The Overbearing CEO: I Only Recognize You in This Life

Lu Xinyue woke up at the first light of the next morning. She rubbed her lazy eyes and tried to find a clear clue in her hazy thoughts. Her movements seemed a little slow, and she was in a daze. Half asleep and half awake, she recalled that she seemed to have met Yi Haotian yesterday, but the fragments of memory seemed unable to form a complete story.

So, she began to look for her phone in an attempt to regain consciousness. Suddenly, her eyes fell on a certain spot on the bedside, and she saw the phone lying there quietly, like a loyal watcher. A sense of comfort surged in her heart, and she immediately got out of bed to check what she was wearing. She saw that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, neat and intact, as if a touch of calmness fell into her heart. This made her feel at ease, and at the same time allowed her to continue to look for fragments of yesterday in the fog of memory.

The moment I picked up the phone, a scene appeared in front of me, and my heart suddenly fell into an endless valley. The tranquility on the screen was like a lake in the middle of the night, without a single missed call that I expected. Perhaps from the beginning, his phone had no reservation in these endless years. With a light laugh, I couldn't help but sigh at my own helplessness and irony, and a deep sadness quietly spread in my heart.

Yesterday, I was still intoxicated by the fruitless sadness, as if I had lost myself in the endless sea of ​​wine. Now, it all seems so stupid and ridiculous, like an old thing forgotten in a corner, no one cares about it anymore. I put down my phone gently, and the indifference and alienation seemed to condense in the air. I took a step and walked towards the bathroom, my back looking so lonely and desolate in the corridor.

Qiu Yingjie had carefully packed his bag, picked up the bag without hesitation, and walked out of the house resolutely. The moment he opened the door, he found Qiu Jinyong standing in the porch with a straight and firm posture. Qiu Yingjie knew that no matter how he tried to escape, this hurdle of his father was difficult to bypass.

"Father!" He stood in front of Qiu Jinyong with his head down, like a child reflecting on his mistakes.

Qiu Jinyong sighed deeply, patted his shoulder gently, and spoke in a gentle tone: "Son, I understand that no matter how I try to stop you, your determination is as firm as a rock. I don't want us to have irreconcilable grudges due to our differences. Although I have doubts about your decision, as a father, I still hope that you can have a happy marriage."

Qiu Yingjie was deeply shocked. He could hardly believe his ears. Tears flickered in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said with a choked voice: "Thank you, I will definitely bring her back. She is the most precious choice in my life. I will never let you down." After that, he turned around, picked up his luggage, and resolutely set out on the road to leave.

Qiu Jinyong watched the figure walking away, feeling mixed emotions. He listened to the information from his subordinates' investigation and had a comprehensive understanding of Lu Xinyue's background, but he had long been convinced of Qiu Yingjie's decision. He knew that Yingjie's choice was always so firm and trustworthy. Therefore, he was more convinced that Lu Xinyue was Qiu Yingjie's best choice. She would definitely help him succeed in his career in the future.

As soon as Lu Xinyue entered the company, a phone call from Mu Ziyan rang quickly. She quickly answered the call and felt a little comforted. Xinyue had encountered many troubles recently, and she needed to find an outlet to talk about her inner depression. At this moment, meeting Ziyan was like a ray of warm sunshine penetrating the dark clouds, so she accepted the invitation without hesitation.

In between her busy work, Xinyue longed to find some peace of mind. She thought that meeting Ziyan in the coffee shop might bring her some peace and comfort.

The two sat opposite each other in a quiet coffee shop, and Zi Yan stared at Xin Yue's thin and slightly pale face with a pair of concerned eyes. The feeling of pity surged in her heart, and she couldn't help but hold Xin Yue's hand, her eyes full of deep concern.

"Xinyue, you're not in a good condition. What happened?" Mu Ziyan's voice revealed worry.

Lu Xinyue held Mu Ziyan's hands tightly with her backhand. Her familiar eyes were full of intimacy. However, she remained silent, her eyes were moist, and the tears under the heavy pressure in her heart almost burst out. Mu Ziyan understood her predicament and pressure at the moment, so she shook her head gently and said, "Don't worry, wait until you are willing to talk. No matter what, I am here!

