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

Xia Jinghao ran out of the office quickly with his lunch box. Her face turned angry, pale, and dark. She just couldn't believe that Brother Xiaoyu would reject her. She stood in front of the door with a pair of lost brown eyes. She saw him inside through the invisible black and gold glass window at the door. He had a sullen face, lowered his head, and was writing something attentively.

Brother Xiaoyu, why did you reject me? Her brown eyes suddenly became wet, and tears welled up in her eyes. Then, her eyelashes trembled, and the trembling eyelashes slowly flowed down the tears in the corners of her eyes to both sides of her cheeks.

She thought that after two kisses, he had some feelings for her...but she never expected that he would actually reject her. She raised her hands to wipe the tears from both sides of her cheeks, looked at him in the office reluctantly, and then turned around and ran downstairs quickly.

After returning to the office, Xia Rounuan felt as if her chest was choked with air, making her feel uncomfortable. She staggered to the sofa and fell down on it. She was so angry that she took off her high heels and threw them on the desk.

She glanced at the lunch box in her hand angrily and raised her hand to throw it to the ground, but she stopped and suppressed the resentment in her body. She held the lunch box in both hands and cried on the sofa with her face covered. Her voice was neither loud nor soft, and only she could hear it.

After crying, Xia Rounuan looked up and smiled sadly. She got up from the sofa, ran to the desk, reached out to take the high heels she had thrown on the computer, then slowly got on the bed and sat on the office chair. She leaned back in the chair, her face full of traces of crying.

Xia Rounuan closed her brown eyes and leaned back on the chair. Suddenly, she opened her brown eyes, and the anger, disbelief, and sadness in her eyes were all lingering. It must be that damn girl Song Yuyan. It must be her. She was the one who asked Brother Xiaoyu to do this.

Her brown eyes flashed fiercely, and her foxy eyes were sharp and fierce. Her little hands clenched into fists. Xia Rounuan suddenly smiled coldly and said in a cold voice: "Well, Song Yuyan, do you want to stop Brother Xiaoyu from interacting with me? There is a long time to come, and I, Xia Rounuan, will play with you slowly."

She curled her petal lips coldly and vowed to make Song Yuyan leave Nan Zeyu willingly. Xia Rounuan glanced at the lunch box on the sofa, she stood up, walked to the sofa, bent down and picked it up.

Slowly opening the lunch box, the food inside was so rich that it made her drool, but it was already cold, without a trace of temperature. She didn't want to throw it away like that? More than 1 yuan... Xia Rounuan thought of something else, and she suddenly looked happy. She decided to make lunch for him herself. She decided to sign up for a cooking class on the weekend.

She must let Brother Xiaoyu eat the loving lunch she made for him. Xia Rounuan was no longer angry. She smiled seductively, her brown eyes were extremely alluring, and her eyelashes were raised sexily, like a little fox with an abacus in mind.

At night, at the Nan Family Villa...

Nan Zeyu drove his Ferrari back to the gate of the villa, he parked the car and opened the door. When he got out of the car, he saw the sweet girl standing at the gate of the villa. He walked over quickly with a smile on his face. Song Yuyan saw him at a glance and walked towards him quickly.

The man had a tender expression on his face. He held her tightly in his arms, bent down and kissed her forehead gently. Song Yuyan raised her eyes and glanced at him indifferently with a faint smile on her face. Her watery eyes were as clear and dazzling as crystal.

She smiled and said: Is it a surprise today? You didn't expect me to come out to the door to wait for you, right? Ayu. Nan Zeyu frowned and raised his hand to touch her little head. He lifted her chin with his big hand and kissed her lower lip accurately. He glanced at her with his deep black eyes and said gently: It's totally unexpected, baby!

They walked into the villa hand in hand, as loving as ever. As soon as they entered the villa, they saw Ye Mingxuan standing at the door. She covered her charming little face, walked towards them with a smile on her face, and said gently: You two are really... Someone, you don't want your mother anymore after you have a wife.

After saying that, Ye Mingxuan pretended to be sad and turned to walk towards the restaurant. Song Yuyan turned to look at him in a daze and asked in confusion: What did your mother say just now, wife? Me... Her pretty little face turned pink and she looked at him in surprise with her watery eyes.

