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

The next morning, Nan Zeyu arrived at the company on time. He was wearing a gray suit, an ivory tie, a gray suit jacket, and ivory suit pants. He looked tall and handsome, yet gentle like a man. The man had a handsome face and walked quickly towards the office with a cold expression. Suddenly, he stopped and paused.

Looking at Song Yuyan's office, his deep black eyes swept over her, then he looked at Nie Ranran who was working on a draft of a plan document. She felt a layer of cold aura enveloping her, and she couldn't help but look up.

The next second, her heart trembled with fear and she quickly stood up from her office. Nie Ranran lowered her head, her hands tightly grasping the work badge hanging around her neck. Her face turned pale with fear. The man glanced at her and said with a stern face: It's okay, Xiaoyan will come to work this week. I'm telling you, go to work!

After saying that, Nan Zeyu didn't even look at her, his black eyes were as cold as ice, his face was dark and cold, he turned around, and strode towards the office. Nie Ranran looked up suddenly, she exhaled heavily, and sat on the office chair. Her little face relaxed, her hands supported on her chin, looking thoughtful.

She murmured in a low voice: So that's how it is, I thought, President Nan wants to talk to me about something? However, speaking of Yanyan, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I miss her so much. She laughed foolishly. Nie Ranran glanced at Song Yuyan's office. It was clean and tidy, without a trace of mess.

She stared at Song Yuyan's office for a while, then shook her head, lowered her head, sat up straight, lowered her head, and rushed to draft the plan document. Nan Zeyu walked quickly to the office door, opened the door, walked slowly to the office chair, and glanced at the time on his watch. It was 10:, and this was the busiest time for the hospital.

He raised his hand to take off his suit jacket and put it on the office chair. Sitting on the office chair, he suddenly felt that the tie was a little tight. His warm big hands gently loosened it and found that it was not so tight. The tie was tied for him by the girl in the car. He thought of her sweet and charming little face.

His dark eyes softened, and he smiled coldly, his eyes full of tenderness. Nan Zeyu took out his phone and put it on the desk. Suddenly, he remembered that Xia Jinghao drove over to ask him for something last night at Anji Hotel, so he picked up his phone.

After dialing a number, the man turned his office chair slightly, crossed his long legs and draped them on the carpet. His pair of dark eyes flashed coldly, and he frowned. After a while, he heard the call being connected.

He opened his thin lips and said in a deep voice: "President Xu? I, please make a vacancy for the surgeon. There is a doctor named Shen Jiayi from Ancheng Hospital who will be transferred to the surgical building of Ankang Hospital. That should be okay, right?"

The man's voice was extremely cold, dark, and carried an irresistible majesty. On the phone, Dean Xu pondered for a while, then immediately pushed the door and walked out of the operating room. Walking into the corridor of the operating room, his body trembled slightly, his hand holding the phone tightly, and said sincerely: Ah, of course no problem, our surgical building happens to be short of a doctor vacancy, President Nan, I will go to handle it in a while, please rest assured.

Nan Zeyu lowered his head and flipped through the proposal book on his desk that needed his signature. He frowned, then picked up the pen from the pen holder on the desk that was slightly shining with black diamonds. The man took the pen and spun it handsomely, his eyes were sharp, and his elbows were resting on the office chair.

Nan Zeyu didn't say anything, but said coldly: "Well", she is my wife's best friend, you take good care of her, if she gets into trouble in Ankang Hospital, then you can get rid of your title of dean, understand!

When Dean Xu heard that it was the best friend of the president's wife, he was so scared that he could hardly hold the phone. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his legs were weak, and his body was shaking. He said with a trembling hand holding the phone: "Okay, okay, I know, President Nan, don't worry, that won't happen. Just let her report to the hospital on Monday."

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the office. When the door opened, it was Assistant Bai who came in. Nan Zeyu responded coldly, "Yeah." That was it. After that, he hung up the phone, sat up straight with a cold face, and stared at Assistant Bai who was walking quickly.

