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

When Song Yuyan was carried by Shen Jiayi, her face suddenly turned pale, and her eyes were filled with crystal clear tears. She looked at Shen Jiayi and said anxiously: Jiayi, where are we going? Where are you taking me? Put me down, I want to find him! Shen Jiayi ignored Song Yuyan. She quickened her pace. The door of the emergency passage was opened by the captain, and everyone behind her ran into the passage. Several stewardesses ran forward and shouted in English: Everyone calm down, calm down, don't run away. There is an underground passage door downstairs. Run in there. Passengers, don't crowd and bump into other passengers. Do you understand?

Shen Jiayi looked at the stewardess in front of her who was sweating profusely with an anxious look on her face. She quickened her pace, her face was cold, her rosy lips were tightly pursed, and her brows were furrowed. Song Yuyan's body was trembling in her arms, her breath was getting weaker and weaker, her voice was hoarse, and her watery eyes were filled with mist again.

Feeling his eyes getting hot again, he ran down to the underground passage. The captain was at the door of the underground passage, directing everyone to run quickly inside. Suddenly, the passengers who came down from the stairs ran into the underground passage, and Shen Jiayi quickly followed them into the passage.

The underground passage was not pitch black. Instead, there were lights on, cream-colored lights, heaters, and refrigerators. Shen Jiayi carried Song Yuyan into a huge room. The captain pushed open the door and the passengers ran in frantically. They hid in the corner shivering, with cold expressions, as if they wanted to cry but couldn't.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Jiayi also quickly ran into the room. The room was an ivory white room, huge, with ten beds. The wall design was in the style of oil painting, and the carpet was ink-colored. There were east, south, west and north directions. Shen Jiayi looked carefully and glanced around the room. She slowly placed Song Yuyan on the carpet.

Song Yuyan was about to use her crutches when she realized they were missing. Her face froze. At this moment, a loud bang of a door shook her body. She was dazed, supported her waist, and slowly turned around. The captain and several stewardesses walked in.

Song Yuyan glanced at Shen Jiayi, and Shen Jiayi also glanced at her. The two looked at each other. The captain and the stewardess behind him walked over quickly. Shen Jiayi looked at the captain. She grabbed the captain's arm and said coldly: Are you sure it's safe here? Can't the blizzard get in? Captain

Shen Jiayi spoke in English. The captain's bright blue-gray eyes met Shen Jiayi's cold black eyes. His face darkened and he spoke in a serious tone: Yes, Miss, you have to stay here for three nights. This is the underground passage of the airport and the blizzard cannot get in. In addition, there is a kitchen here and food will be supplied to you.

The captain responded to Shen Jiayi's English in stiff Chinese. Shen Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head, looked at Song Yuyan, and said gently: It's safe, Yanyan, this is the underground passage of the airport, and the blizzard can't get in. Be good, we can only stay here for the next three days. Be obedient, okay?

Song Yuyan trembled, held Shen Jiayi's wrist, looked at her, and said in confusion: "Okay, Jiayi, where is my crutches? I just realized that my crutches are gone?"

Suddenly, a white-blond and blue-eyed stewardess came over from behind the captain with something in her hand. The stewardess took a few steps forward. Song Yuyan glanced at what the stewardess was holding in her hand. She exclaimed in a hoarse voice: Crutch, this is my crutch, this is my crutch.

The stewardess came over and handed the white wooden crutch in her hand to Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan reached out and took the crutch handed to her by the stewardess. She put the crutch on the carpet, then leaned her other ankle firmly under the crutch, with her left knee lifted off the ground and hanging on the crutch.

The flight attendant looked down at Song Yuyan's knee with distressed eyes, and said in unfluent Chinese with concern: "Miss, your knee is injured. Are you okay? I saw the crutch in the airport lobby and picked it up."

Shen Jiayi held the stewardess's beautiful wrist and said with tears of gratitude: Thank you, stewardess, thank you for picking up my best friend's crutches, thank you so much! The stewardess stared at Shen Jiayi with a smile on her face. A sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said gently: You're welcome, this is what we should do. It is our duty as stewardesses to protect the safety of passengers to the death.

