My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 140 Mother will never come back.

Zhu Ziqing pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "I just... didn't want you to worry."

Tan Haoyu sighed, gently stroked her cheek, and said in a low, tender voice, "Ziqing, I hope you can open your heart to me. No matter what happens, I will be by your side. You don't need to bear everything alone."

Zhu Ziqing's eyes reddened slightly, and her voice choked with sobs: "Haoyu, I... I really don't know how to face all of this. My mother's departure makes me feel... I feel so useless."

Tan Haoyu's heart skipped a beat. He gently pulled her into his arms, his voice tender yet firm: "Ziqing, you've done so well. Your aunt in heaven would be so proud of you to see how strong you are."

Zhu Ziqing leaned against his chest, feeling his warm body temperature, and the coldness in her heart gradually dissipated.

She whispered, "Haoyu, thank you... for always being by my side."

Tan Haoyu lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, his voice full of affection: "Silly girl, I told you, I will always be by your side. No matter what happens, I will protect you and cherish you."

A tear welled up in Zhu Ziqing's eyes, and her voice was weak but tinged with dependence: "Haoyu, I'm really scared... scared that one day you'll leave me too."

Tan Haoyu's heart tightened, and he hugged her even tighter, his voice low and strong: "No, Ziqing. I will never leave you. I will stay by your side for the rest of my life."

Zhu Ziqing closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She knew that no matter what the future held, as long as he was by her side, she would no longer be afraid.

Tan Haoyu gently released her, reached for his coat, and draped it over her shoulders, saying in a tender tone, "Ziqing, your fever has just subsided, don't catch a cold. I'll cook you some porridge, eat something, and get some rest."

Zhu Ziqing nodded, her voice weak: "Okay."

Tan Haoyu got up and went to the kitchen to start preparing food for Zhu Ziqing.

As Zhu Ziqing watched his retreating figure, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

She knew that this man had become an indispensable part of her life.

In the kitchen, Tan Haoyu skillfully cooked porridge, but the image of his parents floated into his mind.

His parents had a deep and loving relationship, and he had never seen them argue from childhood to adulthood.

The father always took care of the mother gently, and the mother always responded to the father's care with a smile.

"Ziqing, I will take good care of you like a father would," Tan Haoyu murmured softly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

A short while later, Tan Haoyu returned to the bedroom carrying a steaming bowl of porridge.

He helped Zhu Ziqing sit up and carefully draped her coat over her shoulders.

Then he handed the porridge to her and said gently, "Ziqing, eat it while it's hot."

Zhu Ziqing took the porridge, her eyes filled with gratitude: "Haoyu, thank you."

Tan Haoyu smiled and said in a doting tone, "Silly girl, eat up."

Zhu Ziqing lowered her head and drank the porridge spoonful by spoonful, her heart filled with warmth.

She knew that no matter what the future held, as long as he was by her side, she would no longer be alone.

"Bang bang—" A series of urgent knocks suddenly came from outside the door, breaking the silence in the room.

Tan Haoyu frowned, gently released Zhu Ziqing's hand, and said in a low voice, "Ziqing, I'm going out for a bit, I'll be right back."

Zhu Ziqing nodded groggily, her voice weak: "Okay..."

Tan Haoyu got up and walked out of the room. After closing the door, the gentleness on his face was instantly replaced by coldness.

He looked at his assistant, Yang Piaoliang, who was standing at the door, and asked in a cold tone, "What is it?"

Yang Piaoliang said respectfully in a low voice, "President Tan, Zhu Shigou is here. He says he wants to see your wife."

Tan Haoyu's eyes darkened, a hint of disgust flashing in them: "Zhu Shigou? What's he doing here?"

Yang Piaoliang shook his head, speaking cautiously: "He said he came to visit his wife. Although his wife and he had a falling out, it is a family matter after all, and I don't want to send him away directly, so I came to ask for your opinion."

Tan Haoyu sneered, his tone icy: "Tell him to wait in the conference room."

Yang Piaoliang nodded in agreement and turned to leave.

Tan Haoyu stood there, his gaze deep, his vigilance and disgust towards Zhu Shigou growing stronger.

He knew that Zhu Shigou's sudden visit was not just a simple visit to see Zhu Ziqing.

"This cancer must be eradicated sooner or later," Tan Haoyu murmured, a cold glint in his eyes.

He turned and went back to the room, where he saw Zhu Ziqing still lying on the bed, her face pale and her forehead covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.

Her breathing was rapid; she was clearly still running a high fever.

Tan Haoyu walked to the bedside, gently took her hand, and asked softly, "Ziqing, are you feeling better?"

Zhu Ziqing slightly opened her eyes, her gaze somewhat unfocused, and her voice weak: "Haoyu...have you been taking care of me all this time?"

Tan Haoyu nodded, his tone indulgent: "Yes, you have a fever, how can I leave without worry?"

A tear welled up in Zhu Ziqing's eyes, her voice choked with emotion: "Thank you... Haoyu. When Mom was sick, she took care of me like this too. But now... she'll never come back..."

Tan Haoyu's heart skipped a beat. He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, his voice low and tender: "Ziqing, don't be sad. Auntie is watching you from heaven. She would definitely want you to be alright."

Zhu Ziqing closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Images of her mother from before her death kept flashing through her mind.

Those warm memories stand in stark contrast to the cold reality of the present, filling her heart with pain.

Upon seeing this, Tan Haoyu felt a pang of anxiety.

He knew that Zhu Ziqing needed not only comfort, but also companionship at that moment.

He gently released her hand and said softly, "Ziqing, I'll go prepare something for you to eat. Wait for me a moment."

Zhu Ziqing nodded, her voice weak: "Okay..."

Tan Haoyu got up and went to the kitchen, skillfully preparing food for Zhu Ziqing.

He cooked a bowl of light porridge and also specially prepared a few side dishes that she usually likes to eat.

He knew that Zhu Ziqing was currently weak and needed to replenish various nutrients.

A short while later, Tan Haoyu returned to the room carrying a steaming bowl of porridge.

He helped Zhu Ziqing sit up and carefully draped her coat over her shoulders.

Then he handed the porridge to her and said gently, "Ziqing, eat it while it's hot."

Zhu Ziqing took the porridge, her eyes filled with gratitude: "Haoyu, thank you."

Tan Haoyu smiled and said in a doting tone, "Silly girl, don't say thank you, just eat."

Zhu Ziqing lowered her head and drank the porridge spoonful by spoonful, her heart filled with warmth.

She knew that no matter what the future held, as long as he was by her side, she would no longer be alone.

After finishing her meal, Zhu Ziqing felt a little better.

She leaned against the headboard, her gaze somewhat unfocused, clearly still missing her mother.