SFS Chapter 83 You Are My Wife
Chapter 83 You Are My Wife
Tan Haoyu frowned, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He became increasingly anxious, his movements became more and more chaotic, and he looked somewhat comical.
Seeing his expression, Zhu Ziqing burst out laughing, instantly dispelling the tense atmosphere.
Tan Haoyu looked at her somewhat awkwardly, only to see her eyes crinkling with a smile that reached her very core.
Like blooming flowers in spring, bright and beautiful.
He was so captivated by the sight that he even stopped peeling the shrimp in his hand.
The only sounds in the private room were the soft laughter of the two of them, and a unique feeling was quietly spreading between them.
Zhu Ziqing watched with sparkling eyes as Tan Haoyu frantically peeled shrimp.
A slight smile crept onto her lips as she chuckled softly and said, "That's not how you peel shrimp, you see."
With that, she lightly raised her hand, her slender fingers skillfully pinching a large lobster, pressing and turning it deftly with her fingertips.
In the blink of an eye, the whole shrimp meat emerged from the shell, its white flesh tender and juicy, making one's mouth water.
Tan Haoyu's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with a defiant spirit.
He stared intently at Zhu Ziqing's movements, trying to imitate them.
But the shrimp meat seemed to be giving him a hard time; it either tore to shreds along with the shell or simply wouldn't peel off.
Shrimp shell juice splashed all over his hand, making him look extremely disheveled.
Zhu Ziqing saw this and burst out laughing. Her clear and melodious laughter echoed in the private room.
Tan Haoyu's handsome face flushed slightly. He coughed lightly and said with a hint of coquetry, "Miss Zhu, I can't even begin to match your skills. Why don't you teach me step by step?"
The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the private room suddenly became awkward.
An ambiguous atmosphere, like tangible threads, quietly entwined in the air.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziqing's cheeks instantly flushed red.
Like the magnificent clouds on the horizon, her eyes darted away, and she hesitated for a moment.
Looking up, she met Tan Haoyu's burning and expectant gaze. Her heart felt like it was being gently scratched by a kitten, and she finally nodded.
She got up and moved to Tan Haoyu's side, bending down slightly.
Then, she gently placed her hands over Tan Haoyu's hands, and the delicate, warm touch made Tan Haoyu's heart beat faster.
While Zhu Ziqing was focused on teaching, Tan Haoyu seemed to be bewitched.
He tilted his head and lightly kissed Zhu Ziqing's cheek.
This sudden intimacy was like a pebble thrown into a still lake, instantly disturbing its calm surface.
At that moment, the atmosphere in the room instantly heated up, becoming so hot it felt like it would melt you.
Zhu Ziqing's eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment.
Her body froze instantly, and a wave of shyness washed over her.
She instinctively raised her hand to cover her cheek where she had been kissed, her eyes filled with panic and uncertainty.
She tried to appear calm, but even her ears turned bright red.
Tan Haoyu, on the other hand, looked smug, as if he had succeeded.
But then, feigning seriousness, he picked up a freshly peeled lobster and held it to Zhu Ziqing's lips.
He raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Here, have some shrimp to calm your nerves."
The tone was a mix of teasing and doting.
Zhu Ziqing was so angry at his appearance that she stomped her foot and returned to her seat in embarrassment and annoyance.
Pick up your chopsticks and start enjoying the seafood on the table.
Her cheeks were bulging, as if she wanted to swallow all the enchanting feeling from just now along with her food.
Seeing this, Tan Haoyu was not annoyed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
He then quietly put on his gloves and continued to focus on peeling shrimp.
After Zhu Ziqing's lecture, he became more and more skilled at peeling shrimp, and the plump shrimp meat gradually piled up into a small mountain in his hands.
He would occasionally glance up, seize the opportunity, and gently place the shrimp meat in front of Zhu Ziqing.
Zhu Ziqing paused in her act of picking up food, then looked up at the pile of shrimp meat.
A warm feeling welled up in my heart, and the corners of my mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.
She was ultimately touched by his thoughtful gesture.
But the sudden kiss she had just received still left her feeling confused and disoriented.
My inner emotions are like surging waves, difficult to calm down.
She bit her lip lightly and buried her head to continue eating the shrimp.
Tan Haoyu quietly peeled shrimp to the side, and the only sound in the private room was the clinking of cutlery. The atmosphere gradually eased in silence.
After most of the seafood on the table had been eaten, the seafood was almost completely consumed.
Tan Haoyu elegantly pulled out a napkin and gently wiped the corner of his mouth.
He looked up at Zhu Ziqing, his eyes revealing an undeniable air of authority: "Miss Zhu, there's a very important banquet coming up soon. I was thinking you could come with me. Let's go order a dress together now."
Zhu Ziqing put down her chopsticks, looking puzzled. She blinked and blurted out, "What am I supposed to do?"
Tan Haoyu stood up slightly and sat down next to Zhu Ziqing.
He held her hands in his, his gaze so deep it seemed he wanted to drown her: "At this dinner, I'm going to announce to everyone that you are my 'Mrs. Tan,' and make our relationship public."
I don't want to hide it anymore; I want the whole world to know that you are mine.
Zhu Ziqing's eyes widened, her breath caught in her throat, and a warm feeling filled her heart, her eyes slightly reddening.
Completely moved by Tan Haoyu's deep affection and determination, she was speechless for a moment.
After leaving the restaurant, Tan Haoyu immediately prepared to take Zhu Ziqing to choose a dress.
Tan Haoyu drove his car and stopped in front of a villa.
After getting out of the car, he and Zhu Ziqing held hands tightly and walked step by step toward the mysterious villa with a French romantic style.
Finally, Tan Haoyu stood in front of the intricately carved wrought iron gate.
Then, he and Zhu Ziqing exchanged a glance, joined hands, and slowly pushed open the heavy door.
The moment the door opened, Zhu Ziqing felt a burst of light before her eyes, as if she had mistakenly entered a magnificent palace.
Above, a giant crystal chandelier casts its shimmering light like falling stars onto the incredibly expensive handmade wool carpet beneath your feet.
The surrounding walls are inlaid with ornate panels, carved with intricate patterns.
The walls are adorned with masterpieces by renowned artists, showcasing unparalleled luxury.
Zhu Ziqing's breath hitched, and she instinctively gripped Tan Haoyu's hand tightly, her body trembling slightly, her eyes filled with unease.
Tan Haoyu noticed her unusual behavior, and with a long arm, he gently pulled her into his embrace.
He gently rested his chin on the top of her head and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid. This is a place owned by a friend of mine. Although it looks a bit luxurious, we can just relax and be ourselves."
His voice was deep and resolute, carrying a reassuring power.
Just then, a light footstep sound came.
A blonde foreign woman wearing a black French-style long dress appeared before me.
Her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were deep blue.
Her long, jet-black hair was braided into an exquisite plait and hung down her back, making her look like a mysterious and charming dark elf.
The girl approached, gracefully curtsied, and parted her lips slightly.
A string of melodious French words flowed out, extending the warmest welcome to Tan Haoyu.
Then, she turned to Zhu Ziqing and bowed slightly again.
He said in slightly broken but trying hard to speak standard Chinese, "Mrs. Tan, hello, welcome."
Zhu Ziqing's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded and smiled hurriedly, replying softly, "Hello, thank you."