I arrived at my doorstep it was almost 8 p.m.

The night was deep, and the streetlights looked especially warm.

Pushing open the door, Zhu Ziqing eagerly stepped inside.

The maid who was in charge of taking care of Xiaohua had already sent Xiaohua home and knew they were coming back, so she made special preparations in advance.

However, Xiaohua lay alone on the sofa, motionless and listless.

"Xiao Hua?" Zhu Ziqing called softly, her gaze sweeping across the room, but she did not see that familiar little figure.

Upon hearing her voice, Xiaohua's ears twitched slightly, but she still did not get up.

In the past, every time the door was opened, Xiaohua would excitedly rush over, but it was never her mother.

Today, it's too lazy to be disappointed anymore.

"Xiaohua, Mom is back!" Zhu Ziqing raised her voice, her tone tinged with urgency.

This time, Xiaohua finally heard clearly.

It suddenly jumped off the sofa, its four short legs rushing towards the door, its tail wagging like a small fan.

"Xiao Hua!" Zhu Ziqing squatted down and hugged Xiao Hua tightly.

The little flower was so excited that it kept rubbing against her face, making soft whimpering sounds, as if expressing its longing.

Zhu Ziqing couldn't help but tear up, hugging it tightly: "Mommy misses you so much, really misses you so much."

Xiaohua raised her head, her eyes seemingly glistening with tears, her wet eyes filled with grievance and longing.

It gently tugged at Zhu Ziqing's clothes with its paws, as if to say, "Mom, why did you take so long to come back?"

Tan Haoyu stood aside, watching this scene, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

He coughed lightly and reminded her, "Ziqing, your leg injury hasn't healed yet. Don't stand for too long. Go sit down."

Zhu Ziqing didn't even look up, casually waving her hand: "It's okay, I'll play with Xiaohua for a while longer."

Tan Haoyu's face instantly darkened.