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

Nanjia Villa

When Nan Zeyu woke up, he didn't hesitate at all. He quickly threw off the quilt and got out of bed. He stood up, walked out of the room quickly, and went to the bathroom. After washing up as quickly as possible, the man looked at the mirror on the washstand with a pair of deep black eyes. In the mirror, his black eyes were deep, profound, and cold. He raised his hand to wipe the water stains on the mirror, and then tidied his hair before walking out of the bathroom.

After changing into a suit, he quickly walked to the door, opened it, and closed it. He walked to the stairs and strode towards Song Yuyan's room. Thinking of last night, his heart choked. In fact, he was in the room and heard her sobbing voice. He felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to open the door.

He raised his hand and knocked gently on the door, his brows were gentle, and he called out gently: Baby, it's me, get up quickly, wash up, I'll take you to school! The man's voice was gentle, soft, sexy and seductive.

He knocked on the door for a long time, but she didn't come to open it. He frowned, his face turned cold, and he was about to turn around. He heard the anxious voice of the servant Li Ma from behind. Nan Zeyu turned his head with an icy face, glanced at Li Ma, and said coldly: Hurry up, open the door, Li Ma.

Li Ma's whole body began to tremble violently. She walked over quickly and said nervously: "Hey, okay, okay, I'll open the door right away, Master, don't be anxious." He was not anxious, how could he not be anxious? Last night, he didn't know where he got so angry... Nan Zeyu stepped aside and urged with a cold face: "Hurry up, Li Ma, hurry up, what are you dawdling for!"

Li Ma was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat. She trembled as she took out the golden key from her trouser pocket. Li Ma opened the door and the man suddenly rushed into the room. His face was extremely cold and his brows were furrowed. He searched the whole room but couldn't see her...

He walked to her room again, pushed the door open and entered her room. The quilt and pillow were neatly arranged. He walked to the bedside table and looked under the cabinet. Song Yuyan's schoolbag was gone.

The room was filled with the sweet and light fragrance of the girl's grandmother. His dark eyes were cold and his pupils darkened. He turned around and walked out of the room quickly. When he walked out of the door, Aunt Li was no longer at the door. He closed her door and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

He dialed the cell phone number that he knew by heart. He heard a "beep, beep" sound on the other end of the phone, but she didn't answer it. He quickly walked to the stairs, ran downstairs without even going to the restaurant, ran out of the villa, walked to the villa door, and found that the door was ajar. His face was cold. So, she went to school alone today?

school-

Song Yuyan entered the classroom and walked towards her desk with dim eyes. She put her schoolbag on the desk, opened the desk chair, sat down slowly, turned her head, lay on the table, and gently closed her watery eyes. She didn't want to listen to the class today. She was very tired and didn't want to say anything. If possible, she didn't want to go to class today!

Without thinking too much, she forced herself to fall asleep quickly. After a while, Yu Mingyang walked into the classroom and saw the girl sleeping on the table. She turned her head to the side. Yu Mingyang smiled coldly with a dark look in his eyes. He quickly walked to his desk, moved the desk and chair apart, and then sat down.

Yu Mingyang pretended not to see Song Yuyan. His heart was actually broken, but he couldn't pretend to be in pain. His handsome face suddenly turned cold. He lowered his head, opened his schoolbag, and took out a pair of small headphones from the bag. The headphones were only the size of a thumb, and then he stuffed them into his ears.

Suddenly, he could not hear the noise in the classroom, and he did not even look at the sleeping Song Yuyan. Then, the teacher came, and during the whole class, he was completely cold. He did not raise his hand, did not go to the podium to answer questions, and did not answer questions. He just flipped through the book like an emotionless tool.

After looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what was going on. His handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted, his clear eyes were full of coldness, and his handsome face was cold and tense. At noon, the bell rang, and he quickly stood up and walked out of the classroom quickly.

When he walked out of the classroom, he turned around and looked at Song Yuyan who was sleeping on the table. The girl was sleeping very soundly, wearing only a thick black and white wool coat. At this time, a biting cold wind blew into the corridor. Yu Mingyang looked back and walked back to the classroom, walked to the podium, turned on the heater in the classroom, half closed the window, and walked to the girl's desk.

