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

On the way, Song Yuyan lowered her head to play with her mobile phone. Half of her long curly hair was loose and fell on her chest, forming a beautiful arc. Nan Zeyu drove the car and glanced at her. He frowned, and a trace of burning flashed in his dark eyes. He looked away, cleared his throat, and said coldly: Baby, take a nap, I'll call you when we get to the villa, um...

Song Yuyan raised her head instantly and turned to look at the man in astonishment. His profile was sullen, dark, and stern, yet handsome, especially his nose bone, which was superior to that of ordinary people and was straight and handsome, as if it was a carved work of art.

He turned his head suddenly to look at her, their eyes met, Song Yuyan looked forward, and suddenly a car drove forward. Song Yuyan was stunned, and she said with cold sweat on her forehead: "President Nan, look ahead, there is a car, hurry up!"

Nan Zeyu quickly turned his head and looked forward. He stepped on the brakes and moved the car to the side. He suddenly turned the steering wheel with his big hand. The car passed by directly. The Ferrari sports car, the man, suddenly braked!

Song Yuyan was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat. Her face turned pale and she unbuckled her seat belt with force. She turned her head sideways to look at the man. His brows were indifferent and his face was cold. His deep black eyes were extremely dark and filled with an extremely cold aura, which made her heart tremble.

Song Yuyan's watery eyes met his dark black eyes, which were terribly cold. He looked at her and said coldly: It's okay, I'm fine, are you okay, baby? The girl nodded at a loss and raised her hand to touch his handsome cheek.

The man looked at her with his dark eyes. Her eyes were full of worry and her brows were furrowed. He leaned closer to her, raised his hand to touch her red lips, lowered his head, and held her red lips. Suddenly, someone came and knocked on the car window. His face darkened and he paused.

The man turned his head to look at the car window. A bald, middle-aged man who was neither tall nor fat was standing outside the car window. A cold look flashed across his black eyes. He turned his head to look at her and said gently: Be good, stay in the car and wait for me, I'll be back soon, baby.

The girl smiled sweetly and nodded obediently: "Okay, go ahead, I'll wait for you." The man held her little hand, leaned over to her side face, and gently kissed her snow-white skin with his cold lips, then quickly opened the car door and got out.

He closed the car door gently. Song Yuyan no longer had the heart to play with her phone. She put the phone back into her schoolbag. Her watery eyes were stunned, and her eyes flickered slightly. She was worried about him. She wanted to open the car door, but when her little hand tried to open the door, it was locked...

He locked the car door... Is everything really okay? Nothing will happen, right? Song Yuyan turned her head anxiously to look out the car window, only to see a tall man standing steadily with his back to the car. The man opposite was the one she saw trying to overtake him, and judging by his body shape, he was a man.

Nan Zeyu had a pair of deep black eyes, dark and cold in them. He raised his eyelids and glanced at the middle-aged man. His face was cold, and he pursed his thin lips and said coldly: What? Are you looking for me to accuse you? Excuse me.

The middle-aged man looked at Nan Zeyu, his body suddenly stiffened, his legs trembled involuntarily, he broke out in a cold sweat, and felt a chill on his back. He trembled and said: No, no, no, I want to say to you, sir, I'm sorry, I didn't operate the steering wheel properly just now and frightened you, I'm not here to blame you.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to look into his eyes. This man was simply too handsome, and his black eyes were chillingly cold, especially those deep black eyes. He shivered at the sight of them, let alone questioning him...

Nan Zeyu frowned and said in a cold voice: That's what you said, but you did operate it improperly. Fortunately, my car was not damaged. But, how do you want to settle this account?

The middle-aged man was stunned. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Nan Zeyu, who was looking at him sternly. The middle-aged man's lips twitched, and he said tremblingly as if his tongue was tied: Please, please, please, please, how much does your car cost? Let me see...

The middle-aged man said as he raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. This was at Ancheng Bridge, more than half an hour's drive from the villa. Nan Zeyu glanced at the sky, which gradually darkened. Vehicles were coming and going all around, some with their windows open to watch the excitement, some just drove by, and some stopped their cars and looked around fearlessly.

