My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 29 Lafite

At this moment, a glamorous waitress came to greet us.

The moment her gaze fell upon Tan Haoyu, it was as if she were drawn to a magnet.

Then they fawned over him, practically glued to Tan Haoyu, and didn't even glance at Zhu Ziqing.

Zhu Ziqing immediately felt sullen.

He couldn't help but think to himself: "Hmph, good-looking men are like devils, they steal the souls of all these women."

Tan Haoyu had clearly noticed the waitress's attitude.

His face darkened slightly, and his tone revealed his dissatisfaction: "Hey, go and call your supervisor over here."

The waitress then came to her senses and hurriedly said, "Sir, I am the manager here."

Tan Haoyu frowned and said bluntly, "Regardless of whether you are the person in charge or not, I demand that we be provided with a different person in charge."

The waitress was left speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

But her excellent service etiquette kept her smiling, and she quickly said, "Okay, sir, I'll arrange for another colleague to serve you right away."

After the two sat down, Zhu Ziqing looked at the scene just now and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Tan Haoyu looked at her with some confusion: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhu Ziqing laughed and said, "I think you're really special when it comes to women who like you. You just dismissed them so ruthlessly."

Tan Haoyu snorted: "I never liked her that way. She only cares about appearances and has no professional skills at all."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziqing couldn't help but feel uneasy again.

She recalled what Li Siqi had said before about Tan Haoyu's aversion to women.

She couldn't help but glance at Tan Haoyu a few more times, wondering to herself: Does he really not like women? Why is he so cold to those women who take the initiative to be friendly?

While eating her bread, Zhu Ziqing secretly observed Tan Haoyu.

She recalled Li Siqi's speculations that Tan Haoyu might not like women, and felt an itch in her heart, making her even more eager to find out the truth.

She couldn't help but glance at Tan Haoyu again, thinking to herself: If Tan Haoyu really doesn't like women, is that a good thing or a bad thing for her?

If he doesn't like women, what will become of their marriage?

But if he actually likes women, then why is he always so hot and cold towards her?

This series of questions kept swirling in her mind, making her somewhat agitated.

Tan Haoyu seemed to notice Zhu Ziqing's gaze.

He looked up at Zhu Ziqing, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Why are you staring at me? Is something on your mind?"

Zhu Ziqing panicked a little when he asked her that question.

She quickly shook her head: "No... I'm not thinking about anything, I was just looking around."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and pretended to be focused on eating.

Even so, she was still troubled by this doubt.

At this moment, melodious music flowed gently through the restaurant like a babbling brook.

That gentle melody weaves a romantic net in the air.

The pianist's slender fingers danced gracefully across the black and white keys.

The piece being played was Zhu Ziqing's favorite, "Wedding in a Dream".

Those familiar musical notes, like lively sprites, burrowed into Zhu Ziqing's heart, immersing her in a wonderful emotion.

Zhu Ziqing listened quietly to the music, a smile unconsciously spreading across her face, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Gradually, she found herself humming along without even realizing it.

The clear voice intertwined with the piano music, like a harmonious duet.

Her expression was lively and captivated, as if the whole world had been reduced to nothing but this beautiful music.

Tan Haoyu was looking at the menu in his hand when Zhu Ziqing's humming caught his attention.

He slowly put down the menu, his gaze gently falling on Zhu Ziqing, and said softly, "You really like this piece of music?"

Zhu Ziqing nodded slightly, her eyes filled with delight: "Yes, 'Wedding in a Dream' has always been my favorite. Every time I hear it, I feel like I've stepped into a dream world, and all my worries disappear. What about you? Do you like this piece?"

Tan Haoyu smiled slightly: "Now when I hear you humming, I find it has a unique charm."

After speaking, Tan Haoyu slightly raised his hand, signaling the waiter to come and pour the red wine.

The waiter respectfully carried over a bottle of 62 Lafite.

Then, he slowly poured the ruby-like liquid into the two crystal-clear glasses.

Tan Haoyu gently picked up a glass, smiled and said to Zhu Ziqing, "Try this wine, it's a 62 Lafite, it's very good."

Zhu Ziqing looked at the glass of red wine, her eyes filled with appreciation and curiosity.

Instead of taking an elegant sip like a typical woman, she boldly downed the wine in one gulp.

Seeing his swift and decisive movements, Tan Haoyu shook his head helplessly.

He smiled wryly and said, "Your way of drinking is really peculiar. You just chug this precious wine in one go, aren't you afraid of wasting its delicious flavor?"

Zhu Ziqing wiped her mouth and smiled, "Such good wine, of course I have to savor it properly. One sip, and the rich aroma spreads on my tongue, how delightful! Do you usually savor it like this?"

Tan Haoyu gently swirled the wine in his glass, watching the wine cling to the sides: "Tasting red wine is an art. You have to savor it slowly to appreciate its layers and nuances. You can't appreciate anything like this."

As Tan Haoyu sipped his red wine, his thoughts drifted back to the time when he first met Zhu Ziqing a few years ago.

At that time, Zhu Ziqing was full of energy, like a blooming flower in spring, bright and dazzling.

Now, she exudes a more tranquil and gentle aura, like a gem polished by time, radiating a restrained yet captivating luster.

But no matter how time changes, her optimistic attitude towards life and her enthusiasm for work remain the same.

After finishing her drink, Zhu Ziqing subconsciously licked her lips.

That unintentional movement carried a unique allure.

A strange light flashed in Tan Haoyu's eyes.

He forced himself to calm down and picked up the wine bottle himself.

She poured another glass for Zhu Ziqing and gently reminded her, "Drink slowly."

However, Zhu Ziqing did not heed his advice and drank the wine in one gulp again.

Then he looked at Tan Haoyu and smiled mischievously.

During the meal, Tan Haoyu's movements were elegant and skillful, with every cut and every move perfectly executed.

Zhu Ziqing, on the other hand, seemed rather unrestrained, eating large mouthfuls of beef.

She tried hard to imitate Tan Haoyu, but she still seemed a bit flustered.

Tan Haoyu looked at her, his brows furrowing slightly.

Then he pushed his steak in front of Zhu Ziqing: "You eat this."