He looked at her indifferently. He wanted to raise his hand, but his hand stopped in mid-air and then he suddenly retracted his hand. He took a look and saw that her desk was a little messy. He picked it up carefully and put it in order for her, piling it high. His clear eyes were dim. After he put the messy books in order for her, he walked out of the classroom quietly, closed the door a little, and then left quickly.

Nanshi Group President's Office -

As it was almost noon, Nan Zeyu's face became increasingly gloomy. He had no intention of working. He was rushing to work on a contract proposal. He raised his eyes and glanced at the mobile phone next to him. He took the phone with one hand, swiped the screen, and looked cold. Didn't she check her phone? Doesn't she know that he called her so many times?

He was so angry that his brows were furrowed, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he threw the phone hard onto the desk. The phone made a "bang" sound, but it was unharmed. Nan Zeyu closed his eyes and leaned back in the office chair. He raised his hand and pinched his brow bone, which hurt so much from anger.

Song Yuyan didn't eat lunch today. She slept until the get out of class was over in the afternoon. When the bell rang, she looked up suddenly, then stood up and packed her things slowly. Yu Mingyang didn't react at all and continued to read. His brows and face were cold, and so was his expression. Song Yuyan moved quickly. In a short while, she had packed her things. She put the books in her bag and zipped it up.

Without even looking at Yu Mingyang, she put on her schoolbag and walked towards the classroom door with a thoughtful look in her eyes. When she walked out of the classroom, she suddenly woke up, as if she had not eaten lunch at noon today. Suddenly, her stomach made a thunder-like sound. Song Yuyan glanced around in a daze.

Fortunately, it was the end of get out of class time and the corridor was full of students running towards the teaching building. The noise covered up the rumbling sound of her stomach. Her face turned pale, her watery eyes were full of anger, her red lips were tightly bitten, and she murmured: Fortunately, fortunately, no one heard the rumbling sound of my stomach.

After walking down the teaching building, Song Yuyan was not in a hurry to go to the school gate, but walked to the school canteen. She walked slowly to the school canteen. The canteen was only some distance away from the playground, and she arrived there quickly. The canteen was of simple design, not very big, but bright, spacious and quiet.

Song Yuyan bought a lot of food, including desserts, sweet, sour, spicy and sour, sour, spicy, and sweet and spicy. She carried the snacks and walked towards the seats in the canteen. She found a seat and sat down. Song Yuyan opened the bag.

Suddenly, there was a vibration in the schoolbag. The girl put the schoolbag under the seat and didn't hear it at all. She was so hungry that she didn't care about her image and started to eat with relish. She also opened a bottle of warm strawberry milkshake and started to drink it.

The man frowned and called her cell phone number, but she still didn't answer his call. He raised his hand to check the time on his watch. It was 5 o'clock. How could it be 5 o'clock already... He stood up from his office chair anxiously, quickly picked up his car keys, computer, and cell phone, and walked quickly to the door.

As he walked out of the company gate and was about to walk towards the Ferrari sports car, Assistant Bai's voice behind him said in a panic: "Um, President, wait a moment, you have a dinner tonight with the president we are about to cooperate with. He invited you to dinner at the Grand Golden Hotel..."

Nan Zeyu's face darkened. He stopped and turned to look at Assistant Bai. His pair of deep black eyes were dark, cold and stern. He looked at Assistant Bai and said coldly: I don't have time. Push it to tomorrow night. Assistant Bai, I have to drive to Ancheng University now.

Assistant Bai broke out in a cold sweat. He glanced at President Nan with trembling eyes and said nervously: But just now, he called me and told me the time and location. He may not be free tomorrow, but he may be free tonight, President.

Nan Zeyu's face became even colder after hearing this. His whole face was extremely cold, and he said coldly: No time. After saying that, without even looking at Assistant Bai, he turned around and walked quickly towards the Ferrari sports car. Assistant Bai frowned and looked at President Nan. He took out his mobile phone and made a call.

