My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 111 Don't disturb me while I'm cooking

Despite Tan Haoyu's care, Zhu Ziqing's sprained left ankle still aches slightly.

Every movement felt like being pricked by a needle, making movement extremely inconvenient.

After a whole day of running around, she hadn't even had time for dinner, and her stomach was already growling.

Tan Haoyu saw all of this and felt extremely distressed.

Without saying a word, he walked up to Zhu Ziqing.

She leaned down slightly, her eyes full of concern, and said gently, "You rest here, I'll go cook for you."

The tone was firm and unquestionable.

Zhu Ziqing sat on the sofa in the living room, but her eyes couldn't help but glance towards the kitchen from time to time.

Tan Haoyu had changed into loose-fitting home clothes, with an apron with cartoon patterns tied around his waist.

His usual image as a ruthless and domineering CEO in the business world instantly crumbled.

It looks rather comical at this moment, making people unable to help but laugh.

In the kitchen, Tan Haoyu stood in front of the stove.

Although she looked very serious and focused, it was, after all, her first time cooking alone.

His flustered and clumsy manner revealed his lack of culinary skills; even the spatula seemed to be disobedient in his hands.

Either the stir-frying is too vigorous, almost causing the vegetables to fall out of the pan, or the seasonings are added too loosely, with the amount not being properly measured.

Zhu Ziqing waited anxiously in the living room.

Listening to the occasional noises coming from the kitchen, she felt increasingly uneasy, muttering to herself, "When will we finally get to eat?"

Unable to wait any longer, Zhu Ziqing limped into the kitchen to help.

As soon as he reached the kitchen door, Tan Haoyu seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.

He turned his head abruptly, his eyes instantly turning stern, and shouted, "Get back on the sofa and don't move!"

Zhu Ziqing looked at him with a pitiful expression and muttered softly, "I'm so hungry."

Tan Haoyu's heart softened immediately when he saw her pitiful appearance.

Although his attitude remained firm, his actions were incredibly gentle. He walked a few steps to Zhu Ziqing.

Without saying a word, he carried her back to the sofa in a princess carry.

He gently pinched her cheek and said softly, "Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon."

Zhu Ziqing blinked, watching Tan Haoyu's busy figure, and a warm feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

Taking advantage of the moment Tan Haoyu turned around, she sneaked up like a mischievous kitten and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

Tan Haoyu was clearly taken aback. He turned around, a faint blush appearing on his face, and said reproachfully, "Don't cause trouble."

But there wasn't a trace of anger in her tone; the tense atmosphere was instantly dissolved by that kiss.

After being told off by Zhu Ziqing, Tan Haoyu calmed down.

Following Zhu Ziqing's earlier suggestions, I began cooking step by step in an orderly manner.

Amazingly, his movements gradually became more skilled; he stir-fried and seasoned, and each step became quite adept.

It seems that one's talent for cooking can be brought out in crucial moments.

Zhu Ziqing leaned back on the sofa, staring intently at Tan Haoyu, her eyes filled with admiration and amazement.

She couldn't help but marvel inwardly: What incredible luck I have! To meet such a high-quality man like Tan Haoyu on a blind date.

Not only is she outstanding in appearance and exceptionally intelligent, but she is also so caring; she's practically a rare find.

However, Zhu Ziqing was still furious when she thought about what happened during the day.

She frowned slightly, pondering to herself.

During the dinner party, that despicable woman, Ma Dongmei, revealed all of Ma Dongmei's shameful past in front of all her colleagues.

Although Tan Haoyu turned the tide at the time, this incident was like a thorn stuck in her heart.

She gritted her teeth, determined to be honest with Tan Haoyu and tell him everything that had happened in the past.

She took a deep breath, got up, and limped toward the kitchen.

After walking behind Tan Haoyu, she gently patted his shoulder.

When Tan Haoyu turned around, Zhu Ziqing said with a serious expression and firm gaze, "Haoyu, I want to talk to you about my past."

Tan Haoyu paused, putting down the cleaver he was about to use to chop vegetables.

He turned slightly to look into Zhu Ziqing's eyes, his expression calm, and said softly, "Actually, I already know."

Zhu Ziqing's eyes widened in surprise, her mouth slightly agape. It took her a while to recover: "You... how did you know?"

The thought of Tan Haoyu knowing about her unpleasant experiences made her heart clench with worry, and her voice trembled involuntarily, "Will you... be prejudiced against me because of this, or look down on me?"

Tan Haoyu put down the kitchen knife in his hand and turned to face Zhu Ziqing.

He said in his deep, melodious voice, which seemed to bewitch people, "Fool, I believe you are innocent. I won't blame you for what happened in the past."

As he spoke, he reached out and gently stroked Zhu Ziqing's hair.

Looking at Tan Haoyu's serious and earnest expression, Zhu Ziqing felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

Those past experiences of being schemed against resurfaced one by one, especially Zhu Yahan's insidious cunning.

In comparison, Tan Haoyu's trust seems all the more precious.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Haoyu, hug me, hug the best Zhu Ziqing."

Just as Tan Haoyu was about to reach out, he noticed that his hands were covered in oil and hesitated for a moment.

Zhu Ziqing didn't care about any of that. Ignoring the pain from her foot injury, she limped a few steps quickly.

She suddenly hugged Tan Haoyu from behind, pressing her cheek tightly against his back.

Tan Haoyu froze, feeling a jolt of electricity run through him.

The girl's fate stirred a strange ripple in his heart, and he stopped what he was doing.

I couldn't even concentrate on chopping vegetables; the atmosphere in the kitchen instantly became subtle and tense.

A moment later, Tan Haoyu came to his senses.

He gently broke free from Zhu Ziqing's embrace, turned around, looked at her, and said in a feigned serious tone, "Listen, if you want to eat, sit down quickly and don't disturb me while I'm cooking."

"Yes, sir!" Zhu Ziqing blinked and smiled mischievously.

Then he solemnly bowed, and limped back to the sofa to sit obediently.

Looking at her happy expression, Tan Haoyu knew that Ma Dongmei's outburst at the restaurant during the gathering today hadn't affected her at all.

At this moment, Zhu Ziqing's eyes sparkled with joy.

Clearly, Tan Haoyu's support helped her completely shake off the shadows of the past and stop feeling afraid.

After settling Zhu Ziqing in, Tan Haoyu turned and walked steadily back to the kitchen, where he put his apron with cartoon patterns back on.

Standing in front of the stove again, the spatula in his hand flew up and down.

Soon, the aroma of the food wafted out.

Not long after, Tan Haoyu came out carrying a steaming bowl of food in both hands.

The dishes were visually appealing, and although the presentation wasn't as exquisite as Zhu Ziqing's previous dishes, it still exuded a warm, homey feel.

Zhu Ziqing's eyes lit up instantly. She eagerly picked up her chopsticks, grabbed a mouthful of food, and put it in her mouth. Her eyes widened immediately. She chewed rapidly, her cheeks moving rhythmically, and after swallowing, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, Haoyu, this tastes amazing!"

As he spoke, he took several more bites of the dish.