The Overbearing CEO: I Only Recognize You in This Life

Another day passed in the long wait. When Uncle Yan told her that Tan Yichen could not communicate with the outside world, she finally realized that what he had been trying to hide was not something else, but to protect her.

Long Zhaoxian's shadow looms over Tan Yichen's life. Although he is currently fighting against the storms of fate independently, he has not been able to break free from his control. To be more precise, the grace of raising him since childhood is like an invisible chain that makes it difficult for him to break free from it in this life. Mu Ziyan's heart is full of heartache. Under his resolute appearance, she sees his countless grievances and bitterness.

During these days, Tan Yichen's experience was heartbreaking. His loneliness, his tenacity, and his forbearance all became unspeakable secrets deep in his heart. He faced powerful enemies with his frail body, but he still persisted. What he carried behind this was the inseparable gratitude and responsibility. Mu Ziyan understood that the person she loved was silently bearing the pressure and hardship that ordinary people could not imagine.

She walked up the stairs, intending to return to her room to seek a moment of peace. The moment she turned the lock and opened the door, her eyes involuntarily fell in the direction of Tan Yichen's study. This was a place she had not set foot in for a long time. In the past, she had never taken the initiative to pry into his privacy and secrets. But today, a mysterious force surged in her heart, pulling her towards the mysterious door involuntarily.

She stood in front of the study door, hesitant. However, she slowly turned the door lock, as if she was opening a secret city. When the door slowly opened, she gently closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm her heart. Finally, she decided to bravely push the door open, and she couldn't wait to know everything about this room.

Stepping into the room, she saw the bathroom door standing silently on the left. The door was closed, but her eyes hesitated and did not want to touch the secret behind it. She walked around the door and decided to move forward. On the right hand side, another door suddenly appeared, a bedroom full of secrets. She did not slow down at all and resolutely walked towards that unknown corner.

The room was well-arranged, revealing a sense of elegance and comfort. Her eyes first fell on the desk where Tan Yichen often sat. The desk was filled with various documents and tools, and behind the desk were rows of neatly arranged bookshelves with books arranged in an orderly manner. She slowly approached and gently stroked the marks that Tan Yichen had left here. Those marks seemed to tell of his past, and she couldn't help but feel a faint comfort in her heart.

However, in her casual glance, she found a painting hanging on the wall in front of the desk. It was a portrait depicting the two of them meeting at the seaside, and the characters in the painting seemed to be telling a romantic and warm story. The emotions in the picture echoed her mood at the moment, as if Tan Yichen was silently telling her from the bottom of his heart.

The whole space reveals traces of Tan Yichen's life and taste, and she is looking for memories and emotions she spent with him. This bedroom, this desk, these books and pictures have become the emotional bond between her and him. She stood there quietly, letting her thoughts float in the air, immersed in this unique tranquility and warmth.

In the quiet night, the silence of Country M made Tan Yichen feel even more upset. The surrounding atmosphere was like an invisible thick wall, pressing him to hide. There seemed to be no other sound except his own breathing. The mobile phone was strictly controlled by the master, and even every figure coming in and out was difficult to trust. Faced with these difficulties, Tan Yichen found it difficult to find any way to contact Mu Ziyan.

The feeling of missing her surged like a tide, and he missed her all the time. This longing was like a stubborn disease, which made his heart unable to find a moment of peace. He had never been so eager to communicate with her as he was now, and he longed to hear her voice again and feel her presence. And this experience of life and death made him suddenly realize that Mu Ziyan was no longer just his lover, but an indispensable part of his life. He could no longer bear the days without her and decided to return home tomorrow.

The next morning, when everyone woke up from their deep sleep, Tan Yichen had already packed his luggage and was waiting for Xing Feng to arrive. Xing Feng came at a fixed time every day.

The gentle glow of the morning sun was like golden threads, slowly seeping into the room. In this clear light, Xing Feng was the first to step into Tan Yichen's room. He glanced around and noticed the suitcase next to Tan Yichen, and naturally understood what Tan Yichen meant. The two of them looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding. Tan Yichen walked out of the room first, and Xing Feng followed closely behind, carrying the luggage that carried the weight of the journey.

Tan Yichen walked to Long Zhaoxian's door and tapped his knuckles lightly, making a fine sound. He heard a response from inside the door and entered. Unexpectedly, Long Zhaoxian did not set up any obstacles like he had done in the past.

"Yi Chen, I will definitely do what I promised you. I know I can't stop you, you can go back home. As for Chen Jincheng, I think it will be better for him to be taken care of by our people here. As long as he is fine, just follow his wishes."