When the man arrived at Ancheng University, there were fewer people at the school gate and half of the students had left. He looked at his watch and it was 7 o'clock. He took out his cell phone and was about to call her when his eyes suddenly flashed and his black eyes brightened. He turned around, opened the car door, and hurried out.

Song Yuyan walked out to the school gate with a bag in her hand. She looked calm and thought about something with her head down. The man walked up to her quickly, looked at her, and said happily: Baby, Xiaoyan, I'm late. You must be waiting anxiously. The girl raised her eyes suddenly, her face turned cold, and she turned around to leave.

Nan Zeyu walked up quickly and held her wrist. His dark eyes were full of tenderness. His eyebrows were as gentle as water. He said softly: "Be good, you scared me this morning. I thought you disappeared. When I went to your room, I saw that your schoolbag was gone. Then, when I saw that the door of the villa was ajar, I realized that you took a taxi to school by yourself."

Song Yuyan's face sank and she shook off his big hand. Her watery eyes were filled with calmness. Her snow-white skin was still as rosy as a peach, her red lips were moist, full and round, and her eyes were still as clear and bright as water.

Song Yuyan glanced at him coldly and said calmly: Since I can come to school by myself, I can also take a taxi home by myself, so there is no need to trouble you, Mr. Nan. The man was stunned, and he blurted out with a cold face: Home, what do you mean? Don't you mean going back to the villa?

Song Yuyan smiled coldly, and then said coldly: "No need, I'll take a taxi back to my own home, and I'll come to the villa to pack my luggage on the weekend to make room for you. I won't say anything more, I'm going to take a taxi." After that, she walked past him and was about to leave.

Just as she was about to cross the road at the school gate, the man turned around, grabbed her wrist fiercely, and said coldly: Do you have to do this? Song Yuyan, do you have to go home? The girl felt her wrist was tight and painful. She frowned, tilted her head, and said in a cold voice: Isn't it good to make room for you? Mr. Nan, I want to go home, okay?

Song Yuyan insisted on leaving, and the man had no choice but to grab her wrist and pick her up sideways. Song Yuyan's eyes widened with fear, her hands and feet flapped, and she said in panic: What are you doing, put me down, I don't want to go back to you, I want to go home, Nan Zeyu.

He was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he could only take such action. She couldn't beat him, so she had to give in. After getting in the car, Song Yuyan didn't say anything, but turned her head to look out the window. Nan Zeyu didn't say anything either, and didn't even look at her. He stepped on the accelerator at the fastest speed and sped on the road.

An hour later, the Ferrari arrived at the door of the villa. The man looked cold and murderous. He turned to look at her and said helplessly: "Last night, you also slapped me, and I treated it as if nothing happened. Can't I let you calm down now? Then I'll let you hit me back now."

After saying that, the man leaned over, grabbed her little hand, pulled her whole body hard, and then took her little hand and slapped it on his handsome face. Instantly, the sound of slaps rang out. Song Yuyan was stunned. Her watery eyes were full of panic. She tried hard to shake off his big hand, but he held it tightly and slapped her little hand on his face...

In an instant, there was a conspicuous slap mark on the man's left cheek. In desperation, Song Yuyan slammed her forehead against the man's forehead. He grabbed her hand for a moment, let go of her hand, covered his forehead with a painful look, frowned and shouted angrily: Enough, Song Yuyan, I asked you to calm down, why did you hit my forehead with your forehead?

The man's voice was filled with anger, and Song Yuyan was stunned for a moment. She was in a trance for a while, and said in a daze: I...Nan Zeyu, I...I, her throat was blocked and she couldn't say anything. Her heart felt stabbed and painful like a needle.

After a while, the man calmed down his anger, raised his head and looked at her coldly, and said coldly: So are you calm now? You slapped me, and you hit my forehead, if it doesn't work, bite me!

After saying that, Nan Zeyu moved close to her little face, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong, white, and powerful arms, looked at her clear and watery eyes, and said coldly: Well, my arm is for you, bite it, and you can bite it whenever you feel you are no longer angry!

Song Yuyan was dumbfounded. What was he doing? She said with disgust: No need, it's none of your business whether I calm down or not. Let me off the car and I'll take a taxi home by myself. I haven't had dinner yet. After saying that, she rolled her eyes at his arm in disgust.