Nan Zeyu's face darkened, his dark eyes met her watery eyes, and he said coldly: What, is it wrong to call you my wife? Don't you want to be my wife? Song Yuyan was stunned, and said nervously: Ah, no, that's not what I meant.

Then, the man with a bad look on his face pulled her wrist tightly and walked towards the restaurant. The force was so strong that Song Yuyan frowned repeatedly. She begged for mercy: "That's not what I meant, Ayu, please be gentler, my wrist hurts when you pull it!"

Nan Zeyu paused and glanced at her eyes full of pain. He turned around and hugged her in his arms, stroking the back of her head with his big hand. He said in a trembling voice: "You can't be anyone else's wife except me. Please promise me, baby."

He was afraid again, afraid that if one day he and her couldn't go to the end, and she became someone else's wife halfway, what would he do? Song Yuyan was suffocated by his hug. She struggled a little, and when she was about to push him away, he hugged her tighter and said in a trembling voice: Okay, you promise me that you can only be my wife, Song Yuyan.

His voice was helpless, cold, and afraid. Song Yuyan frowned slightly, put her hands around his waist, put her chin on his shoulder, and comforted him: Okay, I promise you, I will not be anyone else's wife except you, Nan Zeyu.

He laughed softly and kissed her half-tied ponytail. With her words, he felt that no matter how big the event was, it could not stop the love between him and her, and no one could separate him and her.

After dinner, Nan Zeyu turned to look at her who was still eating, and said lovingly: Eat slowly, I'll wait for you, baby, don't rush. But Song Yuyan was so greedy for the food on the table that she couldn't answer, she just lowered her head and ate frantically without looking at him.

Nan Zeyu frowned and curled his lips helplessly. As long as his little girl likes it, he is willing to watch her eat every day. Ye Mingxuan knocked on the bowl in dissatisfaction. Nan Zeyu heard the sound and looked at his mother who looked unhappy opposite.

He frowned and said coldly: What's wrong? Mom, are you not full? Ye Mingxuan pouted angrily and said unhappily: Didn't you see Xiaoyan was still eating? After you finished eating, you went to the living room to wait for her. How could you be so tactless? Xiaoyu.

Nan Zeyu was speechless, stood up with a cold and handsome face, turned his eyes to look at her, and said softly: "Okay, eat slowly, I'll wait for you in the living room, baby." Song Yuyan held the crab meat in her mouth and concentrated on eating the food in the bowl. She glanced at him and said incoherently: "Oh, okay, okay, go ahead!"

He pulled the chair away helplessly and turned to walk out of the restaurant. Ye Mingxuan looked at his back as he walked quickly, and curled her lips coquettishly. With him by Xiaoyan's side, wouldn't this delay Xiaoyan's meal? She glanced at Song Yuyan who was eating happily.

She said gently: Don't worry about Xiaoyu, eat slowly, auntie will eat with you! Song Yuyan paused, and looked at Ye Mingxuan who was sitting opposite her in a daze. She nodded embarrassedly, then lowered her head and continued to eat the delicious food in her bowl.

Nan Zeyu sat on the sofa. He looked at his watch. It was almost half past eight. Why hadn't he finished eating yet? Suddenly, his cell phone screen lit up. He took it out of his pocket. It was a call from Xia Rounuan. He swiped the screen and pressed the answer button.

Xia Rounuan had just finished dinner and returned to her room. She sat on the dressing table and untied her hair. She was thinking about calling Brother Xiaoyu. While untying her hair tie, she looked at the phone screen and said in a tender voice: "Good evening, Brother Xiaoyu, have you had dinner? I'm untying my hair tie."

Nan Zeyu's face was expressionless, his eyebrows were cold, his black eyes sank slightly, and he said indifferently: "Well, I have eaten. Has Xiaorou eaten?" Xia Rounuan was even more happy. She had completely forgotten that he had declined her lunch during the day. She smiled charmingly, her brown eyes were shining, and her eyes curled up slightly.

