The Overbearing CEO: I Only Recognize You in This Life

Mu Ziyan stood outside the building of Shenghui Group, her eyes fixed on this towering office building. The building shone brightly in the sun, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Last time I came here for marriage, but now I came here to dissolve this relationship." Fate is really like a tease!

Mu Ziyan walked into the spacious hall, and people in the company cast their eyes on her. Xing Feng had received Tan Yichen's instructions early in the morning, so he had been waiting respectfully for a long time. When he saw Mu Ziyan walk into his sight, he immediately stepped forward and said politely, "Sister Yan, you are here!"

Mu Ziyan nodded slightly. Xing Feng made a "please" gesture, and the two of them stepped into the exclusive elevator. This elevator was usually only used by Tan Yichen, but now there were only the two of them in it.

"Sister Yan, please think again and again about the truth of the matter..." Xing Feng wanted to say something but was interrupted by Mu Ziyan: "I have thought about it carefully." Seeing this, Xing Feng said no more.

With a slight knock, Xing Feng gently knocked on the door of Tan Yichen's office. After answering, the door opened, Mu Ziyan calmed down, glanced at Xing Feng who was standing by, and walked into the office with firm steps.

In her sight, Tan Yichen sat on a blue leather sofa, brewing tea elegantly, and said without turning his head: "Come and sit down." Mu Ziyan quickly walked over and sat down face to face with him. Seeing this, Xing Feng immediately closed the door and waited quietly at the door to ensure that no one from the outside world would disturb them.

The office was silent, with only the faint aroma of tea lingering in the air. At this moment, Mu Ziyan felt a little uneasy and doubtful, but her emotions were hidden deep inside, and she didn't show any of them on her face. She stared at Tan Yichen's face, but her heart was in turmoil because of excessive thinking. She couldn't help but ask herself if she was too sensitive, thinking that he would also be trapped in this unspeakable grief like her.

Tan Yichen picked up a cup of tea and gently placed it in front of Mu Ziyan, then smiled and said, "Have you thought it through?"

Mu Ziyan stared at his cold expression and replied in a resolute tone: "I don't want anything, I just want to resolve our marriage relationship as soon as possible."

Her determination made Tan Yichen's heart ripple, but his face remained calm. He looked at her coldly: "How deep can the feelings between husband and wife be after only one year?" Mu Ziyan's face showed the pain that was difficult to hide. Tan Yichen walked to the desk and dialed the phone: "Please ask Lawyer Jiang to bring the documents." Then he turned around and stood in front of the French window.

"All my workplaces have floor-to-ceiling windows, which is because my father fell to his death from the rooftop of this building. I use this to remind myself how desperate he must have been to choose to jump without hesitation."

Tan Yichen slowly turned around, staring into Mu Ziyan's eyes, and said frankly: "No matter how deep my love for you is, I can't erase the mark of hatred." Mu Ziyan looked back at him with sympathy, slowly stood up, and listened to him continue: "I have lived in this turbulent life since I was a child, but I was raised by Long Zhaoxian. As for the child we lost, although I know it was his doing, there is nothing I can do about him after all."

Tan Yichen continued with a hint of sadness: "I will stick to my original intention. No matter how our future intersects after divorce, I just hope that you will remember the emotional time we have spent together." Mu Ziyan turned her head and quietly wiped away the tears that were falling.

At this time, Lawyer Jiang knocked on the door at the right time and walked into the room with the documents. He noticed that the two were in a low mood and knew that it was not appropriate to say too much, so he suggested hesitantly: "Perhaps I should temporarily step aside and give you some private space, Mr. Tan, Ms. Mu, please consider it carefully."

However, Mu Ziyan decisively replied, "No need." The resoluteness in her words made Tan Yichen feel a complicated emotion. After a series of legal procedures, Lawyer Jiang handed the divorce certificates to them respectively. He tactfully left the room, leaving them with their last moments alone.

