The Overbearing CEO: I Only Recognize You in This Life

Watching the subtle fluctuations of the numbers on the display, Tan Yichen keenly noticed that Mu Ziyan's fingers were trembling quietly. His pupils dilated unconsciously, as if he couldn't miss any of the images, so much so that he even forgot to call for a doctor.

Xing Feng's sudden appearance made him look at Tan Yichen in surprise. He followed Tan Yichen's gaze and immediately rushed out of the room, shouting loudly: "Doctor! She has a reaction..."

This cry woke Tan Yichen up from his dream. He came back to his senses, his eyes were moist, and he stared at Mu Ziyan on the bed. He silently said in his heart: "She is moving, she has regained her life." His heart seemed to beat with the revival of her life.

Upon hearing the news, several doctors rushed to the ward in a hurry. The nurse urged Tan Yichen and Xing Feng: "Please ask the family members to leave temporarily to make room for Mrs. Tan's examination." Her attitude was full of seriousness in her work. Tan Yichen stood at the door, his feet like nails on the ground, he stared at the glass window in the ward, his eyes revealing deep worry and concern.

Xing Feng decisively reached out his hand, tightly grasped Tan Yichen's arm, and led him to the door. He persuaded in a low and firm tone: "Brother, let's go outside and wait. Sister Yan urgently needs a doctor's diagnosis at this moment." The wait at this moment is like the expectation in the long night, which has made Xing Feng anxious and restless like an ant on a hot pot. If Mu Ziyan really can't wake up, I'm afraid Tan Yichen's heart will fall into a complete collapse, and the consequences will be difficult to control. His eyes were fixed on the door of the ward, and his heart was heavy. At that moment, he deeply understood that Mu Ziyan's existence was like a guide of the soul for Tan Yichen. Without her, Tan Yichen, the eagle, would also lose the direction of flying and the power to soar.

The doctor walked out of the ward slowly with a smile on his face. Xing Feng noticed this subtle signal, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He was sure that Sister Yan was safe and sound.

"Mr. Tan, good news, Mrs. Tan is out of danger." These words were like a spring breeze blowing through the hearts of the people present, finally calming the worries that had been rising one after another. He cast a grateful look at the doctor, and then wanted to rush into the treatment room eagerly. However, the nurses politely blocked his way. The doctor explained again gently: "Mr. Tan, please understand that although the current condition has stabilized, Mrs. Tan still needs a quiet recuperation environment. It is not appropriate for you to enter now. After you are transferred to the ward tomorrow, you can visit at any time."

As the doctor left, Tan Yichen slumped down on his seat. Xing Feng stood quietly beside him, his tone revealing concern and reminder: "Brother, go home, take a shower, change into fresh clothes, don't let Sister Yan see you tomorrow and worry about you." His voice echoed in the air, like a warm current, warming Tan Yichen's heart.

Tan Yichen looked at Xing Feng absentmindedly, with a hint of self-reflection in his eyes. Indeed, he had looked a little sloppy recently. He knew this in his heart and needed to sort out his condition.

"Okay." He stood up slowly, his steps slow but resolute. His eyes wandered around the ward. Finally, he turned to the direction of the door, took the car keys from Xing Feng, and set out on the road home.

Xing Feng sat quietly in the chair, waiting for the night.

It was already deep into the night. When the bell rang at three in the morning, Qiu Yingjie's eyes fell on the drunken Lu Tianming, and he couldn't help but smile coldly. Deep in his heart, he always believed that Lu Tianming's qualifications were as different from Tan Yichen as the difference between the stars and the moon and the fireflies. As for this city, he also felt that there were only a few figures who could make Mu Ziyan's heart beat.

When he reached the stairs, his eyes unconsciously turned to the end. He knew that Lu Xinyue had already fallen into a sweet dream. His heart was filled with ripples, and he longed to walk towards her and spend the quiet moment with her. However, considering the current situation, he knew that such a move was inappropriate. So, he sighed softly, and with a heart full of helplessness and reluctance, he slowly left the Lu family.

