dognovel Chapter 148 I'll definitely marry him when I grow up
Chapter 148 I'll definitely marry him when I grow up
After finishing his sentence, Tan Haoyu turned and left without looking back.
His silhouette appeared exceptionally upright in the sunlight, like an unshakeable mountain.
Zhu Yahan stood still, her gaze following his figure, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
"Mu Zhi..." she murmured softly, her voice trembling slightly.
Tan Haoyu paused slightly, but did not turn around.
His voice was cold and clear: "Miss Zhu, please stop calling me that. Please have some self-respect."
Zhu Yahan's heart sank suddenly, as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
She knew that Tan Haoyu had made his point very clear.
He no longer had any emotional entanglement with her.
Tan Haoyu's views on marriage are firm and pure.
He married Zhu Ziqing and decided that she was his life partner.
No matter how chaotic the outside world was, she was the only one in his heart.
"Ziqing is the most important person in my life. I will use everything I have to protect her and cherish her." Tan Haoyu thought to himself, his eyes filled with determination.
He knew that marriage was not just a promise, but also a responsibility.
And he will never fail to live up to this responsibility.
Zhu Yahan watched Tan Haoyu's figure gradually disappear into the distance, her heart filled with pain.
She knew this would be the outcome, but she still chose to face it.
"Why...why are you so cruel?" A trace of pain flashed in Zhu Yahan's eyes, and her voice was filled with despair.
Memories of her past with Tan Haoyu kept replaying in her mind.
Those tender moments and sweetness of the past now seem so distant.
"Perhaps... he has already forgotten me." Zhu Yahan thought to herself, her eyes filled with bitterness.
However, Zhu Yahan's inner world is not entirely under her control.
She had to come to Tan Haoyu because she was under pressure from her father and Wan Qingsha.
"Ya Han, you must go find Tan Haoyu. Only he can save the Wan family." Zhu Shigou's voice was cold and firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
Wan Qingsha's attitude was even more direct: "Ya Han, you are my fiancée, and you must do this. Otherwise, our engagement will end here."
Zhu Yahan felt a pang of pain as she recalled the orders the two men had given her.
She knew she couldn't disobey their orders.
"Why...why do I have to endure all this?" A hint of anger flashed in Zhu Yahan's eyes.
Tan Haoyu's figure had disappeared from sight, but Zhu Yahan was still standing in the same spot.
Her heart was filled with complex emotions, a mixture of hatred, pain, and helplessness, leaving her feeling more exhausted than ever before.
"Mu Zhi... Is it really true that we can never go back?" Zhu Yahan thought to herself.
Zhu Yahan stood there, her eyes filled with tears.
She watched Tan Haoyu's retreating figure, her heart filled with resentment.
"Muzhi... why are you so cruel?" Zhu Yahan murmured softly, her voice laced with malice.
Meanwhile, Zhu Ziqing sat at home, holding a photograph in her hand, her gaze resolute.
"Haoyu, I'm sorry... This time, I have to handle this myself." Zhu Ziqing thought to herself, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.
She knew that her revenge plan had begun, and the road ahead was full of danger and unknowns.
But she had no other choice.
"No matter the cost, I will make you pay the price you deserve," Zhu Ziqing silently vowed in her heart.
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The weather in the capital city was even colder after the heavy snow.
The wind was biting cold, and pedestrians on the street were wrapped tightly in thick down jackets, hurrying along.
However, Zhu Ziqing's mood was not affected by the cold; on the contrary, she was even more cheerful.
She sat in the heated room, holding a cup of hot tea, gazing out the window at the snow-covered world.
"I've finally made up my mind." Zhu Ziqing's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.
She knew she couldn't hesitate any longer.
Some things you just have to let go and do.
Just then, her phone rang.
Zhu Ziqing looked down and saw a familiar yet annoying number on the screen—Zhu Yahan.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.
"It's like a persistent ghost," Zhu Ziqing murmured to herself, then pressed the reject button without hesitation.
She wanted to have nothing more to do with the Zhu family.
However, the phone vibrated again very soon.
Zhu Ziqing picked up her phone and saw that it was a text message.
The sender was still Zhu Yahan.
"Zhu Ziqing, I have some things left to you by my mother. If you want them, come to the milk tea shop on the second floor of the Home Inn Hotel to see me."
Zhu Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.
“Mother’s things…” Her fingers trembled slightly, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart.
She knew that Zhu Yahan was exploiting her weakness.
But she couldn't refuse.
Zhu Ziqing stood up, put on a thick down jacket, a scarf, and gloves, and left home fully armed.
A cold wind swept over her, and she couldn't help but shiver, but her steps remained firm.
"No matter what tricks Zhu Yahan wants to play, I will not back down." Zhu Ziqing thought to herself, a cold glint in her eyes.
In the coffee shop on the second floor of the Home Inn hotel.
Zhu Yahan sat in the corner of the coffee shop, holding a cup of coffee that had gone cold, but her eyes were fixed on the view outside the window.
Images from the past kept flashing through her mind; those memories were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart.
"Yahan, remember this: Wanqingsha is the future of our Zhu family. When you grow up, you must marry him." Zhu Shigou's voice was cold and firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
Zhu Yahan was still young at the time, but she already understood that her father's words were commands.
She nodded, her eyes filled with determination: "Dad, I understand. I will definitely marry Wan Qingsha."
From that day on, Zhu Yahan harbored a deep obsession—Wan Qingsha belonged to her, and she would marry him when she grew up.
A faint smile graced her face, but her eyes were full of calculation.
"Zhu Ziqing, you will definitely come," Zhu Yahan murmured softly, her tone filled with confidence.
Sure enough, not long after, Zhu Ziqing appeared at the door.
She was wearing a white down jacket, which made her skin look even whiter, and her eyes and brows exuded a kind of spirituality. She looked both elegant and composed.
Zhu Yahan's gaze sharpened slightly, and an overwhelming sense of jealousy welled up within her.
"Why...why has she always been so outstanding since she was a child?" Zhu Yahan thought to herself, a twisted look flashing in her eyes.
Zhu Ziqing walked up to Zhu Yahan and asked in a cold tone, "Where are the things?"
Zhu Yahan smiled, her tone tinged with a hint of provocation: "Don't rush, sit down and let's talk first."
Zhu Ziqing frowned, but still sat down.
Her gaze was fixed on Zhu Yahan, her tone carrying a warning: "Zhu Yahan, I don't have time to play these tricks with you. If you don't have anything from your mother, I'm leaving."