Mu Ziyan stared at the document that looked similar to the marriage certificate, but the meaning was different. At the moment she was about to leave, Tan Yichen pulled her tightly, pressed her against the door, and kissed her passionately like a rainstorm. Mu Ziyan was shocked by this sudden move, and she gasped and pressed her hand against his chest. Tan Yichen knew that after the door opened, they would step into two different worlds and would never meet again. So he hugged Mu Ziyan's waist tighter and kissed her affectionately. In this strong emotion, Mu Ziyan's tears could not help but fall, and her heart was surging with complex emotions.

After the passionate moment, Tan Yichen pressed his forehead against hers with a firm will, and whispered to her with a slight breath: "Yanyan, your happiness is my only hope, you must take good care of yourself." Mu Ziyan stared into his deep and slightly melancholy eyes, nodded gently to show her understanding. Then, she slowly turned around, gently turned the door lock, and quietly left the room.

Tan Yichen saw the door slowly close, walked heavily to the sofa, and sat down weakly on it. The teacup on the table fell down with a wave of his hand, and the moment it broke, his heart ached like a knife. He knew that he had completely lost his beloved today.

Xing Feng and Uncle Yan rushed over upon hearing the noise. What they saw was a mess on the ground and Tan Yichen sobbing in pain. Xing Feng's emotions finally broke down. He said eagerly: "I want to tell Sister Yan the truth!" But he was suppressed by Tan Yichen's scolding. Uncle Yan stepped forward, blocked Xing Feng's way, and said earnestly: "We must stay calm and not let personal feelings ruin important things."

Xing Feng had no choice but to leave. Uncle Yan turned to Tan Yichen and sighed softly, "Love is as deep as the sea, but it can also bind us. Now that you are alone and have nothing to worry about, you should devote yourself to revenge."

Tan Yichen tried to calm down and leaned back on the sofa. Uncle Yan continued to persuade him: "I understand that Mu Ziyan means a lot to you, but a man should focus on his career."

Tan Yichen stood up suddenly and looked at Uncle Yan with a firm gaze. Uncle Yan responded without showing any weakness: "If you are determined to take revenge and are not trapped by emotions, you will naturally find that Long Zhaoxian's secret is actually hidden in this office." Tan Yichen was alerted by Uncle Yan's words. He quickly asked: "What did you say? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Uncle Yan shouted back at Tan Yichen: "You are blinded by love. If I tell you sooner, will you listen?" Tan Yichen was shocked by Uncle Yan's words. "So, you have never liked her! Right?"

Uncle Yan thought about it and replied: "It's because of her that you are restrained by Long Zhaoxian." Tan Yichen immediately grabbed his collar and roared: "I don't allow anyone to slander her." Uncle Yan was frightened by Tan Yichen's actions and dared not say anything. Tan Yichen knew that his behavior was too radical. He slowly let him go. Then Uncle Yan continued to say: "Su Qing was so innocently involved in this storm, and the two unborn children and Yi Haotian are now missing. You are helpless against Long Zhaoxian, isn't it because you are afraid that Long Zhaoxian will hurt her? You look around because she is by your side!"

Tan Yichen was furious and said to Uncle Yan: "Get out!" Uncle Yan also angrily threw his sleeves and left.

After walking out of the door, Xing Feng immediately grabbed Uncle Yan's arm and asked directly: "Uncle Yan, is this method effective?" Uncle Yan nodded slightly and replied meaningfully: "The effect of using the method of provocation is self-evident." The two of them exchanged a smile of understanding in a moment.

