EBE Chapter 273 Treating her as his deceased wife
Chapter 273 Treating her as his deceased wife
The next day, sunlight streamed through the office window and fell on the desk, where Zhu Ziqing was focused on her work.
Suddenly, the receptionist walked in carrying a large bouquet of vibrant roses, her face full of envy, and said, "Miss Zhu, these flowers are for you."
Zhu Ziqing took the flowers with a puzzled look and found that there was a card attached to the bouquet.
Curious, she opened the card, and the contents made her frown and fill her with confusion.
"Who sent this?" Zhu Ziqing murmured to herself.
The first person she thought of was Tan Haoyu, but then she felt it was unlikely.
How could Tan Haoyu, whom she remembered as calm, reserved, and taciturn, do something as romantic and flamboyant as sending flowers?
This is completely out of character for him.
The more Zhu Ziqing thought about it, the stranger it seemed. In the end, she decided to use work as an excuse to refuse to have lunch with Tan Haoyu and figure out what was going on with this inexplicable flower first.
Just then, Zhu Ziqing's boss, Chen Tianhua, walked over with a gentle smile on his face. "Ziqing, are you free to have lunch together? I'd like to talk to you about some work-related matters."
Zhu Ziqing was just wondering how to refuse Tan Haoyu when she heard Chen Tianhua's invitation. Her eyes lit up and she readily accepted, saying, "Great, Mr. Chen, I also have some ideas I'd like to share with you."
Zhu Ziqing thought to herself, this is truly a perfect reason to refuse Tan Haoyu's invitation.
So she picked up her phone and sent a message to Tan Haoyu: "Mr. Tan, I'm really sorry, my boss, Mr. Chen, needs to talk to me about business at noon, so we have to cancel our lunch date."
At this moment, Tan Haoyu was presiding over an important meeting in the conference room.
His phone suddenly vibrated. When he saw that it was a message from Zhu Ziqing, a rare, expectant smile appeared on his usually stern face.
But after he finished reading the message, his face instantly turned extremely gloomy, and the temperature in the conference room seemed to drop several degrees.
Tan Haoyu suddenly looked up and asked, "How's the acquisition plan for that company we talked about before going?"
This abrupt question instantly created a tense atmosphere in the meeting room.
Everyone looked at each other, puzzled as to why Tan Haoyu would suddenly ask such a question that had nothing to do with the topic of the meeting.
As Tan Haoyu's capable assistant, Liu Meili quickly stood up and replied, "President Tan, the acquisition plan is progressing smoothly. We have completed the preliminary market research and initial negotiations..."
But before Liu Meili could finish speaking, Tan Haoyu impatiently interrupted her.
The senior executives in the conference room were all very confused; Tan Haoyu's behavior today was extremely unusual.
Liu Meili and Yang Piaoliang exchanged a glance, both secretly suspecting that Tan Haoyu's unusual behavior was probably related to Zhu Ziqing.
Tan Haoyu, his face grim, said coldly, "Continue the meeting!"
But after his antics, the atmosphere in the meeting room became extremely oppressive. Everyone spoke cautiously, afraid of accidentally touching Tan Haoyu's sore spot.
The meeting continued in a tense and oppressive atmosphere, but Tan Haoyu's mind had already wandered off somewhere else.
……
Zhu Ziqing was busy with work all morning, her fingers flying across the keyboard, the report data on the screen constantly refreshing. Suddenly, her phone rang sharply, interrupting her thoughts.
"Ziqing, it's already noon, you have to eat no matter how busy you are!" The boss Chen Tianhua's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone, "I booked a reservation at a newly opened Western restaurant, I heard the food is top-notch, you should come over right away."
Zhu Ziqing rubbed her sore eyes, glanced at the time, and realized she had been so busy that it was lunchtime. She quickly tidied up and took a taxi to the restaurant.
The moment you step into the Western restaurant, you are greeted by the soothing sound of a violin, soft lighting, and delicate bouquets; every detail exudes a romantic atmosphere.
Zhu Ziqing frowned slightly. This atmosphere seemed more like a couple's date than a work dinner. She wondered, "What is the boss trying to do?"
Led by the staff, Zhu Ziqing arrived at the private room "Xishan Hall".
The moment she pushed open the door, her pupils contracted sharply. Waiting for her in the private room was not Chen Tianhua, but that man—Tan Haoyu.
Tan Haoyu stood tall and straight, like a cold and imposing mountain peak, his deep eyes seemingly hiding endless secrets.
Zhu Ziqing's heart skipped a beat. Shock and excitement surged through her like a tide, followed by a feeling of being at a loss.
"What are you doing here? Our boss, Chen Tianhua, also invited you?" Zhu Ziqing's voice trembled slightly.
Tan Haoyu did not respond. He took a few steps forward, locked the door with a "click," and then pressed closer.
Zhu Ziqing instinctively stepped back, her back hitting the wall, and she couldn't help but panic a little. "Why...why did you lock the door?"
Tan Haoyu's lips curled into a cold smile. "Have you forgotten our agreement from last night?"
Zhu Ziqing suddenly remembered that Tan Haoyu had indeed asked her out last night, but she had later sent a text message to cancel.
"I texted to cancel the date, didn't you see it?"
Before he could finish speaking, Tan Haoyu suddenly stretched out his long arm and pulled Zhu Ziqing into his arms.
Before Zhu Ziqing could react, two warm lips pressed down heavily on hers. She struggled desperately, pushing against Tan Haoyu's chest with her hands, but it was as futile as an ant trying to shake a tree.
Tan Haoyu seemed to have gone mad, pressing her against the wall, his burning lips kissing her forehead, down to her brow and nose, before finally sealing her red lips with his own.
A sudden realization flashed through Zhu Ziqing's mind: Tan Haoyu's out-of-control behavior probably meant he mistook her for his deceased wife.
She clenched her fists and pounded hard on Tan Haoyu's back.
But Tan Haoyu was like a wild beast that had lost its mind, showing no sign of stopping.
Finally, Tan Haoyu released Zhu Ziqing. Zhu Ziqing's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were filled with anger.
A sharp slap echoed through the private room. Yet, amidst her anger, a strange, indescribable pang of heartache stirred within her.
She bit her lower lip, gave Tan Haoyu a deep look, turned around, opened the door, and fled the suffocating private room.
Inside the private room, Tan Haoyu stood there blankly, staring in the direction Zhu Ziqing had left, motionless for a long time...
Even after running out of the Western restaurant, Zhu Ziqing was still shaken.
A gust of cold wind blew, and my eyes inexplicably stung. Recalling that hard slap just now, the warmth of Tan Haoyu's cheek still seemed to linger on my palm, and a pang of heartache quietly crept into my heart.
"What's wrong with me..." she muttered to herself, her steps becoming increasingly unsteady as she tried to escape this inexplicable panic.
Before he had run very far, his wrist was suddenly gripped by a strong force.
Zhu Ziqing's heart tightened, and when she turned around, she met Tan Haoyu's deep, unfathomable eyes.
Those eyes seemed to hold an endless vortex, instantly throwing her off balance and giving her the illusion that she had done something wrong.