As a deep sense of fatigue swept over him, Tan Yichen was torn between dreams and reality. When he finally broke free from the shackles of sleep, his slightly opened eyes caught the glimmer of light at 7:30 in the morning. He quickly jumped out of the bed, his movements were agile and neat, as if he was racing against time. After simply tidying himself up, he picked up the car keys and stepped out of the door resolutely. He could no longer wait and couldn't wait to see Yanyan who had woken up.

His left hand gently gripped the steering wheel, elegantly becoming the rhythm of the entire driving action; his right hand pressed against the car window, gently lifting his chin, as if he was contemplating the unknown ahead. His eyes were firmly fixed on the road ahead, but he was inadvertently attracted by the message on the mobile phone screen. It was a message from Xing Feng, which instantly made him smile with joy.

In the morning, Lu Xinyue slowly stepped out from downstairs. What caught her eyes was the mess on the dining table, and there was no trace of her brother and Qiu Yingjie. After a while, she saw Lu Tianming staggering downstairs, slapping his forehead with a dizzy head.

"Why are you so drunk?" Lu Xinyue's tone was a little reproachful, her eyes directed at Lu Tianming.

"Where is Qiu Yingjie? Where did he go?" she couldn't help but ask.

"He left in the middle of the night." Lu Tianming answered in a low voice, then sat on the sofa, looking a little tired.

"Have you guys...really made up?" Lu Tianming couldn't help but ask again, still with doubts in his heart. Although he drank with Qiu Yingjie yesterday, he couldn't remember it now, and the content of the conversation was already blurred.

"If your wish comes true, Qiu Yingjie and I will never be separated again!" After saying this, he wanted to go out.

Upon hearing this, Lu Tianming stood up quickly.

"Where are you going?" he asked, looking a little anxious.

"I'm going to visit Yanyan." Hearing this, a sense of loneliness surged in his heart, and he sat back on the sofa.

"I'll call you." Lu Xinyue said goodbye softly and turned to leave.

Tan Yichen stood at the door of the ward, his hand hanging above the door handle, as if frozen, unable to move. He was afraid of seeing Mu Ziyan after her rebirth, and he would not be able to control his emotions.

"Brother, go in, Sister Yan is awake." Xing Feng stood behind him, giving him encouragement and support.

After hearing this, although Tan Yichen was still nervous and anxious, he took a deep breath, and finally mustered up the courage to turn the doorknob and push the door open.

He walked into the ward gently, and saw Yanyan leaning quietly on the bed. She had drunk the hot porridge that Yu Ma had just brought, and her body had recovered very well. This scene made him feel warm, so he walked towards her more slowly. Unexpectedly, Mu Ziyan just closed her eyes gently and waited quietly for his arrival. When she slowly opened her eyes and saw the nervous look on Tan Yichen's face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a relaxed smile.

"I seem to have slept for a long time. My man is no longer as handsome as when we first met. Could it be that he stayed up late because of the days of waiting?" Her words were full of teasing, and this relaxed tone instantly made Tan Yichen feel happy. He sat on the bed, held her hand tightly and said, "I'm really scared that you are still in the mood to joke." Despite this, the hearts of the two were comforted and warmed in the silent communication.

Tan Yichen hugged her tightly, and in the embrace, thousands of words were unspoken. He only hoped that at this moment he could deeply feel her real presence.

With tears in her eyes, Mu Ziyan asked timidly, "Yichen, is our child gone?" Her voice was filled with grief and expectation, and Tan Yichen's hesitant lowering of his head had already imprinted the answer deeply in her heart.

Mu Ziyan gently stroked her belly, the trembling of her hands revealing the endless pain in her heart. She looked at Tan Yichen with tears in her eyes, and he gently covered the back of her hand with his steady hand, trying to comfort her grief.

Mu Ziyan said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I failed to protect our child." Her words were full of helplessness and self-blame. She lowered her head and shed tears silently. Tan Yichen knew that no matter how many words he said, they would be powerless comfort. He could only use a deeper hug to heal her wounds.

"Yanyan, I still love you as much as before, and it has never changed. When you recover, we can have children again." He hugged her tightly, and every hug showed his deep affection for her.