She said in a charming voice: I have eaten, Xiaoyu brother, what is Xiaoyu doing? Nan Zeyu was about to speak when he heard Song Yuyan talking to her mother. He turned his head to look at the restaurant, and then said to Xia Rounuan on the phone in an apologetic voice: That's it for now, Xiaorou, go to bed early!

After that, Nan Zeyu hung up the phone, got up from the sofa and walked quickly towards Song Yuyan. Xia Rounuan's smile suddenly stopped. She put down her hands, picked up the phone, and opened her eyes wide. What happened? Why did he hang up the phone suddenly?

Her hair was now in a mess, and the hair tie was still untied. She held the phone and wanted to call back, but she was afraid of disturbing Brother Xiaoyu. She was furious and threw the phone hard on the bed. What was going on? Why did Brother Xiaoyu hang up on her? She was puzzled.

In the room, Song Yuyan finished her shower and walked out of the bathroom. When she opened the door, she saw him leaning against the door with a cold look. She walked over, hugged his waist, raised her head and said coquettishly with a cute face: "Mr. Nan, have you been waiting for me here for a long time? Hmm... Is that right?"

He didn't say anything, just lowered his head and gazed at her tenderly, then he put his big hands around her small waist and kissed her alluring red lips fiercely, then he kissed her for a long time, making her lips and tongue entangled with his, as if he wanted to suck all the sweetness out of her lips before he would stop.

This kiss lasted for half an hour. Song Yuyan blushed, her eyes blurred. She glanced at him and said with a breath: Can you give me a hint before you kiss me next time? I wonder if I will faint from your kiss sooner or later...

Nan Zeyu curled his lips coldly, and put his thin lips on her ear, rubbing against her ear wall. Song Yuyan's body trembled, and her shoulders shook. He kissed her ear even more wildly, and his big hand grasped her small hand in his palm and held it upside down.

After a while, he whispered in her ear: "Why, is my baby so weak? If the last line of defense is really broken, then you will also be unable to bear it, right?" His bewitching voice entered her eardrum, and the warmth between his lips and tongue sprayed under her earlobe.

She knew what he was talking about. She turned her head to look into his deep black eyes and said tenderly: You underestimate me too much. I have seen and experienced your side. How can I not bear it?

Nan Zeyu was shocked when he heard this. He let go of her and carried her sideways to the room. Song Yuyan sat on his lap in a charming manner, her little hands hooked around his neck, lowered her head and kissed his cold lips, tossing and turning with him.

After a while, her sweet and charming voice was heard in the room. He smiled wickedly, then took her hand and walked to the French window. He pressed her against the French window and drew the curtains. She was stunned and looked down at him who was like a wild wolf.

Song Yuyan's body suddenly shuddered, and he caressed her gently like a wild wolf. This wild affair didn't end until 12 o'clock. Song Yuyan's legs softened and she fell into his arms. He picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

During the weekend, Nan Zeyu did not go to the company and stayed with her in the villa. After breakfast, he drove his Ferrari sports car and took her to Ancheng Square. Half an hour later, when they arrived at Ancheng Square, Nan Zeyu leaned over and unbuckled her seat belt.

He opened the car door and got out of the car. Song Yuyan carried her bag and got out of the car at the seat where he had been sitting. When the two of them appeared in the middle of Ancheng Square, they attracted countless people to watch. Nan Zeyu held her hand tightly with a gloomy face.

His black eyes were full of coldness, his face was as cold as ice. Song Yuyan looked at his profile sweetly. The man's profile was delicate and cold, as sharp as a blade. She said sweetly: What's wrong? Ah Yu, what's wrong? Nan Zeyu turned his deep black eyes and gazed at her tenderly.

He said calmly: "It's okay, baby, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you." Suddenly, Song Yuyan saw a cake shop not far from the intersection of the square. She pointed her little hand at the cake shop across the street. Nan Ze looked in the direction she pointed and said gently: "Okay, wait for me here, baby, I'll buy it for you."

Song Yuyan stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips. Nan Zeyu's ears turned red, and he turned around and walked away quickly. Song Yuyan looked at his calm back and smiled. Is this bastard still shy? This is the first time I've seen him!