Long Zhaoxian's words were like a spring breeze, and a trace of gratitude welled up in Tan Yichen's heart. This unexpected thoughtfulness made Tan Yichen reflect on some of his own thoughts. It seemed that he had misunderstood his master deeply, and now he realized his own extremism.

"Master, I have an important mission on this trip and need to handle official business immediately. I will go ahead at this moment. Please take care of yourself and stay well." Tan Yichen said respectfully, his tone revealing determination for the future and relief for the past.

Long Zhaoxian stepped forward and came close to Tan Yichen as he had done in the past. He gently patted Tan Yichen's shoulder, and with that deep and familiar gesture, he conveyed the words he wanted to say from the bottom of his heart. Those words contained deep concern and reluctance. At the moment when Tan Yichen looked back, Long Zhaoxian quickly handed over the phone, revealing an indescribable emotion in his gesture.

When their eyes met in the air, time seemed to freeze. Their eyes were red at the same time, which was the reluctance to the unknown separation and the expectation of reunion. Long Zhaoxian knew very well that Tan Yichen would start a long journey and it was difficult to determine when he would return. This moment of touch deeply shook his heart. He knew very well that he could not lose this son.

As he boarded the return plane, his heart was overwhelmed by the deep longing for Mu Ziyan. He stared at the sky, his eyes deep and thoughtful. The beauty of the sky was so close, just like the sweet memories they had spent together. He recalled the time they had traveled together, and a warm smile unconsciously bloomed on his face.

He took out his cell phone, but he couldn't call her at this time, so he felt a little disappointed. He looked through the missed call records, which showed a call from Mu Ziyan on the day he was shot. His emotions were like being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, causing him great pain. If he could have answered the call earlier, perhaps everything could have been avoided.

His distraction was indeed caused by hearing the news that she had left home, which led to his serious injury. This made him reflect on his negligence and regrets. This pain seemed to be engraved in his heart and served as a warning. His longing and regret for Mu Ziyan seemed even deeper and stronger in this pain.

After getting off the plane, Zhang Yang was already waiting in the company parking lot. Seeing Tan Yichen coming back, he couldn't help but say with tears in his eyes: "Brother, it's great that you're back!" Tan Yichen smiled, patted his shoulder and replied: "I won't abandon you. There are still many things we need to do together... Let's go home." Zhang Yang quickly opened the car door and rushed home as fast as he could!

A dark-colored car stopped steadily at the gate of the villa. Tan Yichen's eyes fell on the tightly closed copper door. At that moment, his steps seemed to slow down. He knew very well that Mu Ziyan was not in this house, but she was indeed in the Mu family.

In the quiet room, Mu Ziyan curled up quietly beside the bed, her thoughts like still lake water. Suddenly, faint footsteps came from downstairs, like fallen leaves in autumn, soft and clear. The servants shouted loudly: "The young master is back! Hurry up and greet him!"

After a moment of trance, she ran to the window like lightning and stared at the scene outside. She saw the door of the villa slowly open, and the figures of Xing Feng and Tan Yichen appeared at the door, about to step into the house. The servants came forward one after another.

Mu Ziyan's excitement surged like a tide. She could no longer hold back and ran downstairs barefoot. At the entrance of the hall, she called out loudly, "Yi Chen!"

The air around them seemed to be shaken by the sound, and everyone's eyes were on Mu Ziyan. Tan Yichen showed an expression of disbelief, because no one told him that Mu Ziyan had returned home.

However, at this moment, Mu Ziyan could no longer care about anything else. She rushed over and hugged Tan Yichen tightly. This sudden hug made the longing between the two surge out like a tide. Tan Yichen hugged Mu Ziyan tightly back, as if he wanted to deeply imprint this moment of reunion in his heart.

The people around looked at each other, as if they were shocked by the scene. After a while, warm applause broke out from everyone around.

Tan Yichen held up Mu Ziyan's cheek and couldn't help but confirm quickly: "Yanyan. You're here. So you're home."

Mu Ziyan nodded hard.

"This is our home, of course I have to come back!"

In one word, all the misunderstandings vanished and were blown away by the wind.

Tan Yichen looked Mu Ziyan up and down, and her bare feet dazzled his eyes. He couldn't help but pick her up and walked towards the room! The servants were all tactful and did their own things! Only Xing Feng and Zhang Yang seemed to be more excited than Tan Yichen, and their hearts were full of blessings for the future of the two.