The Overbearing CEO: I Only Recognize You in This Life

Lu Tianming's departure seemed to have brought time to a standstill.

At this moment, Tan Yichen felt an indescribable pain deep in his heart. It was a heart-wrenching pain as if his heart was torn apart when Mu Ziyan hugged him tightly. This pain was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly piercing into the depths of his soul, making him unable to extricate himself.

In the silent night sky, Tan Yichen looked up, the lonely stars seemed to be telling him about loneliness. Mu Ziyan slowly loosened her arms that were tightly around him, and the warm touch dissipated in the night wind. He did not look back, but silently, with a sense of loneliness and determination, walked heavily towards home. His back looked lonely in the night.

Mu Ziyan's eyes were filled with crystal tears. Her sadness was not due to Tan Yichen's resolute departure, nor was it due to Lu Tianming's complaint, but rather the unspeakable grievance deep in her heart, which no one could understand in the silent air. The distance between her heart and Tan Yichen gradually widened due to repeated misunderstandings, and their paths gradually drifted apart.

This love affair is like a complicated drama, in which misunderstandings and contradictions are intertwined, and ultimately leads to a heartbreaking ending.

When I returned to the villa, I couldn't find any trace of Tan Yichen, and I couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

For all the news she heard today, she was eager to know the truth and hoped to get a clear answer from Tan Yichen. No matter what the outside world said, she always believed in Tan Yichen's honesty and frankness. At this moment, his silence and rejection, like a sharp blade, deeply hurt Mu Ziyan's heart.

The night of late autumn has gradually fallen, revealing a hint of coolness in the night. Mu Ziyan put on her coat, gently walked down the stairs, and stepped into the unknown silence downstairs. In the night, her eyes were inadvertently attracted by a beam of light at the bar.

At the bar, under the dim light, the figure of Tan Yichen drinking alone was vaguely reflected. He sat there quietly, as if savoring the silent loneliness. The loneliness seemed to have found resonance in his glass of wine, and his soul also found a moment of tranquility in this glass of wine. Mu Ziyan's eyes stayed on him for a moment, as if she felt the silence and loneliness in his heart.

The desire to know the answer in her heart still led her to walk in front of him without hesitation and sit down quietly!

"I never thought that the first time you took the initiative to hug me was for another man." He raised his head, his eyes could not hide the grief, and were slightly red. Such a look made Mu Ziyan's heart tighten.

Mu Ziyan slowly lowered her head and tried in a weak voice: "Did you... betray our marriage?" As soon as the words fell, Tan Yichen denied it firmly in a firm voice: "I didn't!" His eyes were full of angry flames, and then with a hint of loneliness, he added: "I never will!"

Faced with such a firm denial, Mu Ziyan couldn't help but shed tears.

She continued to ask: "Who is that woman named Ya Xi? Why would she risk her life for you? And why did you take her to buy jewelry before we got married?"

Tan Yichen did not rush to answer this question. Instead, he asked in a slightly curious tone, "Why are you with Lu Tianming today?"

This question surprised Mu Ziyan a little. She blinked, as if thinking about how to respond to this sudden question. Regarding this inquiry, she realized that any answer might not completely satisfy Tan Yichen. After all, Lu Tianming's appearance near Tan Yichen's house was a very bold move.

Mu Ziyan adjusted her sitting posture slightly and faced Tan Yichen. She tried to suppress her chaotic emotions and said solemnly and affectionately: "Yichen, as your legal wife, I have the right to know everything. I long to hear you tell me in person about the fidelity of our marriage. I want to know, deep in your heart, have you ever had even a trace of wandering?"

Tan Yichen straightened up instantly, an inexplicable anger surged from the bottom of his heart, his arms raised instantly, his hand strength was like a heart of stone, instantly swept all the wine glasses on the bar to the ground, the wine splashed everywhere, and the crisp sound of breaking echoed in the air. The sudden occurrence of this scene shocked Mu Ziyan, and she stepped back unconsciously, as if she was avoiding an invisible storm.

Tan Yichen's steps were filled with anger. He walked towards her quickly, staring at her from a condescending attitude, with uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

"How could you misunderstand me so much?" His voice was full of disappointment and confusion. "Don't you see my efforts day after day? Why do you turn a blind eye to my long-standing love and care, and choose to believe those groundless rumors to slander my sincere love?"

"Mu Ziyan, have you ever loved me?" He asked again with expectant eyes and tone, as if he wanted to find a hint of answer from those deep eyes.

Mu Ziyan finally realized that the feelings between them were not just due to misunderstandings, but more deeply due to the confusion and doubts about love. This cognition was like the dawn of light, which made her heart clear and liberated. In this sobriety, she knew that what they needed was not just a simple clarification, but also the re-establishment and confirmation of their faith in love.

Mu Ziyan stood there without saying a word. Tan Yichen waited for an answer but couldn't get one. He finally decided to explore further.

He slowly approached her, his fingertips gently touching her coat, and the coat slid to the ground like a fallen leaf. This sudden move made Mu Ziyan stand still for a moment, as if time had frozen at this moment. Then, Tan Yichen picked her up horizontally with lightning speed and walked steadily towards the sofa.

He placed her heavily on the soft sofa and leaned over her with overwhelming force. The passionate kiss rain attacked her like a storm, and his hands began to explore and wander boldly on her body. Every movement was full of passion, as if to release all the desires in his heart.

His kiss was hot and wild, burning her soul like a raging fire; his hands roamed freely on her body, exploring every secret and corner of her.

His eyes were always fixed on Mu Ziyan's reaction. From her initial resistance to her silent endurance, she stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, as if her heart had turned to ashes. Her silence and dullness were like a silent protest, and also like a deep silence. The pain and despair contained in this silence made Tan Yichen feel extremely heavy and depressed.

Finally, Tan Yichen stopped all his movements, slowly stood up, and sat down on the independent sofa next to him.

Looking at Mu Ziyan who didn't react at all, he still said desperately: "When you love someone, your body is the most honest. Thank you for giving me the most truthful answer!"

When he stood up, he paused for a moment and said resolutely: "Tomorrow, I will go to Country M to handle affairs. It is hard to determine when I will return. In the worst case, I may never come back. During this period, I hope you can think deeply about the feelings between us. If I can return safely and you still maintain your current attitude, I will set you free. To me, you will be as if you have never stepped into my world. I will no longer be attached to anything between us." After speaking, he went upstairs resolutely.

Mu Ziyan felt a deep sadness in her heart. Recalling Tan Yichen's words just now, the resoluteness echoed in her ears, like a cold wind, ruthlessly interrupting all her explanations. Facing the current predicament, how should she express her complicated and intense emotions in words? She took a deep breath, broke free from the grief, and stood up.

Her eyes inadvertently fell on the broken glass, which was now shattered into pieces, with the pieces scattered all over the floor. The pieces of debris, like their once indestructible relationship, were now broken, silently telling of the regret that could not be repaired. Each piece of debris seemed to remind her that their relationship was like the glass, completely shattered. In the silent air, she could only feel the endless sorrow and loss.

Looking back from the void, what came into view was the slightly wrinkled sofa cushion, like a mark left by time. A faint sneer flashed across her face, which made her ask herself, is everything really just because of the lack of physical communication? Does the expression of emotions have to rely on physical contact?

Now she looks at this issue in a formal and rigorous manner. She knows that the importance of sex is not only about physical contact, but also about the fusion of souls and the resonance of emotions.