My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 82 I'll Peel the Shrimp for You

Before Zhu Ziqing could even speak, she pressed the answer button.

Then Tan Haoyu's deep, magnetic voice came through: "What are you doing?"

She felt a rush of heat to her head, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red.

He mumbled a few words and said a few casual ones before he calmed himself down.

Her lips unconsciously turned up, and she smiled brightly: "I was just about to go eat."

Even through the phone, Tan Haoyu could almost see Zhu Ziqing's radiant smile.

For a moment, I was completely mesmerized.

A strong possessiveness welled up inside her, and she couldn't wait to claim that smile as her own, to announce to the world that she was hers, and to make their relationship public.

But before he could voice his thoughts, his keen senses caught a hint of hesitation in Zhu Ziqing's words.

"Zhu Ziqing, would you like to come eat with us?" Tan Haoyu tried to make his voice sound gentle, but his hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously.

Zhu Ziqing bit her lip, secretly glancing at her colleagues who were leaving, her heart filled with conflict.

She didn't want her colleagues to know so soon that she was Tan Haoyu's "President's Wife".

If this attracts gossip, my work will likely be disrupted from now on.

After hesitating for a while, she softly declined, "You guys go first, I'll be there soon."

Hearing this, Tan Haoyu felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest with a heavy hammer, and his chest felt suffocated.

But seeing Zhu Ziqing's troubled look, he really couldn't bear to force her.

After a moment of silence, he finally sighed and uttered a single word: "Good."

Just then, Yang Piaoliang burst through the door in a flurry of activity.

He was still clutching a few documents he had just finished processing.

She walked over to Tan Haoyu, glanced at the phone in his hand, raised her chin, and asked, "Are we waiting for Zhu Ziqing to come over for dinner together?"

Tan Haoyu remained silent, his gaze still fixed on Zhu Ziqing from the business department through the glass.

After a while, she looked away and gently shook her head: "Let's go first, she can come by herself."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out of the office.

Yang Piaoliang followed behind with a puzzled look on her face.

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Huangsha Grand Restaurant, one of the most luxurious restaurants in Shenzhen, boasts a brightly lit and ornately decorated VVIP private room.

Tan Haoyu sat in the private room early, tapping his fingers on the table intermittently.

He would occasionally glance up at the door of the private room, his eyes filled with anticipation and anxiety.

Time ticked by, and just as he was about to get up to urge them on, the door to the private room was gently pushed open.

Zhu Ziqing's slender figure came into view.

Tan Haoyu's previously tense lips instantly turned up, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.

It was as if her arrival made the private room brighter.

Inside the room, Tan Haoyu sat elegantly by the window, like a beautiful painting.

The sunlight streaming in from the window, like a spotlight on a stage, shone precisely on his profile.

It made the deep and charming lines of his face even clearer and more moving.

Zhu Ziqing paused involuntarily after entering the VVIP room.

Looking at the scene before Tan Haoyu, a slight ripple of emotion stirred within him.

For some reason, she felt a sense of loneliness in this seemingly peaceful scene.

It was as if Tan Haoyu was surrounded by a thin layer of frost that was difficult for others to touch.

At that moment, an impulse surged within her.

I really want to hug him gently from behind and use my body heat to dispel that chill.

As if sensing something, Tan Haoyu turned his head slightly, a warm smile like a spring breeze on his lips, and greeted softly, "You're here, please have a seat."

That voice was deep and gentle; just listening to it made one feel slightly tipsy.

Zhu Ziqing seemed to have her secrets exposed, and her face instantly flushed with a heat, like the rosy clouds on the horizon, delicate and alluring.

In her panic, she quickly avoided Tan Haoyu's slightly yellow gaze, lowered her eyes, and took small steps to sit down on the chair opposite her.

His hands unconsciously gripped the hem of his clothes, his fingertips trembling slightly from the force.

Once she was seated, her gaze fell on the table.

A table was laden with a dazzling array of seafood: abalone, crab, lobster... everything imaginable, all of which were her favorites.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhu Ziqing's eyes as she looked up at Tan Haoyu.

His eyes were full of doubt: "You... prepared all of this?"

Tan Haoyu nodded slightly, his smile deepening: "Yes, I know you love seafood, so I ordered it specially. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Zhu Ziqing blinked, her curiosity getting the better of her, and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Tan, how do you always know my preferences so well?"

I don't recall mentioning it to you many times.

Having said that, he tilted his head, his eyes full of inquiry.

Tan Haoyu froze, his smile almost crumbling. He opened his mouth, but then hesitated to speak.

He almost blurted out, "I've investigated you."

But when he saw Zhu Ziqing's clear and innocent eyes, he swallowed the words back.

He struggled with himself, wondering why he had gone to so much trouble to figure out her preferences.

Trying every possible way to make her happy? I've never acted this way before.

But when facing Zhu Ziqing, everything fell apart, and he couldn't come up with a solution.

A brief silence fell over the private room as the two ate their meal in silence.

The only sound was the slight clinking of cutlery.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward. Zhu Ziqing lowered her eyes and ate the food in front of her in small bites.

She would occasionally glance at Tan Haoyu, then quickly look away.

While eating, Tan Haoyu observed Zhu Ziqing discreetly.

The lobster in front of her didn't move at all.

He stopped what he was doing and asked softly, "What, don't you like lobster?"

Zhu Ziqing looked up at the sound and quickly waved her hand, "No, I really like it, it's just..."

As she said this, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her voice lowered, "Eating this is too much trouble, and it doesn't look very appetizing, so I don't want to eat it in front of you."

Tan Haoyu was slightly taken aback.

Without saying a word, he reached for the disposable gloves next to him and put them on.

With her well-defined fingers, she gently picked up a large lobster, her movements tender yet full of affection: "It's alright, I'll peel it for you."

As he peeled the lobster, he was lost in memories of the time he ate lobster with Tan Xiaoxuan.

Xiaoxuan's mother would always peel shrimp for Xiaoxuan with a loving expression, a scene that was both heartwarming and beautiful.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Zhu Ziqing and thought, if she was afraid of trouble and gave up this love, then why not help her peel it?

Tan Haoyu doesn't usually eat lobsters, so when he actually tried to peel them, he was incredibly clumsy.

The shrimp shells were hard, and he squeezed them until his fingers turned red.

But after a long time, I still couldn't find the trick to peeling the shrimp, and the shrimp meat was torn to pieces along with the shell.