The Overbearing CEO: I Only Recognize You in This Life

As the morning bell rang, at seven o'clock, Lu Xinyue was still in deep sleep, but was ruthlessly awakened by the ringing of the phone. She stretched out her hand half asleep and half awake, groping for the phone.

"Hey?"

"Sister Xinyue, this is Zhang Yang." When the other party's voice came, Lu Xinyue immediately sat up alertly, and her sleepiness disappeared instantly.

"Is something wrong? Did something happen to Yanyan?" she asked anxiously.

"No, it's that Mr. Qiu hasn't shown up at the company for several days." Zhang Yang explained, "I can't get through to his phone, so I wanted to ask you if you know his whereabouts." Lu Xinyue suddenly realized that she had actually neglected Qiu Yingjie's whereabouts during the cooling-off period of the past few days.

"I'll go to his house and check out the situation. Wait for my news," she decided.

"Okay." Zhang Yang answered and hung up the phone. Lu Xinyue didn't hesitate for a moment, and quickly walked into the bathroom, tidied herself up, picked up the car keys, and quickly went out.

As she approached the door of Qiu Yingjie's magnificent villa, her mood was in turmoil, and she was entangled in anxiety. She stood here, thinking over and over in her mind how to deal with the situation in front of her and how to talk to him most appropriately. Zhang Yang's words just now flashed through her mind, making her feel more worried and anxious. The situation at this moment required her to first complete a deep inner struggle and sort out her thoughts. Finally, she took a deep breath and resolutely pressed the password key of the door lock.

As she stepped into the hallway, smoke and alcohol were intertwined into a dull atmosphere in the living room. She stared at the slovenly man on the sofa in disbelief. He was her former handsome man. As she approached slowly, she saw Qiu Yingjie's face was full of vicissitudes and his figure was getting thinner. Various wine bottles were scattered beside the sofa, silently telling of his intoxicated night. All these signs made Lu Xinyue feel sad, and tears welled up in her eyes.

He was torturing himself and was in great pain.

Lu Xinyue quietly appeared in front of him. Her hands trembled but she finally gently placed them on his face and caressed it tenderly. He was extremely heartbroken and tears silently fell. The touch of that tear brought him a hint of coolness, causing Qiu Yingjie to slightly open his eyes.

He stared at Lu Xinyue, his surprised smile filled with disbelief: "Am I dead? Am I hallucinating? Why can I see you at this moment, Xinyue?" His tone was full of confusion and surprise.

Lu Xinyue shook her head firmly, denying everything in front of her. Her voice was choked with sobs, and she said softly and persistently: "How can I bear to let you leave alone?" This true emotional revelation made Qiu Yingjie sit up straight. He gently wiped the moisture from his eyes and looked at Lu Xinyue. Seeing that the man in front of him had changed after going through hardships, she felt deep pity and regret in her heart.

Qiu Yingjie gently stroked Xinyue's shoulder, trying to capture her real touch. Xinyue threw herself into his arms excitedly, tears streaming down her face. At that moment, Yingjie seemed to be in a dream, and couldn't believe that Xinyue really appeared. After a moment of astonishment, he came back to his senses, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Xinyue, you finally agreed to see me." He held her to his chest affectionately, his eyes and posture were like a child seeking comfort.

Lu Xinyue calmed him down with a gentle touch and whispered, "Take a shower first, and then we'll have dinner together, okay?" Yingjie looked up, eagerly expectant in his eyes, and nodded in agreement. He then walked to the bathroom and began to prepare for washing. Lu Xinyue heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and her heart was unusually at ease. Looking at the mess around her, she couldn't help but clean it up.

Just finished tidying up, when I looked up, I saw Qiu Yingjie standing in the center of the living room. He smiled and stared at the busy Lu Xinyue. Lu Xinyue couldn't help but sigh in her heart that this man was really handsome. She smiled slightly, walked to his side, and considerately straightened his collar, saying softly: "This is the man I, Lu Xinyue, love, so heroic." Then, Qiu Yingjie hugged her with his strong hands, one hand tightly around her waist, and the other hand gently supported her face, kissing her affectionately. Lu Xinyue turned her head slightly in pain because of the longing for reunion. However, Qiu Yingjie did not let go, but held her horizontally and walked towards the bedroom. Lu Xinyue did not resist, and obediently put her arms around his neck, her smile revealing her inner consent.

Until the two people who were waiting for each other finally untied each other's restraints and began to interact with each other uncontrollably, the long-accumulated feelings between them were expressed in a wordless way through physical communication. Under such emotional collision, they let go of all the misunderstandings of the past, because their hearts were full of sincere feelings for each other. These obstacles gradually dissipated, and finally the two bodies merged together.

The night in Country M is filled with an indescribable loneliness. Tan Yichen held the phone in his hand, his fingertips lightly jumping on the number keys, repeatedly dialing Mu Ziyan's number, but each time only received a silent echo and a prompt tone that no one answered. He couldn't help but feel a ripple of worry in his heart. So he quickly turned to Zhang Yang's phone, eagerly seeking information. Knowing that Mu Ziyan was safe in the house and had not gone out, Tan Yichen's tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and a sense of security quietly arose. For him, as long as she was under the warm shelter of her home, it meant that she was safe. He sent her a message and waited for her response.