Tan Yichen sat in the office, interpreting Uncle Yan's hint in a contemplative manner. He carefully patrolled the entire space and conducted a thorough inspection of every corner. As night fell, he found his mother's diary on a bookshelf that he had never touched. It was a record full of emotions and memories, telling the emotional entanglement between his mother, Long Zhaoxian and his father. After his mother gave birth to him, his father was squeezed in all aspects by Long Zhaoxian in his business. But these were just some emotional pasts, and there were no handwriting or evidence of Long Zhaoxian's crimes. But the missing part at the back of the diary made him suspicious. He touched the handwriting lightly, and the gentle smile of his mother in his memory emerged in front of him. She gave too much educational care. Gently closing the diary, Tan Yichen carefully put it in the drawer and locked it. Then he summoned Uncle Yan and Xing Feng.

Tan Yichen leaned against the French window, staring out quietly. Suddenly, Uncle Yan and Xing Feng quietly stepped in and stood not far away. The silence around them made the two of them wonder about the purpose of this summons.

Then, Tan Yichen turned around, faced Uncle Yan, and said, "Uncle Yan, if you traveled back to ancient times, you would be the prime minister." As soon as these words came out, the three of them couldn't help but laugh knowingly. The laughter was full of friendship and tacit understanding.

After laughing, they began to seriously discuss their next plan. The three of them looked at each other and the discussion continued until late at night.

Mu Ziyan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She gently turned on the bedside lamp, and what came into her sight was the eye-catching divorce certificate on the table, which ruthlessly reminded her of the truth of the facts. At this moment, she looked out the window, and endless thoughts surged like a tide.

A faint sadness rose in her heart, and that feeling followed her like a shadow. She longed to see him at this moment, and the desire was strong and deep. After all, every night, they slept in each other's arms. However, she knew that she could only hide this longing deep in her heart and face reality. She had a lot of thoughts, but she didn't know how to express them. In this quiet night, only the voice deep in her heart echoed - she really missed him.

Tan Yichen stood by the empty road behind the company, with the light of dawn faintly visible in the sky. Facing the cars coming and going in front of him, he was confused about the direction to go, like a bird floating in the night. He once had Yanyan's tenderness and a warm home, but now he is like a ship that has lost its anchor and doesn't know where to go. Gu Pan's departure made him feel like a kite with a broken string, drifting in the empty world.

He drove to the Mu family's villa, and the car lights looked particularly lonely in the night. He slowly got out of the car, leaned on the car door, and his eyes fell on the window that was still lit. The light from there seemed to be his spiritual sustenance, quietly inspiring a hint of expectation deep in his heart. At this moment, he hoped that Mu Ziyan could walk out of the light and bring a touch of warm comfort to his long night. But in addition to expectation, he also knew that all this was just his imagination and wish. What is he waiting for? What is he thinking? Perhaps it is the lost beauty and the days they once accompanied each other. The endless silence and the endless long night seemed to warn him: everything in the past has turned into smoke. And the future still has to face the cruelty and confusion of reality.

The next day, Mu Ziyan walked downstairs slowly with dark circles under her eyes. Chen Anqi met her at the stairs with a fruit plate in her hand. Seeing Mu Ziyan's tired look, Chen Anqi teased, "It seems that a rare national treasure has appeared in the house." Mu Ziyan blushed and stroked her face. Chen Anqi then walked up, gently took her hand, led her downstairs, and led her to sit in the dining chair. The two sat opposite each other, and Chen Anqi smiled and suggested, "Let's go out for a shopping spree today, and your brother will pay the bill, how about it?" Mu Ziyan shook her head hesitantly.

Chen Anqi observed her reaction and continued to persuade her patiently: "Go, I don't have the chance to travel with you on weekdays." She saw Chen Anqi pouting slightly with a slightly coquettish expression. Mu Ziyan couldn't help but laugh at her appearance and finally agreed.

Mu Ziyan and Chen Anqi walked into a luxurious shopping mall and strolled leisurely. However, Mu Ziyan did not seem to be in a good mood. No matter how Anqi tried to amuse her, she only responded with a faint smile. In front of a baby store, her figure suddenly froze, and Mu Ziyan's attention was attracted by a pair of figures in the store.