The cold-hearted president falls in love with the vengeful princess

In the afternoon, Nan Zeyu had already arrived at the company gate early. When the front desk staff saw the president coming to the company lobby, they were startled and quickly stood up from their workstations. They looked at President Nan who was passing by with fear and trepidation, and asked in a trembling voice: "What's the matter? President Nan, why are you here at this time?"

He frowned coldly, turned around, stared at the staff at the front desk with his dark eyes, and said in a cold voice: The president of Jinfeng Group will be here in a while, you should do what you should do, don't just stand there and watch, do you understand?

Several employees, upon hearing President Nan's cold words, instantly lowered their heads and said nervously: "Okay, okay, okay, okay, we all know, President Nan!"

After saying that, Nan Zeyu quickly walked to the entrance of the company. He looked at the direction of the road with a cold expression, raised his hand to look at his watch. It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon and it might take a while to arrive.

So, Nan Zeyu walked back to the company lobby, walked to the sofa, and sat on it with a sullen face. He glanced coldly at the front desk staff with his black eyes. Seeing President Nan's cold eyes, they subconsciously lowered their heads and trembled all over.

They were about to die. The president was sitting on the sofa. They were afraid that anything could go wrong and everything would be over. Everyone knew that President Nan was always vigorous and decisive in his work. Anyone who worked in the Nan Group would never dare to be late. Now, the real boss was sitting right in front of them, so of course they were terrified.

After waiting for a while, a Maybach sports car drove to the gate of Nan's Group at lightning speed. Nan Zeyu heard the sound of brakes, stood up suddenly, and walked quickly out of the company gate.

Outside the company gate, the assistant of Jinfeng Group opened the car door, and the president of Jinfeng Group slowly got out of the car. He was wearing a clean and simple suit, a blue and white contrasting suit, a three-point hairstyle with his forehead raised upwards, and a height of 187. He looked fresh and not greasy.

The president of Jinfeng Group is Jin Lingxiao. He got out of the Maybach and was about to walk to the company gate. Nan Zeyu arrived at the company gate before him. He walked forward, looked at Jin Lingxiao gently with his black eyes, and said lightly: I have been waiting for you for a long time, President Jin, were you a little anxious on the way here!

Jin Lingxiao looked at Nan Zeyu with a pair of sharp eyes. He stared at him for a long while. He was shocked by the arrogant and cold aura on Nan Zeyu. Then he looked at his face, which was so handsome that it was unspeakable. He glanced at Nan Zeyu with a sneer and said respectfully: No, no, President Nan is the busy man, no, no, it's okay.

The two walked into the company lobby, instantly attracting many company employees. Nan Zeyu didn't say much, he just curled his lips lightly. He was always a man of few words outside, but when it came to his work, he always impressed people!

Entering the elevator, Jin Lingxiao stood side by side with Nan Zeyu. He instantly felt weak. Nan Zeyu just stood there with a cold expression. Instead, Jin Lingxiao felt uncomfortable. After all, his Jinfeng Group was ranked in the top three, but why did he feel weak when he was with Nan Zeyu?

The elevator reached the 19th floor. Assistant Bai was already waiting at the elevator door. The elevator door opened and Jin Lingxiao and Nan Zeyu walked out together. When Assistant Bai saw Nan Zeyu coming out of the elevator, he said seriously: "Mr. Nan, everything is ready. We are just waiting for you and Mr. Jin."

Jin Lingxiao's eyes have never stopped moving since he got out of the elevator. He looked around the office corridor. The Nan Group was much bigger than his company. Jin Lingxiao entered Nan Zeyu's office. He was stunned and looked at Nan Zeyu next to him and said blankly: This, the door seems to be different from the door of my office?

Nan Zeyu frowned, and glanced at the confused Jin Lingxiao with his deep black eyes. He said coldly: It's okay, Mr. Jin, you still remember what happened today, right? Jin Lingxiao still looks like a young man, but his strength is indeed not to be underestimated.

Jin Lingxiao's forehead tightened and some sweat seeped out. He turned his eyes to look at Nan Zeyu with a cold face, and said nervously: Of course I know, President Nan, don't worry, Special Assistant Chen! Assistant Chen behind him stepped forward, looked at Jin Lingxiao and said seriously: It's ready, President Jin, we can sign the contract in a while.