Xia Group President's Office -

Xia Jinghao looked at his watch. It was noon. He wondered how the matter he had asked Nan Zeyu to do last night was going. He put down his work, got up from his chair, and walked to the French window. At this time, his cell phone rang. Xia Jinghao turned his head to look at the desk and walked over quickly.

Picking up the phone, it was Nan Zeyu calling. He stared at the screen nervously. After a moment, he swiped the screen and answered the call. His brown eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils dilated, his face tense, and his voice was also tense: "Boss Nan, what's going on? Is it done?"

He didn't know why he was so nervous. He looked at his palms, which were sweating. Nan Zeyu chuckled on the phone and said: Why are you so nervous? I thought you had done something. Of course it's done. Just ask Miss Shen to report to the director's office of Ankang Hospital on Monday.

When Xia Jinghao heard Nan Zeyu say this, his tense heart suddenly relaxed. He took a deep breath and said in a clear voice: "Thank you, President Nan, thank you, I'll treat you to dinner another day." The man was quickening his pace towards the meeting room. He smiled indifferently and said: "No need, just take good care of Miss Shen for Xiaoyan. If you want to eat, I will call my wife and drive to your villa."

The man's laughter was mixed with indifference, and the corners of Xia Jinghao's lips suddenly turned up. It seemed that his misunderstanding of me was resolved. Xia Jinghao also laughed, and laughed very happily. His petal-shaped lips turned up beautifully, his charming brown eyes were seductive and alluring, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, forming a charming fox shape.

He said in a cheerful voice: "Okay, I understand. It's almost lunch time. I have to be busy too. I'll have lunch later. President Nan, remember to have lunch." Nan Zeyu had already walked to the door of the conference room. He paused and looked at a newly opened cake shop opposite the company building with his deep black eyes.

Then he said calmly: "Okay, got it, I have a meeting, that's it for now." After that, the man quickly hung up the phone, his dark eyes slightly narrowed, long eyelashes drooping under his eyelids, very blurry, scanning the newly opened cake shop not far away, he remembered the name, and went there after get off work.

Then, he turned and walked into the meeting room. After hanging up the phone, Xia Jinghao looked at his watch. It was already 12 o'clock. It was lunch time. He sat down in his office chair and dialed the woman's cell phone number. He smiled lightly, his brown eyes were gentle, and the corners of his lips were gently raised.

After a while, a woman's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone. He was overjoyed when he heard it. He smiled gently and said, "It's done, Sister Jiayi. You just need to report to the director's office of Ankang Hospital on Monday morning." Shen Jiayi, who was having lunch in the hospital cafeteria, stopped holding the chopsticks.

Her beautiful eyes curved into a crescent shape, her red lips slightly raised, her eyes full of surprise, and then she said in a daze: "Ah? So fast, is it true? Jinghao, did I hear it wrong? Monday, today is Thursday!"

Xia Jinghao leaned back in the chair, turned slightly, rested his head on the chair, and said in a bright voice: It's true, how can I lie to you, Ankang Hospital is not the same as Ancheng Hospital, don't worry, Sister Jiayi, it must be better than what you have in Ancheng Hospital, at least, you don't have to work so hard! No.

Shen Jiayi was silent. She picked up the salad on the tray with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, chewing gently. Ancheng Hospital was admitted by her parents. Now she was leaving just like that. Would it be a little... Suddenly, her beautiful eyes darkened. Thinking of her parents, she felt sad. She said self-deprecatingly: It's okay, I deserve it. Or, thank you, I'll be there on Monday.

The boy's smile suddenly stopped, his handsome eyebrows knitted, and he said in a soothing and gentle voice: "Don't say that about yourself, Sister Jiayi, how can you say that you deserve it? Haven't you moved out of the villa now? Tell me if you have anything to say, I will definitely help you, don't say that about yourself, I feel sorry for you."

Shen Jiayi's eyes were moist. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were about to fall, and said with all her strength: "Okay, thank you. I'm having lunch. I have several operations waiting for me in the afternoon. I'll have lunch first. Don't forget to have lunch, Jinghao." After she finished speaking, she quickly pressed the end button without waiting for the boy to reply.

