My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 285 I will never let you leave again

"Ziqing, don't be afraid..." Tan Haoyu murmured as he carried her into the car. Zhu Ziqing still didn't let go, but Tan Haoyu didn't stop her and instructed the driver, "Drive."

Then, Tan Haoyu lowered his head, looking tenderly at Zhu Ziqing in his arms, gently stroking her head with one hand, his movements soft as if comforting a wounded little animal. "From now on, I will never let you feel afraid, lonely, or isolated again," Tan Haoyu silently vowed in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Ziqing finally released her mouth and, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep in Tan Haoyu's arms. Tan Haoyu held her tightly with one arm and gently smoothed the wrinkles between her brows with the other, softly calling, "Ziqing..."

Gazing at the sleeping Zhu Ziqing, Tan Haoyu was overwhelmed with emotion. Before meeting her, Tan Haoyu had always felt that love was an abstract concept, and marriage was merely finding a suitable person to share life with. But when Zhu Ziqing disappeared and he heard the devastating news of her tragic death, his heart ached as if it were being torn apart. At that moment, he realized that the reason he had never experienced love before was because he hadn't met the person he truly cared about.

Tan Haoyu chose Zhu Ziqing not only because they were compatible, but also because he couldn't bear to see her being taken away by another man. To get closer to her, he meticulously planned to drive away her blind date and sit opposite her. Unfortunately, he lacked emotional intelligence at the time, and by the time he realized his feelings, Zhu Ziqing had already disappeared.

For the next three years, Tan Haoyu searched far and wide for her, but to no avail. Now that Zhu Ziqing has been found, Tan Haoyu is absolutely certain that she is the only one he will ever love. "Ziqing, this time, I will never let you leave me again," Tan Haoyu said firmly in his heart.

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Late at night, in the dimly lit room, Zhu Ziqing lay on the bed, drenched in cold sweat, her hair clinging to her pale face. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she murmured incoherently, her body trembling occasionally. Tan Haoyu sat by the bedside, his brows furrowed in worry—Zhu Ziqing's dependence on morphine was far more severe than he had imagined.

Soon, experts arrived and conducted a comprehensive physical examination and blood test on Zhu Ziqing. After a busy period, the experts solemnly stated, "We recommend the natural withdrawal method, which forcibly interrupts the drug supply and allows withdrawal symptoms to subside naturally. Although the process is painful, it can completely cure drug addiction and greatly benefit subsequent recovery."

Tan Haoyu pondered for a moment, then listened to the expert introduce several other withdrawal methods. Finally, his gaze hardened: "I'll use the natural withdrawal method!"

During the withdrawal process, Zhu Ziqing felt like she was in hell. Cold sweat constantly poured from her forehead, and her eyes were glazed over. Tan Haoyu felt extremely sorry for her and kept wiping away her cold sweat with a towel, holding her hand tightly, as if that could give her strength.

Zhu Ziqing slowly opened her weak eyes and saw the bloodstains on Tan Haoyu's shirt. Her pupils contracted sharply: "Haoyu, you're injured?"

Tan Haoyu smiled gently and stroked her hair: "It's just some paint that got on you by accident, don't worry. Are you still feeling unwell?"

Zhu Ziqing shook her head weakly: "I don't feel unwell, but I have no energy at all, like I've been drained."

Tan Haoyu gently comforted him, "Close your eyes and lie down for a while, I'll go get you something to eat."

Zhu Ziqing's lips moved, as if she wanted to persuade him to stay, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. Watching Tan Haoyu's departing figure, a nameless fear welled up in her heart, afraid that he would never return.

Zhu Ziqing lay in bed, her thoughts in turmoil. Lately, she had been restless, with strange images flashing through her mind. Moreover, whenever she thought of Li Siqi, Tan Xiaoxuan, and Xiao Xingyi, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had known and been close to them before.

As soon as Tan Haoyu stepped out of the ward, he noticed something was wrong with Zhu Ziqing. He immediately returned to the room and brought Xiao Qingqing to Zhu Ziqing's side, saying, "Xiao Qingqing will stay with you. I'll be back soon."

Zhu Ziqing took Xiao Qingqing from her. The little one was sleeping soundly, her rosy cheeks like ripe apples. Looking at her adorable appearance, Zhu Ziqing's heart was instantly healed, and her unease gradually dissipated.

Seeing Zhu Ziqing's relieved smile, Tan Haoyu's bitterness vanished. He turned and left, instructing the servants to prepare food, and then quickly tidied himself up.

Zhu Ziqing gently kissed Xiao Qingqing's cheek and held her as she drifted off to sleep. In her dream, there were no terrible nightmares, only Tan Haoyu, Xiao Qingqing, and their overflowing happiness.

A short while later, Tan Haoyu changed into clean clothes and carried a steaming bowl of pumpkin porridge into the room. Seeing Zhu Ziqing and Xiao Qingqing sleeping soundly with their faces close together, he smiled with satisfaction.

Tan Haoyu placed the pumpkin porridge aside, slowly sat down by the bed, and gazed affectionately at Zhu Ziqing and her daughter, Xiao Qingqing. Their sleeping faces were serene and beautiful, like the most precious treasures in the world. Tan Haoyu gently pulled the blanket over them, tucking them in, silently wishing to stay by their side like this until the end of time.

In the latter half of the night, Zhu Ziqing slept soundly. When she slowly woke up, the first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was a magnified, innocent baby face—it was little Qingqing. The little one had already woken up and sat by the bedside for a long time. Seeing Zhu Ziqing awake, little Qingqing's eyes lit up like a joyful little deer. She immediately leaned forward, hugged Zhu Ziqing's face, and gave her a big kiss, leaving a large drool mark.

"Sister, you're finally awake!" Xiao Qingqing called out in a clear voice.

Zhu Ziqing giggled, and hugged Xiao Qingqing back with a kiss: "Good girl, Xiao Qingqing, you woke up so early?"

Just then, Tan Haoyu's deep and sexy voice came: "Why didn't you call me when you woke up?" Zhu Ziqing looked up and saw Tan Haoyu wearing a well-tailored white shirt, sitting by the window reading a newspaper, the morning light outlining his handsome features.

"Are you still sleepy?" Tan Haoyu asked with concern.

Zhu Ziqing's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gently shook her head. In that instant, Tan Haoyu before her transformed into a man in a silver-gray suit. The scene seemed familiar, but she racked her brains and couldn't recall when it had happened. "Could it be… I've been possessed by Xiaoqingqing's mother's soul?" As soon as this absurd thought popped into her head, Zhu Ziqing quickly shook her head, trying to banish it.

Tan Haoyu put down his newspaper, smiled and said to Xiao Qingqing, "Baby, you're in charge of taking your sister to wash her face, brush her teeth, and change her clothes. Dad will wait here for you to go downstairs for breakfast together."

"Yay!" Little Qingqing jumped up excitedly upon hearing this, very satisfied with the task her father had assigned her, and eager to prove herself. She couldn't wait to slip off the bed, but because she was too young, her little hands lost their grip, and with a "plop," she rolled off the bed.