Nan Zeyu brought Jin Lingxiao into his lounge. After they carefully read the cooperation plan, they both nodded. First, when Jin Lingxiao saw the words "willing to fund Jinfeng Group with 10 million yuan", his heart was churning and he was about to explode. 10 million yuan, you know, he has signed so many proposals, and few people would offer 10 million yuan to fund his company. Nan Zeyu is the first one.

Nan Zeyu sat lazily on the office chair in the lounge, holding a pen. He glanced at Jin Lingxiao's cooperation proposal with deep black eyes. When he saw the figure of 30 million, he curled his lips and looked up at Jin Lingxiao in disbelief: President Jin actually gave me 30 million, this...

Jin Lingxiao looked cheerful, glanced at Nan Zeyu who was in disbelief, and said frankly: It's nothing, President Nan, I'm happy to cooperate with you. My company's clothes are all made of the best fabrics, you deserve this number.

Nan Zeyu's handsome face sank for a moment, then he glanced at Assistant Bai standing behind him and said coldly: Give Mr. Jin 50 million in funding, Assistant Bai, do you understand? Assistant Bai was also stunned. 50 million... The president is bleeding!

Assistant Bai responded nervously: "Okay, Mr. Nan, I'll go and lend the money right away." Jin Lingxiao was born in the 00s, much younger than Nan Zeyu. His company was also in the clothing business. Nan Zeyu looked at Jin Lingxiao sitting on the sofa with his dark eyes. This guy was still young and looked very youthful. Anyone who cooperated with him, Nan Zeyu, would not let him suffer any loss.

After more than an hour, Nan Zeyu and Jin Lingxiao came out of the lounge and walked to the sofa. They sat on the sofa face to face. Jin Lingxiao looked at Nan Zeyu with his clear eyes, innocently, and said cheerfully: Let's sign the contract now, President Nan, I will ask my assistant to lend you 10 million yuan in a while.

Not only did he not lose money today, but he also made a lot of money. He was really happy. He had just returned to China for less than a year and inherited his mother's company. Through his own efforts, he squeezed Jinfeng Group into the top three on the list of richest companies.

Nan Zeyu lowered his head and curled the corners of his lips, picked up the hot cocoa coffee on the table, took a sip gently, and then drank it sexily. He looked at Jin Lingxiao with a gentle expression, and said calmly: I will also ask my assistant to lend you 50 million in a while. Mr. Jin is still young and has a bright future. I am very happy to cooperate with you.

After signing the contract, Nan Zeyu immediately asked Assistant Bai to lend 50 million to Jin Lingxiao's Jinfeng Group, and Jin Lingxiao also lent 10 million to Nan Zeyu's company. Jin Lingxiao looked very young, and he turned his head to look at Nan Zeyu with a smile, and said innocently: I will call you Brother Yu from now on, I don't think my company is as powerful as yours.

Nan Zeyu frowned, then smiled and said: "Of course, Mr. Jin, if you don't understand anything, you can always ask me. You are pretty good there." Jin Lingxiao blushed when Nan Zeyu praised him. Nan Zeyu was handsome, rich, and generous. He loved him so much!

Jin Ling followed Nan Zeyu in the elevator and visited the entire Nan Group before he sent Jin Lingxiao downstairs. Jin Lingxiao opened the car door, turned around, and looked at the handsome Nan Zeyu with his eyes. He said innocently: "Brother Yu, I have something to do later. I won't be so rushed next time. I will definitely treat you to a good meal. I will contact you then!"

Nan Zeyu nodded slightly, and Jin Lingxiao got on the Maybach. He looked at Nan Zeyu reluctantly. Nan Zeyu looked at him like this and couldn't help but smiled and said: It seems that you can't bear to leave me, President Jin. When Jin Lingxiao heard this, his face turned red, and he looked at Nan Zeyu standing outside the car window with his clear eyes and said unnaturally: No, President Nan, Brother Yu, I'm leaving now, see you later!

He smiled innocently and waved to Nan Zeyu, and the car window slowly closed. Nan Zeyu drove away without seeing any change. He turned around suddenly, and Assistant Bai looked at him blankly. Nan Zeyu frowned and said coldly: What's wrong? Assistant Bai, just say whatever you want to say.

