My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 209 Thinking about having more children

Just when Zhu Ziqing was isolated and helpless, Tan Haoyu appeared.

But he coldly said, "Ziqing, let's break up. My family cares a lot about your background, we're not a good match."

"Haoyu, don't do this, it's not like this..." Zhu Ziqing reached out in horror to grab Tan Haoyu, but missed. He disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Why, why are you abandoning me too!" Zhu Ziqing roared angrily, her voice echoing in the empty dream. Her heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, the pain leaving it numb.

She began to reflect: Did she really have different feelings for Tan Haoyu? Besides this loveless marriage, was she hoping for more? These thoughts kept swirling in her mind, causing her immense pain.

"Ziqing, Ziqing, wake up!" Tan Haoyu's urgent voice rang in her ears, and Zhu Ziqing was suddenly awakened from her dream.

Seeing Tan Haoyu right beside her, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled down, and a sense of relief, like surviving a disaster, welled up inside her.

Tan Haoyu tenderly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream."

Zhu Ziqing tearfully recounted the contents of her dream.

Tan Haoyu hugged her tightly and said firmly, "Don't worry, I will never leave you, we will always be together."

Zhu Ziqing still felt the dream was too real, her heart filled with fear and lingering unease. Tan Haoyu asked with concern, "Did something happen? You look very scared." Zhu Ziqing shook her head, unwilling to say more.

“I dreamt about people and things from my past,” Zhu Ziqing added. Tan Haoyu said gently, “Then you should rest well today and not think about so much.”

Zhu Ziqing lay in bed, her mind filled with thoughts. She thought that it must be Grandpa Tan's words that had influenced her, which was why she had such a dream.

Tan Haoyu turned and went to the kitchen to prepare the meal, while Zhu Ziqing stared blankly at the ceiling.

Although she was unwilling to admit it, Tan Haoyu's presence did indeed make her feel incredibly at ease.

Not long after, Tan Haoyu came out of the kitchen, steadily carrying a carefully prepared congee with lean pork for pregnancy and a fragrant chicken soup. He carefully placed these delicacies in front of Zhu Ziqing, his eyes full of concern.

"Ziqing, come on, try my cooking. This is a nutritious soup and porridge that's especially good for pregnant women and their babies." Tan Haoyu said as he scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it gently, and brought it to Zhu Ziqing's lips.

Watching his skillful movements, Zhu Ziqing couldn't help but tease him, "Wow, when did you become so knowledgeable about pregnant women and fetuses? You're practically an expert now."

Tan Haoyu smiled and said earnestly, "Since you got pregnant, I've been cramming a lot of knowledge. I'm not only your husband, but also the father of your child, so of course I have to take good care of you and the baby." As he spoke, he gently fed Zhu Ziqing a spoonful of porridge.

"Haoyu, thank you." Zhu Ziqing looked at him gratefully, "And you even changed your work habits for me, and you don't travel for business as often anymore."

Tan Haoyu held her hand: "This is what I should do. You and the child are the most important."

However, Zhu Ziqing felt a vague unease: "But you're so good to me, I'm a little worried. What would I do if I lost you one day? I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to adapt." Thinking of that terrible breakup dream, a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

Tan Haoyu keenly noticed that Zhu Ziqing was starting to drift off again. He gently pinched her cheek and asked, "What are you thinking about now? Is something still on your mind?" He really wanted to help her resolve her inner conflict, but he didn't want to do anything that might upset her, like investigating or stalking her.

Not wanting the atmosphere to become heavy, Zhu Ziqing changed the subject: "Haoyu, do you prefer boys or girls?"

Tan Haoyu answered without hesitation: "I like both boys and girls. I'll be happy as long as it's your child."

Zhu Ziqing's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "I was even thinking of having several children at once, wouldn't it be great to have so many fun kids?"

Tan Haoyu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You really have wild ideas, are you planning to have a litter like a pig?"

Seeing Tan Haoyu's cheerful smile, Zhu Ziqing's heart inexplicably quickened. For the first time, she realized how handsome Tan Haoyu's smile was. Almost unconsciously, she quietly moved closer and gently kissed Tan Haoyu's lips, even playfully sticking out her tongue to lick them.

Tan Haoyu's eyes widened instantly, and he hurriedly stepped back, warning with a serious expression: "Ziqing, don't do anything reckless. You're pregnant now, and if you anger me at this time, the consequences will be severe."

Zhu Ziqing looked innocent and confused, saying, "I just wanted to kiss you, why are you so nervous?"

Tan Haoyu sighed helplessly and instructed, "You must stay home and rest tomorrow. You are not allowed to go anywhere. You must be obedient."

Zhu Ziqing feigned displeasure, pouting and saying, "You're so domineering, I don't have any freedom at all." But the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, and she was actually feeling sweet inside.

The next morning, the sunlight gently shone on the windowsill, but Zhu Ziqing's heart was like a surging tide, unable to find peace.

She gritted her teeth and finally made up her mind to go to the capital to see her sister, Zhu Yahan.

Thinking about Tan Haoyu's possible reaction after learning about this, Zhu Ziqing felt a little flustered.

But she still kept it a secret from Tan Haoyu, quickly booked a plane ticket online, and then took a taxi at breakneck speed to the airport.

The two-hour flight felt incredibly long, with every second stretching out before Zhu Ziqing's eyes.

Finally, the plane landed smoothly at the capital airport.

The moment I stepped out of the cabin, a blast of biting cold air hit me.

Zhu Ziqing couldn't help but shiver. Fortunately, she had prepared in advance and quickly took out a thick coat from her suitcase and put it on.

Stepping out of the airport, Zhu Ziqing took a deep breath and dialed Mr. Yan's number. "Hello, Mr. Yan, this is Zhu Ziqing. I'd like to ask which hospital my sister is in right now?"

A deep laugh came from the other end of the phone: "Oh, I really didn't expect you to come. Okay, I'll tell you."

Upon learning the address, Zhu Ziqing didn't dare to delay for a moment and immediately took a taxi straight to the mental hospital.

As soon as I got out of the car, a familiar voice reached my ears: "I knew you would come."

Zhu Ziqing looked up and saw Mr. Yan standing on the steps, looking at her with a half-smile.

"You really are a sentimental person," Mr. Yan teased.

Zhu Ziqing frowned, not wanting to discuss other topics with him, and asked directly, "Mr. Yan, where is my sister? I would like to see her."

Mr. Yan's lips curled up slightly. "Then come with me."

After saying that, he turned and walked forward.