At this moment, Shen Jiayi finally couldn't hold it in anymore, her eyes turned red and tears flowed down her eyes. Song Yuyan looked at Shen Jiayi, her eyes turned red again, and her eyes were filled with water, which gradually turned into tears until her eyes were full of red. She curled her lips and smiled indifferently.

The tears in her eyes fell to the corners of her eyes. Shen Jiayi stared at Song Yuyan's cold, white skin without a trace of pink, and said calmly: Believe me, Yanyan, he will be fine, he will be fine. Besides, he didn't come to the UK alone, Assistant Bai also came with him.

Song Yuyan nodded with a tearful face. Shen Jiayi hugged her in her arms with a distressed look, gently soothed her back, and said softly: "Be good, don't cry, I'm here, I'll always be with you, don't cry, Yanyan, be good, be obedient!"

At three o'clock in the morning, the blizzard was still raging. Although it was in the underground passage, the huge sound of snow woke Song Yuyan up. She suddenly opened her watery eyes. She was lying on the small bed in the room. She turned her head and saw Shen Jiayi wolfing down a bowl of noodles. She also felt hungry.

Shen Jiayi looked over and saw that she was eating in a mess. She said with a wry smile, "Hey, wake up, Yanyan. This is the pasta that the captain and the flight attendants brought to everyone. It's delicious. Do you want to have a bite?"

As she spoke, Shen Jiayi picked up some yellowish cream pasta and was about to sit next to Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan was so hungry that her limbs were weak. She propped up her arms and was about to move forward. Suddenly, the captain came over with a tray in his hand and put it in front of Shen Jiayi. Then, he looked at Song Yuyan with blue eyes and said with a warm smile: Here. There is also pasta here, Miss, eat it quickly if you are hungry.

After that, the captain bowed respectfully to Song Yuyan, turned around, and walked in another direction. Song Yuyan took the pasta from the tray and ate it in big mouthfuls. The pasta was sweet and sour with tomato meat sauce. She felt that her stomach was finally no longer empty. She didn't care about the wound on her knees. She just crossed her legs and put them on the bed. Then, holding the pasta in her hands, she started to eat.

After eating a bowl of pasta, Song Yuyan felt that her body had regained strength. She leaned on Shen Jiayi's shoulder and said in a trembling voice: "Can the snowstorm pass quickly? I am so worried about him now. I don't even know if he is okay. I don't even know which hotel he is in in the UK. I..."

As she spoke, her eyes became moist. Shen Jiayi realized that her voice was not right. She raised her hand and held her small palm tightly, saying softly: Don't worry, Nan Zeyu will be fine, believe me, there is nothing we can do about the snowstorm, this is a natural disaster, we can only hide from it if we can.

She had heard of blizzards before, but they only happened abroad. They were rarely seen in China, except in remote mountainous cities, where they would only happen once every few hundred years. It was not until Shen Jiayi and Song Yuyan flew to the UK and saw the blizzard that she was completely shocked. It turned out that this was a blizzard...

You can't go out, you can't go anywhere, and you have to go into underground passages. If you are not careful, you may be swept away by the fierce snowstorm. You have to hide for several days before the crisis of the snowstorm is over. When you think about it this way, China is still much safer.

After a night passed, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window brightened. Nan Zeyu, who was sleeping on the sofa, had his eyelashes trembling slightly. He suddenly opened his dark eyes, sat up slowly, and looked at the villa. It was full of people, some lying on the carpet, some sitting on the long table, and some sitting at the stairs.

They all fell asleep, just like that without any covering... Looking to the side, Bai Xun also fell asleep with his head slumped on the sofa. Looking up, Xia Rounuan was leaning on the sofa, hugging a pillow, with her eyes closed, also sleeping peacefully.

Nan Zeyu calmly got up from the sofa and walked lightly towards the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window, it was all white. He could vaguely see some snow blocking the door of the villa, piled up several meters high. There was no snowstorm now, but the sound of snow could be heard.

