My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 119 I'll support whatever you want to do.

Zhu Ziqing quickly dialed Tan Haoyu's phone number on her phone screen.

The moment the call connected, Tan Haoyu's deep and pleasant voice came through: "Hello?"

"Haoyu, it's me." Zhu Ziqing spoke softly, intending to say, "I can't sleep alone when you're not here."

But when the words came out, I felt a little embarrassed.

So he changed his tune and said, "I just wanted to see if you were still busy."

She paused, then continued, "You work overtime until so late every day, doesn't Jack Tan at your company pay you overtime?"

When she said this, her words were full of concern for Tan Haoyu.

Tan Haoyu chuckled on the other end of the phone and replied, "I'm still busy. As for overtime pay, Jack Tan doesn't pay, but he does give bonuses. The more work you do, the more you earn."

At this point, he seemed to suddenly remember something.

He then changed the subject, asking, "What would you think if I said I am JackTan?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziqing immediately raised her voice and retorted without hesitation, "How could you possibly be him! I've heard that Jack Tan is a womanizer, how can he compare to you?"

After saying that, she frowned slightly, wondering to herself, "Why did Haoyu suddenly bring this up today?"

Could it be that you want to use this topic to chat with me a bit more?

Zhu Ziqing lay on the bed while making a phone call.

She was still carefully recalling the conversation she had just had.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Tan Haoyu's behavior today was somewhat unusual; he would never normally be so roundabout.

Perhaps he genuinely wanted to take this opportunity to communicate more with me.

Although she understood that he was busy with work, Zhu Ziqing still couldn't help but hope that he could get more rest.

Even if he earns less, he should at least avoid overworking himself.

Looking at Tan Haoyu, he leaned back in his chair with a faint smile on his lips.

The hypothetical question I just asked was both a spur-of-the-moment thing and carried a hint of suggestion.

His laughter and deep voice, transmitted through the receiver, conveyed a sense of ease and joy, as if responding to Zhu Ziqing's concern.

However, Zhu Ziqing's doubts did not dissipate.

The thought of Tan Haoyu's tone when he mentioned Jack Tan made her feel uneasy.

Who exactly is this JackTan? And what is his relationship with Tan Haoyu?

These questions, like a fog, lingered in her mind, making her increasingly curious about Tan Haoyu's actual work situation.

Tan Haoyu responded to Zhu Ziqing with humor, cleverly easing the dull atmosphere brought on by work.

Zhu Ziqing clenched her fists in the darkness, secretly making up her mind: no matter what, she firmly believed that Haoyu was not that JackTan. She just wanted him to be safe and sound, and she would always be there for him and support him.

Late at night, Tan Haoyu's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little tired, but still steady: "I still have some work to do here, but don't hang up. If anything happens, just call me anytime."

Zhu Ziqing, nestled in her blankets, felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing these words, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up in a smile.

She knew in her heart that Tan Haoyu was accompanying her in his unique way.

After a while, Zhu Ziqing lay on the bed, her eyes darting around, a little mischievous idea popping into her head.

She closed her eyes, imagining Tan Haoyu lying beside her, and then softly called out, "Haoyu, I can't sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Haoyu responded from the other end of the phone: "I'm here, what's up?"

Zhu Ziqing chuckled at his quick reaction; it turned out he really had been listening the whole time.

In high spirits, Zhu Ziqing sat up, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Haoyu, I want to talk to you about something. I'm thinking of quitting my job and going to run a wedding dress design studio with Siqi. What do you think?"

Her voice carried a hint of anticipation, yet also a touch of trepidation.

Tan Haoyu was silent for a moment, then said in his deep and firm voice, "I will support whatever you want to do. I will respect whatever decision you make."

Those few simple words seemed to have a magical power, penetrating straight into Zhu Ziqing's heart and making her eyes slightly red.

And so, the two stayed on the phone all night, chatting casually and in a seemingly unrelated manner.

Zhu Ziqing fell asleep to the occasional soft sounds of Tan Haoyu turning pages and typing on his keyboard.

As the first rays of morning light streamed through the window, Tan Haoyu's gentle voice rang out on the phone right on time: "Good morning, are you awake?"

The voice was as if he were standing right beside the bed, leaning down and calling softly, enveloping Zhu Ziqing in warmth.

Zhu Ziqing stretched and replied lazily, "Good morning, are you still busy?"

As she spoke, her eyes glazed over, surprised that Tan Haoyu had actually worked all night.

After a while, Zhu Ziqing seemed to have mustered up her courage and said softly, "Haoyu, sometimes I'm scared. What if one day you're not as considerate as you are now? I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt."

Her voice grew softer and softer, as if she were telling a secret that was too difficult to say.

Tan Haoyu chuckled softly on the other end, his tone firm and unwavering: "Silly girl, as long as you are still Mrs. Tan, I will be here. As long as you are still Mrs. Tan, I will always treat you well. You never need to worry about that."

Hearing this, Zhu Ziqing felt reassured.

But then the strange looks from my colleagues at the company kept popping into my mind.

Those scenes where her abilities were overlooked because she was "Mrs. Tan".

She bit her lower lip and made a silent decision: I can't stay at Feiyang Technology Company and work under Haoyu anymore. If this continues, no one will recognize my abilities.

I need to have my own career so I can help Haoyu.

Only in this way can we firmly hold onto Mrs. Tan's position and prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.

Without hesitation, Zhu Ziqing quickly got out of bed.

I put on a smart business suit and walked out the door with my head held high.

Zhu Ziqing took a deep breath, her eyes radiating confidence, and strode confidently toward the company's human resources department.

As soon as she entered the Human Resources Department, Yang Piaoliang, who was in charge of reception, looked up and saw that it was Zhu Ziqing, and her face instantly lit up with a smile.

Their enthusiasm was so intense, it was as if they practically had the word "ingratiating" written all over their faces.

Under Yang Piaoliang's questioning gaze, Zhu Ziqing handed over the prepared resignation letter.

"Oh, Mrs. Tan, what brings you here..." Before Zhu Ziqing could even speak, Yang Piaoliang, having already read the resignation letter, guessed her purpose.

However, she didn't say much, and then said, "Don't worry, this is easy to solve!"

After saying that, he immediately began to process his resignation without saying another word.

There was no mention whatsoever of the company's rule requiring employees to give one month's notice before leaving.

Zhu Ziqing stood aside, watching Yang Piaoliang's nimble movements.

She knew perfectly well that all of this was because she was Tan Haoyu's wife.