In Tan Yichen's arms, Mu Ziyan hugged his shoulders with peace of mind, as if she had found a spiritual haven.

Her deep eyes showed anxiety, and she asked a series of questions: "Where is Su Qing? Is she okay?" These words made Tan Yichen speechless, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. He stood up and walked to the window with steady steps, his back to Mu Ziyan, looking out the window, and Su Qing's appearance appeared in his mind.

Mu Ziyan did not stop her questioning, her frowning brows revealed her inner anxiety and uneasiness. She stared at Tan Yichen's back with a firm gaze, hoping to get some news about Su Qing from him.

"Su Qing died on the spot in the car accident. She was pregnant, but she didn't know it." This news fell on Mu Ziyan's ears like a bolt from the blue. She looked at Tan Yichen's sad and determined expression in disbelief before confirming this fact.

At this moment, Lu Xinyue pushed the door open, ran towards Mu Ziyan eagerly, hugged her, and tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.

"You finally woke up, and you successfully escaped from the hands of death!" Lu Xinyue's words were full of relief of surviving a disaster.

Mu Ziyan looked up and asked the same question to Lu Xinyue. Lu Xinyue cast a confused look at Tan Yichen, and Tan Yichen responded to her with a positive facial expression.

"Yanyan, the deceased is gone, and no amount of grief will help. The most important thing right now is that you can take care of your body and recover gradually." Lu Xinyue stroked her shoulders gently as a comforter, her eyes full of expectation and care.

Mu Ziyan's tears continued to flow, she blamed herself for arranging the party. Her hands tightly grasped the quilt, revealing her inner anxiety and anger. Seeing her in such pain, Tan Yichen was in a state of confusion. He didn't know how to calm her pain, all of which was caused by his mission. So he chose to turn around quickly and walked out of this disturbing ward.

After leaving the hospital, Tan Yichen immediately called Lu Xinyue. Lu Xinyue answered the phone calmly, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Tan Yichen's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Listen to me and don't make any noise. You stay with Yanyan for the time being. I will arrange for her to be discharged from the hospital and return home to recuperate later. Right now I need to go to the company to deal with some urgent matters. I'll leave this matter to you." Tan Yichen's words revealed deep trust and dependence. Lu Xinyue responded softly with "hmm", and then decisively hung up the phone.

Lu Xinyue's eyes fell on Mu Ziyan's face again, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Seeing her pale and weak face due to the pain, she couldn't help but sigh. This pain might become a hurdle they will never get over. Now she still has lingering fears when she thinks of the scene that night.

In the afternoon, Mu Ziyan and Lu Xinyue, led by Xing Feng and Zhang Yang, returned to their warm home. At home, everyone took the most meticulous care and thoughtful service to ensure that Mu Ziyan was properly taken care of every moment, avoiding any loss and emptiness in her heart. At this moment, Tan Yichen, who was far away in the company, was fully engaged in busy affairs and had no time to pay attention to her condition. In the past two days, Tan Yichen's mobile phone has remained silent and turned off, as if temporarily isolated from everything in the outside world.

In the quiet night, Mu Ziyan lay alone on the bed. The hustle and bustle around her had all faded away, and Lu Xinyue had quietly returned home. This sudden silence, like an invisible sharp blade, quietly pierced into her already fluctuating heart, bringing waves of loss. She was worried about Tan Yichen's reaction, whether he would blame her for not being able to keep the fruits of their love. After all, that was the first love they had nurtured together.

However, when her thoughts drifted to Su Qing's departure, her heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and she could hardly breathe due to the pain. Su Qing, who had always protected her and was like a sister to her, had left her world so decisively. This pain, like frost and snow in the cold winter, mercilessly covered her heart.

Her heart was filled with self-blame and regret, as if an invisible force was pulling at her soul. Her emotions seemed particularly heavy in this quiet night. She could not let go of the past, nor could she foresee the future. At this moment, she could only let the pain and loneliness wreak havoc in her heart, and she was helpless. This painful struggle was like a petal dancing alone in the wind, so fragile and powerless.