He looked at his watch. It was 9 o'clock UK time. He had never expected that he would encounter a snowstorm. Moreover, he had lost contact with Brett. He took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket. The cell phone still had 10 bars of power. He plugged it in. His dark eyes stared for a moment. He remembered that the plug was in the hotel room...

He frowned, his face was cold and icy, his deep black eyes were filled with a sharp gaze, his fists were clenched tightly, and his palms made a sound. He angrily murmured: "Damn it, I didn't take the plug, how can I contact Brett, Nan Zeyu, why did your brain freeze at this time..."

While he was mumbling to himself, Bai Xun woke up. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the handsome man standing at the floor-to-ceiling window. He sat up gently, glanced at Xia Rounuan with a cold face, and then walked quickly to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Nan Zeyu heard the footsteps, he slowly turned around, Bai Xun was standing behind him, looking at him with a calm face. His dark eyes were as cold as ice, his thin lips were pursed into a line, his brows were furrowed, his face was cold, and he said sternly: Bai Xun, I forgot to take out the plug, in the hotel room, damn, the phone still has 10 bars of power.

Bai Xun was stunned, and looked at his CEO blankly. He said nervously: "Then, then, then, what should we do? CEO, the snowstorm will last for two more days, tonight and tomorrow night. CEO, your phone...

Nan Zeyu clenched his fists tightly in his palms, as if he wanted to crush his fists. His face was pale and his deep black eyes exuded a biting coldness. He looked directly at Bai Xun and said fiercely: Find me a plug here. I need to charge my phone right away.

The next second, Bai Xun almost lost his footing and was about to fall to the ground. He barely held up his arms and said in confusion: "This, this, this, President, this is not in the hotel room, this is in the villa room of the hotel, where can I find a plug for you?"

Bai Xun looked at the president weakly, and Nan Zeyu looked at Bai Xun with a pair of cold black eyes. His black eyes were full of dark coldness. He opened his thin lips slightly and said coldly: Even if you can't find it, you have to find it for me. You have to find the charging plug for me within today.

After saying that, Nan Zeyu didn't even look at Bai Xun, and turned to walk towards the bathroom of the villa. Bai Xun turned around with a troubled look on his face, looking at the tall back of the president leaving. What the hell, is the president making things difficult for me? The hotel is not mine, where can I find a charging plug for the president?

Time passed little by little, night fell, and it was night again. At nearly 12 o'clock, the blizzard started again. A crazy blizzard started outside the French window. Everything outside the French window was blurry. The British in the villa watched the blizzard coming. They cried and wailed: No, no, stop it, blizzard, we want to go home, go home, I want to go out!

The sound of the blizzard was like a man-eating devil, making a terrifying roar. Even through the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could clearly hear how scary the blizzard outside was. Xia Rounuan was so frightened that she curled up her legs, hugged her knees and buried her head.

Bai Xun and Nan Zeyu frowned and looked at the French windows. Suddenly, he thought of something, turned his head and glanced at Bai Xun, and said with a cold face: Charging plug, have you found it? Bai Xun's voice was extremely cold, which made his heart tremble.

Bai Xun sat up straight, turned his head and looked at the president with a cold face. He took out a charging plug from his trouser pocket. It was a charger that was connected to the charging plug. Bai Xun looked at the president sincerely and said gently: I found it in a room in the villa. I happened to see it. President, I give it to you.

Nan Zeyu grabbed the charging plug handed to him by Bai Xun, lowered his head, took out the mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and then plugged the charging cable into the mobile phone socket. After plugging in the power switch, the mobile phone screen showed that it was charging rapidly and the green charging power was displayed. The charging plug has three plug ports.

In the underground passage room, the captain and the stewardess pushed the door open and everyone in the room looked at the captain and stewardess. The captain walked to the front of the passengers, looked at everyone, and said nervously: "There is another snowstorm outside, but please rest assured, the last snowstorm will be over tomorrow, the snowstorm alert will be lifted, and you can all go home. Please be patient!"