My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 47 I'm having so much fun

Zhu Ziqing watched Tan Haoyu's departing figure, her heart filled with doubt.

She pondered to herself, "He left so suddenly, could it be related to Wan Qingsha?"

Her doubts grew like weeds, and she couldn't help but call Tan Haoyu repeatedly.

However, all I heard on the other end of the phone was a cold "cannot be connected" message.

Left with no other option, Zhu Ziqing had to call Liu Meili.

She asked anxiously, "Liu Meili, what happened to Haoyu? What's wrong?"

Liu Meili's voice on the other end of the phone was slightly cold: "Ms. Zhu, Mr. Tan is dealing with important matters, and I'm not entirely clear on the specifics. He should contact you once he's finished."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Ziqing felt a mix of emotions.

On the one hand, she told herself to trust Tan Haoyu, that he would definitely be able to handle things between him and Wan Qingsha.

On the other hand, waves of unease washed over her.

Her hand unconsciously reached for her phone, and the unfamiliar phone number she had received that afternoon flashed through her mind.

She knew it was probably an attack from Wan Qingsha.

She hesitated, her fingers hovering over the dial pad.

She was torn: "Should I hit him? Haoyu will definitely be unhappy if I do, but I'm really worried..."

After a painful struggle, Zhu Ziqing took a deep breath and finally put down her phone.

She secretly vowed in her heart: "In order not to upset Haoyu, I must not contact Wan Qingsha. No matter what happens, I must believe that Haoyu can handle it properly."

She raised her head, a hint of confidence in her eyes, and walked alone toward the vehicle arranged by Tan Haoyu.

Meanwhile, Tan Haoyu was sitting in a Huawei S800 driven by driver Lao Zheng.

Tan Haoyu sat coldly in the back seat, his face solemn.

Old Zheng gripped the steering wheel steadily, his gaze occasionally glancing furtively at Tan Haoyu through the rearview mirror.

Seeing Tan Haoyu's gloomy face, Old Zheng wondered what was wrong and said softly, "Young Master, has something happened to the young lady at home?"

He asked cautiously, afraid of touching a sensitive nerve in Tan Haoyu's heart.

Tan Haoyu did not respond, but his eyes grew colder.

The scenery outside the car window flashed by like lightning.

The car sped off towards Shenzhen's largest entertainment venue—Nightfall KTV.

The car slowly came to a stop in front of the KTV.

Tan Haoyu strode into the still night.

At this moment, his expression had softened slightly compared to before.

But his aura of keeping strangers at bay remained, and people around him unconsciously made way for him.

A young man in a smart suit strode forward to greet them.

He bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Young Master, Miss Aimee is in the VIP room, Golden Palace, on the fifth floor."

Upon hearing the words "Jinhao Palace," Tan Haoyu's brows furrowed instantly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

The pace quickened unconsciously, the leather shoes striking the ground with a rapid rhythm.

Stepping into the entertainment venue, the loud music, flashing lights, and the pervasive smell of smoke and alcohol made Tan Haoyu feel extremely uncomfortable.

His gaze swept coldly across the surroundings, and a strong urge to completely transform the place welled up within him.

Everything here seemed like trash in his eyes, urgently needing to be cleared away.

Led by the young man, Tan Haoyu arrived at the entrance of the Golden Palace VIP room.

He pushed open the heavy door abruptly, and the scene that came into view instantly sharpened his eyes to the point of sharpness, like that of a hawk.

Aimee was seen dancing intimately with a strange man.

Her figure swayed gracefully, and her face was beaming with excitement.

Several men were sitting on the sofa, their eyes roaming over Aimee with the greed of hungry wolves.

Tan Haoyu's face instantly turned bright red, and anger burned fiercely in his heart like a raging fire.

He rushed forward and forcefully pulled Aimee from the man into his arms.

At the same time, he kicked the man hard, knocking him to the ground.

Then he kicked several more times with tremendous force, like a storm.

The man curled up on the ground in agony, letting out screams of pain.

Tan Haoyu then quickly took off his coat and roughly draped it over Aimee's rather thin body.

His voice was low and filled with anger as he demanded, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Aimee, however, seemed completely unconcerned about Tan Haoyu's anger.

She laughed heartily, a hint of intoxication in her eyes.

She even twisted her body, wanting to continue dancing for Tan Haoyu to see.

She kept muttering, "Brother Haoyu, don't be such a spoilsport, I'm having so much fun."

Looking at her like this, Tan Haoyu felt a surge of disappointment and anger.

He stretched out his left hand and slapped the woman's face hard several times.

He never expected Aimee to be so indulgent.

Aimee was slapped in the face by Tan Haoyu, but she didn't seem to feel any pain.

She stretched out her slender fingers, trying to hook Tan Haoyu's chin, her eyes filled with a hint of allure.

Tan Haoyu removed her small hand without hesitation, his eyes filled with deep disgust.

He suddenly bent down, picked Aimee up in his arms, and turned to walk towards the door.

Aimee remained restless in Tan Haoyu's arms.

She turned her head and blew a few kisses to the man in the room, giggling sweetly.

Tan Haoyu glared at her fiercely.

Then I held her hands firmly with both hands to prevent her from doing anything out of line.

He then picked her up and quickly left the Golden Palace.

All that remained were a group of dumbfounded men behind him and the still-loud music.