Assistant Bai looked at Nan Zeyu, whose eyes were dark and deep, and laughed: "It's nothing, President Nan, this President Jin is still a child? He looks very cute." Nan Zeyu narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said coldly: "He is young and promising!"

In the evening, Nan Zeyu drove a Ferrari sports car to the door of the villa. He bent over to unbuckle Song Yuyan's seat belt. Song Yuyan thought of meeting Xia Rounuan in the elevator at noon today. Her watery eyes sank. She looked up at Nan Zeyu and said coldly: No need, I can do it myself.

Song Yuyan quickly unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. She didn't wait for Nan Zeyu, but walked quickly to the door of the villa alone. Seeing that she didn't look well, Li Ma quickly opened the door of the villa. Song Yuyan glanced at Li Ma and said lightly: He came back with me today, Li Ma.

At the dining table, Song Yuyan was just eating dinner by herself without even raising her head. She didn't even look at Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu frowned and looked at Song Yuyan's profile. His dark eyes were gloomy, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his face turned cold.

After dinner, Song Yuyan pulled the dining table and chairs away and was about to get up when Nan Zeyu grabbed her wrist with one hand. Song Yuyan was stunned, turned around and looked at Nan Zeyu, gently took his big hand away, and whispered: I'm tired, I'm going back to my room to take a shower first.

Nan Zeyu looked at her and walked out of the restaurant quickly. He frowned. She was fine this morning, why did she ignore him now? He was cold-faced and ready to stand up. Ye Mingxuan looked at her son Xiaoyu with a cold face and said anxiously: Xiaoyu, what happened between you and Xiaoyan? What happened to her just now?

Nan Zeyu's face darkened, and he looked at Ye Mingxuan with sharp black eyes. He said in a low voice: It's okay, maybe Xiaoyan is really tired. There are a lot of things in the company these days. I'll go up to see her, Mom.

Song Yuyan returned to the room, feeling depressed again. Her watery eyes were dazed for a moment, and she smiled self-deprecatingly. She turned and walked out of the room and went to the closet. In the bathroom, Song Yuyan immersed herself in the bathtub, and the hot water in the bathtub covered her snow-white face.

She couldn't help but close her watery eyes and breathe through her nose. What she cared about was not the fact that Xia Rounuan came to work in the company, but the fact that Nan Zeyu did not tell her the truth. Her heart tightened inexplicably, and after a long time, she got up from the bathtub, put on her clothes, and opened the bathroom door.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Song Yuyan looked back. She did not walk over, but went back to the room and closed the door. Outside the door, Nan Zeyu had a cold face and knocked on the door with his big hands. His face was as cold as ice, and his black eyes were deep and bottomless. He frowned and said coldly: Open the door, Song Yuyan, open the door and tell me what you want to say!

Song Yuyan sat on the bed with her arms around her shoulders, her eyes dark. She listened to the knock on the door. Nan Zeyu realized that I didn't know you very well. I didn't know which side of you was the real you. Her ears were buzzing from the noise.

He got out of bed, walked barefoot, opened the door, walked to the door, and opened it. Nan Zeyu's big hand that was knocking on the door suddenly stopped in mid-air. He looked directly at Song Yuyan with deep dark eyes, and said in a deep voice: Tell me, what happened? You were fine this morning, why are you so...

Song Yuyan stared at the cold man outside the door with her watery eyes without any emotion. She said calmly: "It's okay, I'm just tired. Nan Zeyu, do you have anything else to do?" "It's okay. I'm going to sleep."

After saying that, Song Yuyan was about to close the door. Nan Zeyu frowned. Something was wrong. He vaguely felt that Song Yuyan didn't tell him something. He walked quickly into her room. Song Yuyan angrily shouted: I said, I want to sleep. Can't we talk about it tomorrow?

Nan Zeyu was stunned, turned around and looked at Song Yuyan who was glaring at him angrily with her watery eyes. He walked over and wanted to touch her little face with his big hand, but Song Yuyan dodged cleverly. Nan Zeyu felt cold all over, and Song Yuyan turned around and walked towards the sofa.

He closed the door and walked towards the sofa with a gloomy face. Song Yuyan was sitting on the sofa, swiping the screen of her mobile phone with both hands. He sat next to her and turned his eyes to look at Song Yuyan who was swiping the screen of her mobile phone. He frowned and said coldly: Tell me, what happened? Xiaoyan, um...

