My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 137 The way you're looking at me is strange.

Tan Haoyu stopped and looked down at Zhu Ziqing.

He looked at her with a firm yet gentle gaze: "Ziqing, no matter what happened in the past, it won't affect our relationship now. You just need to know that I will always be by your side, protecting you and supporting you."

Zhu Ziqing's heart trembled slightly, as if something inside her was quietly melting away.

She nodded and said softly, "I believe you."

Tan Haoyu smiled slightly, put his arm around her, and continued walking forward.

His movements were gentle yet firm, as if silently declaring: no matter what the past was like, his future belongs only to Zhu Ziqing.

Zhu Yahan's figure had long been left far behind them, as if she had never existed.

Zhu Ziqing and Tan Haoyu's figures had just disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Zhu Shigou slowly emerged from the shadows, his gaze dark as he stared in the direction they had gone.

He walked to Zhu Yahan's side, his tone slightly probing: "Han'er, do you know that man?"

Zhu Yahan withdrew her gaze, a sweet smile appearing on her face, and said casually, "Dad, are you talking about Tan Haoyu? He's Ziqing's husband. I just thought he looked familiar, maybe I mistook him for someone else."

Zhu Shigou narrowed his eyes, clearly not entirely believing her answer: "Oh? Just that you look familiar? I think your reaction just now wasn't as simple as mistaking someone for someone else."

Zhu Yahan lowered her head, pretending to be deep in thought.

He then said softly, "Actually... I do know him. When he was studying at Harvard, he was a prominent figure on campus, winning scholarships every year, and many people knew him. However, I'm not familiar with him; I've only heard his name."

Zhu Shigou raised an eyebrow, a hint of disdain in his tone: "A prominent figure at Harvard? Sounds impressive. But what's his family background? Which family does he belong to?"

A sly glint flashed in Zhu Yahan's eyes.

He then shook his head with feigned regret: "Him? I heard he's just from an ordinary family, with no special background. Dad, you know there are many ordinary people at Harvard who study on scholarships, he's probably one of them."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Shigou's interest vanished instantly, and he snorted coldly, "A child from an ordinary family? He's not worth your time. Han'er, don't waste your time on this kind of person."

Zhu Yahan nodded obediently, her voice gentle: "Dad, don't worry, I understand. I just didn't realize what was happening and that's why I called him back."

Zhu Shigou nodded in satisfaction, then changed the subject, his tone becoming serious: "By the way, Han'er, you have to keep a close eye on Wan Qingsha. He's the only son of the Wan family, and it's a sure thing that he'll inherit the family business. If you can get him under control, our Zhu family's position in the capital will be secure."

Zhu Yahan lowered her head, concealing a hint of impatience in her eyes, and replied softly, "Yes, Dad, I will be careful."

Zhu Shigou patted her on the shoulder, his tone carrying a hint of warning: "Don't let me down. Opportunities like Wan Qingsha's aren't something you can just come across easily."

Zhu Yahan raised her head, a sweet smile on her face: "Dad, don't worry, I know what to do."

Zhu Shigou nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.

He muttered to himself, "A kid from an ordinary family? Does he even deserve to be associated with the Zhu family? What a joke."

Once Zhu Shigou's figure had completely disappeared, Zhu Yahan's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a coldness.

She murmured softly, "Tan Haoyu... Zhao Muzhi... Do you think you can get rid of the past by changing your name? How naive."

She turned to look in the direction Zhu Ziqing and Tan Haoyu had left, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes: "Zhu Ziqing, what makes you think you can get him? Just because of your pitiful background? Ha, I'll see how long you can be so smug."

After speaking, she straightened the hem of her clothes and put on that obedient smile again, as if the coldness from before had never existed.

She walked with graceful steps in the opposite direction from Zhu Shigou, but in her heart she was already planning her next move.

Meanwhile, Zhu Ziqing and Tan Haoyu had already gotten into the car.

Zhu Ziqing turned her head to look at Tan Haoyu, a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Haoyu, Zhu Yahan called you 'Zhao Muzhi' just now, do you really not know her?"

Tan Haoyu's hand on the steering wheel paused slightly, then he smiled faintly: "Ziqing, the past is no longer important. Now, I am Tan Haoyu, your husband. That's enough."

Zhu Ziqing looked at his calm profile, but the doubts in her heart did not dissipate.

She said softly, "But... I always feel like there's something wrong with the way she looks at you. Is there really nothing between you two?"

Tan Haoyu reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone gentle yet firm: "Don't overthink it. No matter what happened in the past, my future belongs only to you."

Zhu Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, as if touched by his words. She nodded and said softly, "I believe you."

Tan Haoyu smiled slightly, his gaze fixed straight ahead, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He knew that Zhu Yahan's appearance was by no means accidental.

He would never allow anyone to disrupt his and Zhu Ziqing's life.

Outside the car window, night was deepening.

After getting into the car, Zhu Ziqing sat in the passenger seat with her eyes lowered.

Her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, and she looked sullen.

The atmosphere inside the car was somewhat oppressive, with only the deep roar of the engine echoing in the ears.

Tan Haoyu glanced at her sideways, his brows furrowing slightly. His tone was gentle yet tinged with a hint of probing: "Ziqing, what's wrong? Still thinking about what happened earlier?"

Zhu Ziqing didn't look up, her voice muffled: "What exactly is your relationship with Zhu Yahan?"

Tan Haoyu tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he said in a low voice, "Didn't she just say that she mistook me for someone else? I don't know her."

Zhu Ziqing finally raised her head, looking directly at him with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "But she called you 'Zhao Muzhi,' and said you were her ex-boyfriend. Tan Haoyu, how many things are you hiding from me?"

Tan Haoyu sighed and slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

He turned to look at her, his gaze earnest and honest: "Ziqing, since you asked, I'll tell you. Yes, I used to use the name 'Zhao Muzhi,' but that's all in the past. As for Zhu Yahan... I did have a nominal 'relationship' with her, but it wasn't of my own free will."

Zhu Ziqing's brows furrowed even more, her voice trembling slightly: "What do you mean by 'a nominal relationship'? What do you mean by 'not voluntary'? Tan Haoyu, can you explain yourself clearly?"

Tan Haoyu took a deep breath, his tone calm but tinged with helplessness: "Back then, I was studying at Harvard. Zhu Yahan somehow found out about my background and took the initiative to approach me. She claimed to others that I was her boyfriend, but I never admitted it. Later, for some reason, she suddenly distanced herself from me and even unilaterally announced our breakup. Throughout the whole process, I was the one who was passive."