She lowered her head and ate lunch while trying hard to hold back tears. Her eyes turned red and the tears mixed with the rose sauce duck soup on the tray. It turned out that there was someone who cared about her. Shen Jiayi didn't dare to cry out loud as they were in the hospital cafeteria and she was afraid of being seen by a passing nurse.

Xia Jinghao sighed and took down his phone. He stood up as if relieved, turned off the computer screen, raised his head and curled the corners of his lips. His brown eyes were as charming as a demon, and the corners of his eyes were as beautiful as a little fox. Then, he quickly walked to the door of the office.

It was the weekend and the woman was too busy to eat dinner. She drove back to the apartment exhausted, drove into the parking lot, parked the car, opened the door, her legs were weak and her head felt a dull pain. She rubbed both sides of her head with her jade fingers, frowned, and wrinkled her face.

A total of three operations were performed today, and the surgery was not completed until almost evening. For lunch, she drank a bottle of low-fat milk and ate a few pieces of rose toast and strawberry porridge. The strawberry porridge was bought for her by Xia Jinghao. She heated it in the microwave in the morning and then packed it in a lunch bag.

Shen Jiayi took the elevator to her apartment in a daze. The elevator was a little stuffy and she had difficulty breathing. She also had a dull pain in her head. When she heard the elevator "ding", she opened her beautiful eyes and slowly walked out of the elevator.

She staggered towards the apartment door, pushed open the password cover, and when she was about to enter the password, her whole head became dizzy, she felt something spinning in front of her eyes, and then her eyes went dark, and she fainted at the door of the apartment.

Xia Jinghao happily went to a dessert shop in the apartment and bought a lot of rose-flavored desserts, cakes, and drinks. Then, he packed up and drove to Anxing Apartment. At this time, it was already dark. He raised his hand to check the time on his watch. It was almost 8 o'clock.

He carried the rose-flavored desserts he bought for her and walked quickly to the elevator. He wondered if Sister Jiayi had returned to the apartment at this time. The boy smiled with his eyes full of flowers, his brown pupils flashing with star-like eyes, extremely charming.

He smiled faintly, carried his things, and walked quickly out of the elevator. When he reached the door of the apartment, he looked towards the door. His heart suddenly tightened, his whole body stiffened, his face turned pale, and then he ran over.

Throwing the rose-flavored pastries he had bought on the ground, he saw that the woman's face was pale, her red lips were not as bright red as before, and her body was a little cold. He knelt on the ground with his legs, patted Shen Jiayi's pale cheek with his big hands, and said in a nervous voice: "Sister Jiajia, what's wrong with you? Wake up, I'm Jinghao's younger brother."

The woman didn't respond, and her head tilted. Xia Jinghao stood up nervously, his pupils slightly constricted. He pushed open the password cover in a panic, and entered the password with trembling fingers. He pressed it several times but it was wrong. He was so anxious that his eyes were cold and he cursed: Damn, what is the password? Open the door for me!

He looked down at her lying on the ground again, and suddenly he thought of an idea. He connected his own birthday with the woman's birthday and the time he knew her. He pressed the combination lock again, and soon the door opened. He was so anxious that sweat covered his forehead. He squatted down and gently picked her up horizontally.

He put her on the sofa and pressed the smart switch of the floor-to-ceiling window. The window opened a little. He walked to the sofa and touched her little face with his palm. It was not hot, but her face was still pale. Xia Jinghao was so anxious that he turned around in place, thinking about calling Grandpa Ling.

Suddenly, Shen Jiayi forced herself to open her beautiful eyes, half-opened, with her brows furrowed and her face frowning. Xia Jinghao hurriedly squatted in front of her. She half-opened her red lips and murmured in pain: I, I, I... my head hurts so much, it hurts.

Xia Jinghao understood instantly. He stood up, looked around, and saw a brown medicine cabinet in the living room. He walked over quickly, opened the cabinet, looked up and down, and saw the words "painkillers". He hurriedly picked it up and looked at the medicine box.