Nan Zeyu's face became increasingly gloomy. His eyebrows were cold and evil, and his dark eyes stared at the middle-aged man. He spoke softly with his thin lips: "Are you sure you can afford a Ferrari sports car worth 50 million?" Well...

The middle-aged man was stunned and speechless for a moment. After a while, he was dumbfounded and said: "Five hundred and fifty thousand, five hundred million... It's so expensive, where can I get so much money? I'm just a small clerk in a company, and I'm not very prominent. My monthly salary is only more than 5 yuan. I have a wife and children. Sir, I really don't have so much money?"

The middle-aged man immediately looked at Nan Zeyu with a sad face. Nan Zeyu felt disgusted and said coldly: "I don't care. You have to take responsibility. Although my car is intact, you scared my wife. How are you going to explain this?"

The middle-aged man's legs went weak instantly, and he begged for mercy: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong, can you let me go?" Nan Zeyu glanced at the middle-aged man, curled his lips and smiled coldly, and said coldly: "Let you go, but you scared my wife, how do you say we're going to settle this account?"

The man's face immediately turned terribly cold, and his deep dark eyes looked at the middle-aged man coldly. A sense of oppression from him made the middle-aged man's scalp numb and he was at a loss. After a moment, Nan Zeyu took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and dialed Assistant Bai's number.

After the call was connected, Assistant Bai's anxious voice came: What's wrong? President Nan, what do you want me to do? Nan Zeyu glanced at the Ferrari sports car sideways, and said in a cold voice: Drive to the center of Ancheng Bridge immediately. A middle-aged man is trying to overtake my car. My car is fine, but Xiaoyan was scared. You drive over quickly.

Assistant Bai was startled, then responded: "Okay, President, I'll drive over right away. I just left the company." Nan Zeyu said "um" coldly, then hung up the phone. He turned to look at the middle-aged man, his eyebrows were filled with a murderous aura, and he said coldly: "My assistant will drive over in a while, you can tell him yourself, I tell you, my car is fine, but you scared my wife, don't try to evade the important matter."

The middle-aged man had an even more sad face, with his head lowered, his legs weak and trembling. Nan Zeyu looked at the Ferrari sports car again, his brows furrowed, and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyan, I don't want to lock you in the car, for fear of scaring you, so, I can only do this."

In the car, Song Yuyan sat on the seat restlessly. She quickly unzipped her schoolbag, took out her cell phone, and looked at the time. It was almost 7 o'clock. Why wasn't it over yet? Is it serious... She frowned and sighed with a worried look on her face.

Soon, half an hour later, Assistant Bai drove to Ancheng Bridge. He stepped on the accelerator and drove to the middle of the bridge. He saw President Nan and a middle-aged man standing face to face. He frowned, stopped the car immediately and opened the door.

Nan Zeyu saw Assistant Bai rushing over, he turned his head and glanced at him, with a cold face: "Okay, you talk to this gentleman clearly and tell me in the evening. I'm driving back to the villa now, and it's almost time for dinner." He raised his hand to check the time on his watch, frowning.

Assistant Bai bowed humbly to Nan Zeyu and said sincerely: "President, you go ahead and do your work. Leave the things here to me. Be careful on the road, President Nan." Nan Zeyu patted Assistant Bai's shoulder with a cold face, without even looking at the middle-aged man, and turned to walk towards the Ferrari sports car.

The middle-aged man looked at Assistant Bai in confusion. Assistant Bai's face darkened and he said emotionlessly: There's nothing we can do, sir. Although your overtaking didn't cause any damage to our president's car, you scared his wife. This, we really can't evade the serious issue.

The middle-aged man looked puzzled. He frowned and asked in confusion: "CEO? Assistant... What's your CEO's last name and first name? He's so powerful, right? He's leaving now, and the work is not over yet? What's the meaning of calling an assistant over?"

The middle-aged man was yelling in dissatisfaction, and Assistant Bai only felt a sharp sound in his ears. He said coldly: Nan Group, President, Nan Zeyu, now, do you know? Sir, do you know what kind of steel plate you have offended?