Song Yuyan didn't say anything. She felt very upset and continued to swipe the screen of her phone. She cared about the relationship between him and Xia Rounuan very much. However, she didn't say it because she didn't want to make herself bored. She didn't want him to think that she was a noisy woman.

The two sat on the sofa without saying a word. The atmosphere began to grow cold. The only sound in the room was each other's breathing. On the sofa, Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with a cold face, while Song Yuyan swiped the screen of her phone without any emotion.

After a while, Song Yuyan felt a little sleepy. She turned her head and glanced at him with a cold and handsome face, and said lightly: I am sleepy and I am going to sleep. If there is anything, we can talk tomorrow. After that, Song Yuyan was about to get up from the sofa, and he held her hand tightly.

Pulling her into his arms, Song Yuyan stared at him with anger and said coldly: I said, I'm sleepy and want to sleep, what are you doing? Song Yuyan fell on his chest, and Nan Zeyu lay on the sofa, so that she was on top and he was on the bottom.

Song Yuyan said helplessly: Enough, what do you want to do? Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu's heart was shocked, he looked at her watery eyes with his dark eyes, her eyes dimmed a little, and when she looked at him, they were no longer bright and watery.

He put his big hand on her waist and pulled her small waist forward. She leaned her whole face close to him. Song Yu's face turned red and her breathing became disordered. She looked at him angrily with her watery eyes and said angrily: What are you doing? Nan Zeyu, that's enough.

President Nan looked closely at her moist, translucent, jelly-like lips and was about to kiss them. Song Yuyan pushed his face away and was about to stand up, but Nan Zeyu refused to let her go. He held her little face with his big hands and pressed hard on her red lips.

Song Yuyan was so angry that she was panting and couldn't make a sound. Her brows were furrowed and her face was red. He clasped her little hand tightly in his palm and kissed her with coldness. Song Yuyan felt a surge of anger in her heart and she bit his tongue fiercely.

He let go of her in pain, frowned and said coldly: What's the matter? Song Yuyan, I want to ask you what you want to do. Song Yuyan smiled coldly, and her watery eyes did not look away from her. She quickly stood up and ran to the room.

Nan Zeyu reacted and quickly stood up, stretching his long legs. Song Yuyan didn't pay attention to the road under her feet and was about to fall down. Nan Zeyu saw it and pulled her onto his legs with one hand. She sat on his thighs in an ambiguous manner.

His thin lips leaned against her ear and he said in a deep voice: Well, tell me, what's wrong, baby. His breath made her heart jump violently, her little face flushed and she kept silent. Nan Zeyu glanced at her side face with his eyes, and his big hand was about to put on her little face again.

Miss Song Xia quickly got up from his legs, stood up quickly, and was about to run into the room. Behind her, Nan Zeyu also stood up, chased after her, and hugged her tightly from behind.

Song Yuyan was stunned and said in a cold voice: Let me go, I said I want to sleep, Nan Zeyu, please don't do this. Nan Zeyu didn't believe that she really wanted to sleep. She was angry and didn't say it out.

Nan Zeyu hugged her tightly, his head on her shoulder, his tongue kissing her impartially, his other big hand went down, Song Yuyan's face suddenly flushed, she suppressed her voice, but he blatantly put his hands down

He was so skilled that in a short while, Song Yuyan collapsed completely and rested her head on his forehead. Nan Zeyu was even more unbridled and went straight to the point of... Soon, Song Yuyan's shy voice was heard in the room.

Song Yuyan's anger also disappeared, and she surrendered to his fiery teasing. Song Yuyan bit her lower lip, and he attacked her every part more boldly. After an unknown amount of time, he finally stopped. Song Yuyan opened her watery eyes and said shyly: Nan Zeyu, I... I'm so hot

Nan Zeyu smiled and said in a hoarse voice: I know, baby, are you still angry? Song Yuyan still didn't say anything. She turned her whole body over, stared at her blushing little face with her black eyes, and picked her up horizontally.

In the bathroom, Song Yuyan's shy voice came again. He gently teased her, teased her, and kissed her sensually. Song Yuyan thought in her heart, the dog man had originally created a barrier for him, but now she didn't even know what the barrier was...