Mu Ziyan originally intended to deliver her good news with joy, but when she saw Lu Xinyue's flawless face, her inner joy quietly faded away and turned into an indescribable tenderness. At that moment, she chose to remain silent, and no words could express her complex emotions at the moment. So, the two of them sat quietly in a quiet corner, enjoying the faint aroma of coffee alone.

Lu Xinyue's sad eyes seemed to be telling the secret deep in her heart. Mu Ziyan couldn't help guessing that she must have experienced some unspeakable changes recently. Since the two met, Lu Xinyue always faced life with her tenacity and optimism, but now she is so depressed, which is unprecedented. This change makes Mu Ziyan feel very uneasy, and she wants to understand her mood at the moment. However, silence at this time seems to be the best way to communicate. They just need to sit together quietly and feel each other's existence and the faint sadness.

Lu Xinyue was so absorbed in her own world that she didn't notice that this time was a little different from usual. Mu Ziyan did not choose to drink her favorite coffee, but chose clear water instead.

On the way back, Mu Ziyan thought about it and decided to send a text message to Lu Xinyue about the meeting she had planned. The text message only contained a brief message that Tan Yichen would announce their marriage to the public in a few days. As for the fact that she was pregnant, she chose to keep it secret for the time being.

"Sister Yan, is Brother Chen going to hold a grand wedding for you?" Su Qing looked at Mu Ziyan through the front mirror and talked to her.

Mu Ziyan's cheeks flushed with shyness, and she whispered, "We don't have to be too ostentatious, just keep a low profile. After all, we have been married for such a long time, we just want everyone to know." Although her tone was light, she vaguely revealed her inner uneasiness.

She seemed to have some kind of inexplicable premonition in her heart. She didn't understand why her intuition was wrong, or because she had been at home for a long time, she always had a feeling that something important was about to happen. This unknown anxiety and inexplicable worry, like a layer of mist, enveloped her heart, making her fall into deep thought.

"Sister Yan, I have spent so much time on campus, but I have never seen Brother Chen as happy as he is now. Seeing you two so loving, Haotian and I can set off to Country M with peace of mind.

Sister Mu Ziyan chuckled and then asked half-jokingly, "Did he really never have a girlfriend at school?" This question was like a breeze passing by, and Su Qing couldn't help but be slightly startled. How to answer? Although Tan Yichen had no intention of falling in love, he was in a dilemma facing Yaqi's persistent pursuit. However, their inseparable relationship seemed to have evolved into a drama of misunderstanding, making people regard them as a pair of poetic and picturesque fairy lovers. Although Xing Feng and Yaqi's contacts gradually increased, the past impressions were like a breeze that was difficult to dissipate, and the feelings between them had long been deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

After hearing Su Qing's answer, Mu Ziyan keenly sensed that there was something reserved in it. She pressed on and asked, "What about Yaqi?"

There was a brief silence, and Su Qing's voice revealed a bit of caution: "Before you, Brother Chen had never had anyone else in his heart. As for Yaqi, it might be because he was helpless. At that moment, he was powerless to compete with Yaqi's father." After hearing this, Mu Ziyan did not say another word, but just stared quietly at the night scene outside the window, her eyes filled with a faint sadness.

When she returned home, she unexpectedly found that Tan Yichen had not returned. The clock had just struck ten, but today he did not give her any information as usual. Mu Ziyan could not help but feel a little disappointed and walked up the stairs slowly. After washing off her tiredness, she lay quietly on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the deep night, she was awakened from her deep sleep by Tan Yichen's gentle and delicate kiss. Under the dim moonlight, she stared at Tan Yichen on her body, and a warm current surged in her heart. However, she still gently pressed his chest, revealing her care in her tone: "Yichen, pay attention to our baby."

Tan Yichen stopped kissing, raised his head slightly, and gently stroked Mu Ziyan's belly with his hands. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he whispered: "Good boy, you must stay in your mother's belly and don't disturb your father and mother's happy time."

As he spoke, he leaned forward again and gently pressed his lips against Mu Ziyan's. This time, the kiss was more affectionate and powerful. Mu Ziyan felt his determination and love, so she naturally wrapped her arms around his waist, and the two of them hugged each other tightly, as if they were the only ones left in the world. Their love blossomed in this quiet night, long and warm.