The middle-aged man looked at Assistant Bai in a daze. Assistant Bai looked at the middle-aged man as if it was none of his business. He trembled and said: What, it’s Nan Zeyu, the president of the Nan Group who is fearless, fearless, and claims to be the king??? This, this, this…

The middle-aged man was completely shocked. Nan Zeyu, the rich man in Ancheng City, his company was not accessible to ordinary people, let alone an insignificant clerk like him. His eyes were moistened instantly, and he looked at Assistant Bai with tears in his eyes and begged for mercy: "I really didn't know that your CEO was Nan Zeyu. Please, I really can't afford to pay so much money!"

Assistant Bai didn't waste any words with him and went straight to the point with an indifferent look and a smile on his face: I don't know about that. You will have to compensate him no matter what. After all, it is his wife sitting in his car. Sir, you should understand!

The middle-aged man wiped away his tears and said in fear and trepidation: It's at most 10, this is all I can pay. I'm just a small employee in the company, and my salary is just over 5 a month. Really, I'm not lying to you! Please be kind, okay?

Assistant Bai frowned in confusion and said helplessly: "Okay, 10, you give it to me now, and I will give it to the president later, so pass it on to him." The middle-aged man nodded with tears in his eyes, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, turned it on, and opened the WeChat interface.

Then, he found the payment method. Assistant Bai also took out his mobile phone. The middle-aged man scanned the WeChat payment code on Assistant Bai's phone. Assistant Bai heard the message from WeChat "10 yuan has been received in WeChat" and he calmed down and said gently: "Okay, that's it. You can go quickly too. Remember, drive carefully next time."

The middle-aged man nodded, holding his phone, with a sad face, and crawled towards his car. Assistant Bai turned his head again, and the Ferrari sports car was gone. The president had already driven away. He sighed heavily, turned around, and walked towards his car.

Arriving at the villa, the man parked the car, turned off the engine, turned his head and glanced at her. The girl was already sleeping with her head tilted to one side. Her eyebrows were sweet and her red lips were moist. He unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over to her, stroked her jawbone with his big hand, lowered his head, and kissed her gently.

Then, his cell phone rang rapidly. He frowned, his face darkened, he straightened up, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, turned it on, and swiped the screen. It was a WeChat transfer message from Assistant Bai.

He opened the WeChat interface, found Assistant Bai's WeChat, opened the WeChat chat box, and clicked on "Please receive payment". When he opened it, he saw that it was 10 yuan. He frowned. Why was it only 10 yuan? It took them a long time to negotiate before they paid 10 yuan in compensation... Never mind, his car was fine anyway, he just scared her.

He turned his eyes and glanced at the sleeping girl again. His deep black eyes softened and he raised his lips in a gentle smile. Anything was fine as long as it didn't scare his baby. He gently unbuckled her seat belt, put on her schoolbag, hung it on his shoulders, opened the car door, and carried her out of the car.

After dinner, he sent her upstairs, opened the door of her room, and held her tightly in his arms. His big hands stroked her back, and the other big hands tightly grasped her slender waist. The girl raised her hands to circle his waist, put her jaw on his shoulder, and said in a charming voice: I drove back on the way today. Actually, I'm fine. You're making a fuss, Mr. Nan.

The man's brows were cold, his deep black eyes flickered slightly, and he said gently: Don't make a fuss, I saw the cold sweat on your forehead, baby, no matter what happens, as long as it doesn't scare you, Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan didn't say anything, and the small hand around his waist tightened again. She turned her head to look at his sexy neck, leaned in close, and kissed it gently. The man was startled, and he tightened his big hand around her thin waist suddenly, and said coldly: What are you doing? Song Yuyan, who allowed you to do this.

Song Yuyan was stunned, looked up, her little face flushed pink. She stood up guiltily, not daring to look into his dark eyes. She turned around and walked quickly towards the room. The moment she closed the door, she stuck out her little head, glanced at his cold face, and said sweetly: "Why do you care about me? I'm happy to do it. It's time to go to bed. You should go to bed early too, Mr. Nan."