My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 229 Old Master, the matter is settled.

"Never mind why, you have to make a choice today." The butler said, shoving Zhu Ziqing aside.

Zhu Ziqing was unable to dodge in time and her head slammed hard against the car door.

"Ugh..." Zhu Ziqing winced in pain, but gradually she understood what was happening.

It turns out that Grandpa Tan had been waiting for the right moment to take action.

She was glad that Grandpa Tan waited until the baby was full-term before taking action, at least the baby should not be in mortal danger.

"Why? Why can't Grandpa Tan accept me? Is it really because of my background?" Zhu Ziqing was full of confusion. "Or is there some other reason I don't know that he wants to push me away from Haoyu?"

In this desperate situation, Zhu Ziqing suddenly laughed, a laugh that was both awkward and desperate.

She looked at the housekeeper, realizing that she seemed to have no other choice.

Despite Zhu Ziqing's anger, the butler maintained his polite smile and calmly said, "Miss Zhu, please don't get agitated. The baby is already full-term, and even if it were delivered prematurely via cesarean section, it would still grow up healthy."

He paused slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. "After all, this child is of the Tan family bloodline. Even if you are gone, the Tan family will definitely raise him well."

Zhu Ziqing stared wide-eyed at the housekeeper in disbelief and demanded, "So, you just want me to behave and not resist, right?"

The butler clapped softly, a look of approval on his face: "Miss Zhu is indeed very intelligent; she understands things immediately."

Zhu Ziqing's body began to tremble slightly as an unprecedented fear and despair welled up in her heart.

She opened her mouth, wanting to retort, but found that her throat was blocked and she couldn't make a sound.

“Of course,” the butler’s tone grew even colder, “if you really don’t want to, this child, though a pity, won’t be the only one in the Tan family. The Tan family lacks nothing; women and children are as plentiful as you want.”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziqing felt her blood freeze. She knew the Tan family's status and power; Tan Haoyu certainly didn't lack women and children. Her mind involuntarily conjured up memories of Tan Haoyu's past tenderness and care for her, those sweet memories now feeling like sharp blades piercing her heart.

“Tan Haoyu…” Zhu Ziqing murmured the name, her voice filled with pain and despair. This name had once been her support, her source of strength, but now it felt more like a farewell.

"You don't need to worry about him anymore. He's been sent away and won't be back anytime soon," the butler explained coldly, seemingly seeing through Zhu Ziqing's thoughts.

Zhu Ziqing was shocked. She finally understood that all of this was a deliberate arrangement by Grandpa Tan.

Thinking of this, her grief and despair instantly turned into anger. She glared fiercely at the butler, her eyes seeming to want to devour him alive.

The butler was startled by Zhu Ziqing's gaze, but quickly regained his composure, a mocking smile returning to his face: "What, you still want to resist? If Tan Haoyu knew the truth, do you think you could still sit here peacefully?"

He leaned closer to Zhu Ziqing and lowered his voice, "Moreover, he will definitely believe it without a doubt. This is Grandpa's arrangement. He has listened to Grandpa since he was a child."

The words "unwavering belief" struck Zhu Ziqing's heart like a heavy hammer. She felt all her strength drain away instantly, collapsing into her seat, utterly powerless to resist.

She never imagined that the Tan family, whom she trusted most, would scheme against her like this behind her back. She felt utterly desperate and miserable, like a pawn being played by fate, powerless to fight back.

Tears silently streamed down Zhu Ziqing's cheeks; her eyes were empty and filled with despair.

The butler's smile grew even more mocking as he looked at her, as if he were laughing at her ignorance and arrogance.

The butler ignored Zhu Ziqing's desperate expression and angry gaze, gently shaking his head as if he were regretting the impending end of this farce.

Immediately afterwards, he took out his phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Master, everything has been taken care of." The butler's voice was low and respectful, then instantly switched to a serious and anxious tone. "The young mistress was in a car accident on her way to the hospital and is now seriously injured and unconscious. Her condition is extremely critical." He paused slightly, a feigned sadness on his face. "Before she lost consciousness, she kept saying that she must save the child."

Listening to the housekeeper's distorted report, Zhu Ziqing felt a deep sense of sorrow. She thought to herself that a car accident was indeed the simplest and most common method. If she were an observer, she might even applaud this "perfect script."

But now, he himself has become a victim of this conspiracy.

She unconsciously touched her belly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. "Baby, Mommy may never be able to see you come into this world again," she murmured, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance for the future.

"Haoyu, I won't be able to see you one last time." Her voice choked with emotion as the promises and vows Tan Haoyu had made to her kept flashing through her mind.

"Are those bright futures just going to be shattered like this?" Her heart was filled with questions and confusion.

Just then, the car door was suddenly flung open.

Several burly men rushed in and, without saying a word, pinned Zhu Ziqing down.

Zhu Ziqing stared wide-eyed in horror, struggling desperately to stop them.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" She roared angrily like a trapped little animal.

However, in the cramped carriage, her struggles seemed so futile. She could only watch helplessly as a syringe slowly approached, and the medication was mercilessly injected into her body.

"No—" Zhu Ziqing cried out in despair, her voice echoing in the empty carriage.

But those people were like cold machines, ignoring her cries and mechanically carrying out orders.

Zhu Ziqing clutched her belly tightly, as if that would protect her child. "Baby, Mommy wants to see you so much. Haoyu, I can't bear to leave you, I want to spend my whole life with you." Her consciousness gradually faded, and the world before her slowly became a blank.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to call Tan Haoyu's name again, but her throat felt blocked, and she couldn't make a sound.

In the end, she could only bury her longing for Tan Haoyu deep in her heart, and with endless despair, she walked step by step into the unknown darkness, as if she were going to die with this deep affection.