Xing Feng was busy in the kitchen and didn't notice anyone coming. At this moment, the waiter next to Yaqi suddenly appeared and couldn't help but let out a surprised cry: "Oh? Mr. Xing actually cooked the food himself." Then there was a cheerful laugh.

After hearing this, Xing Feng adjusted his attitude subtly and said, "I am indeed very demanding on food. Sometimes I cook by myself out of helplessness because I pursue a perfect cooking experience. I just finished a cold dish, and I wonder if your lady would like to taste it. Oh, or is it because she is not feeling well enough to eat?"

The waitress had sensed Xing Feng's kindness in her recent interactions with him, so she felt more relaxed during the conversation: "Oh, it should be okay. The lady's period has been over for seven days." After she finished speaking, she realized that she had said something wrong, so she covered her mouth with her hand and hurriedly fled the kitchen.

Xing Feng put down what he was holding, and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips. He had never expected to get the information he needed so easily, and his original concerns disappeared instantly.

In the afternoon, Tan Yichen and Xing Feng discussed countermeasures in a secret meeting room.

"Brother, Ren Tianhu has been successfully rescued by his brother, and the truth will soon come to light." Tan Yichen gently patted Xing Feng's shoulder, and then stopped in front of the window. He felt complicated, and the uneasiness mainly came from his pity for Mu Ziyan. He understood that once their plan succeeded, Mu Ziyan might be completely disappointed and desperate with him after learning the truth. He felt sympathetic about this.

Xing Feng was keenly aware of Tan Yichen's recent worries and anxieties.

"Brother, can we try other ways? Otherwise, Sister Yan..." Tan Yichen glanced at him, and Xing Feng's words were temporarily interrupted, appearing cautious.

"Yaqi's threat is like an invisible time bomb that could explode at any time and hurt all of us. I know your feelings for Yaqi over the years. This may be the most appropriate arrangement. As for Yanyan and I, after going through hardships and storms, we will surely move towards our true future."

The next day, Lu Xinyue woke up in the morning light, but found that the place next to her was empty. She sat up alertly, her heartbeat accelerated, and she looked around anxiously, looking for Qiu Yingjie. Because the breakups and reunions between the two had already made her feel deeply uneasy, Lu Xinyue was even more unwilling to be shrouded by the shadow of abandonment again. Wrapped in a thin blanket, she hurriedly pushed open the door, eager to find his whereabouts. In the empty living room, she fell into a state of confusion. Did Qiu Yingjie leave? The noise behind her did not bring her back to reality, but Qiu Yingjie gently hugged her from behind. He tried to kiss her cheek, but was instinctively pushed away by Lu Xinyue, and a scream came out of her mouth. When she saw that it was Qiu Yingjie, her tense nerves relaxed.

Qiu Yingjie felt uneasy, and he immediately stepped forward and hugged her tightly, asking anxiously. Xinyue clung to his body, feeling the long-lost comfort and peace of mind.

"I thought you left again." Xinyue's tone revealed deep grievance.

Yingjie only then truly understood her feelings. It turned out that they were both afraid of losing each other. He gently tucked her bag, held her in his arms, and said affectionately: "Don't ever let us separate again. I can't imagine a world without you." Xinyue's heart was filled with waves when she heard this, and she also remembered Amy's hint: "You are the target." She couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

Xinyue decided to keep the matter secret for the time being and wait until she had thoroughly investigated it before making any plans. If it was really as Amy said, if she was the one killed instead of Su Qing and Yanyan, would Yingjie also be as miserable and frustrated as Yi Haotian? This consequence was too horrible, so she hugged him even tighter.

Yingjie sensed her more passionate love and said softly, "I've prepared dinner for you, go put on your clothes." She gently pulled away from his embrace, nodded, and walked into the bedroom. At this moment, their feelings were sublimated in silence.

Amy sat alone at the bar, staring at the man sleeping soundly on the bed. She couldn't help but recall the moments of entanglement between the two, and felt a little nauseous. Looking at her own life, it was like a ship drifting in the wind and waves, lacking a stable harbor. For a long time, she has been struggling on the road to pursuing her dreams, and now she is still looking for a warm home where she can settle down.

Recalling her first encounter with Qiu Yingjie, she was attracted by his handsome appearance and deep temperament, which was the ideal man in her mind. However, when she realized that he already had a Lu Xinyue in his heart, she couldn't help but feel jealous of this woman with beauty, talent and love. Everything Lu Xinyue has - a good family background, outstanding appearance and talent, and Qiu Yingjie's deep love for her - is what Amy strives to pursue.

However, the injustice of fate made her feel mixed emotions. She hated this inequality, she was the same age, but had to watch others have everything she wanted. This made her think more deeply about life.

The moment she learned that Ren Tianlong and his brother were ordered by Long Zhaoxian, she knew that the opportunity had arrived. Recalling the past few years, she was like a chess piece played in the palm of their hands, and was ordered around like a prostitute. Her determination became stronger. They must die in the future! She clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth, and stared at the man on the bed angrily. Although it was Long Zhaoxian who gave them the task of killing Mu Ziyan's child, it was she who spent a night with Ren Tianhu and instructed him to kill Lu Xinyue. However, when she stood there unscathed, the hatred in her heart also dissipated with the car accident. So she had to reshuffle the cards and get close to Qiu Yingjie again. Only if the two of them continue to have misunderstandings will they separate. Amy thought so in her heart.