The man's face darkened and his brows were furrowed. He looked at her sternly and asked in confusion: Do you still want to be like this? Song Yuyan lowered her head and said nothing. Her two little hands were clasped together with their fingernails, which made him impatient.

Nan Zeyu was speechless. He didn't do anything last night, so why was she like this... Suddenly, the girl raised her hand and stroked his arm. The sweet scent of her milk rushed into his nose, and the warmth of her fingernails and fingertips touched his arm with a burning sensation.

The man lifted her jawbone and moved closer to her until he reached her lips. He tilted his head and kissed her fiercely, prying her red lips open wildly. He pressed his big hand on the back of her head. She was dizzy from his kiss, her brain went blank, and her breathing became rapid. Song Yuyan had no choice but to put her arms around his neck.

He kissed her deeply, roughly, and wildly. She felt her whole head spinning non-stop until she couldn't breathe. He slowly let her go, resting his forehead on hers, breathing heavily, and said in a trembling voice: Are you still angry? Baby, tell me, um.

Song Yuyan's face flushed, she had difficulty breathing, her shoulders trembled, and she said in a tender voice: How dare I be angry with you, Mr. Nan. He lifted her chin again, and his deep black eyes stared at her rosy face, which was as white as a peach, and her face was as pink as peach blossoms.

He gently held her in his arms, holding her small waist with his big hands, and pressed his thin lips tightly against her earlobe, breathing back and forth, and said in a faint voice: I always coax you, can't you coax me? The girl's heart skipped a beat, her face flushed, and she said angrily: "I don't want it"!

The man frowned and hugged her tighter. Song Yuyan put her arms around his waist, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said in a sweet voice: I want you to coax me, I want you to coax me, can you just coax me?

The man didn't say anything. He stretched his thin lips to her neck and kissed her. The girl tilted her head back and he kissed her deeper. Gradually, he felt a heat rising in his body. Nan Zeyu didn't care and just pressed down the car seat and the girl fell onto it.

The man held her and fell on the seat, pressing her gently under him. He kissed her collarbone gently. Song Yuyan breathed quickly and asked, "Do you want to do it here?" Nan Zeyu didn't say anything and continued to kiss her until his warm big hand lifted her skirt.

The girl closed her watery eyes, and he suddenly removed all the restraints on her body. Song Yuyan allowed him to comfort her in different ways. Her body trembled constantly, and she moaned charmingly. The man's inner anger gradually dissipated.

He was really too angry this time. When he comforted her, he was angry, but also very gentle and soft. For a moment, Song Yuyan was immersed in it. She put everything aside and shouted in that shy voice, which echoed in his ears and made the man more and more excited.

It was not until 12 o'clock that the man stopped and panted heavily and said: Do you still dare to be angry? Do you still have the energy to be angry? Do you still want to be angry? The girl recovered after a long time and said in a soft and numb voice: I don't dare anymore, I have no strength, I can't get angry anymore, help me up.

Nan Zeyu slowly put on her restraints for the girl and kissed her blushing face lightly. Song Yuyan hugged her neck tightly. The man's brows softened and he said gently: Baby, be good. I've put them on for you. Are you tired?

Song Yuyan nodded slowly, her voice charming and sweet, she said: I'm too tired, but I still won't coax you, just give up on this idea! Mr. Nan. After saying that, she leaned against his chest exhaustedly, breathing slowly.

The man raised his hand and kissed the top of her head, his brows and eyes were gentle, and he said with a doting look: There is nothing I can do, my little ancestor can only be spoiled by me, okay, you don't have to coax me, I will coax you, baby.

The girl smiled sweetly, pursed her red lips, and said in a sweet voice: Humph, it's good that you know, I'm so hungry now! The man pulled her body up, looked straight at her with his deep black eyes, and said gently: It must be very late now, let's go back to the villa, I will make you a loving dinner, baby.

The girl opened her watery eyes instantly, stared at him tenderly with them, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and said sweetly: Since you made a loving dinner for me, I will just coax you symbolically, Ayu, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry, okay? After saying that, she kissed his cold thin lips, and the man curled his lips and gave her an alluring smile.