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

Nan Zeyu held Bai Xun's cell phone, his dark pupils trembled, his deep black eyes softened to the extreme in an instant, and his face became gentle as well. His fingertips quickly swiped across the screen of the cell phone and pressed the answer button. His handsome brows wrinkled, his thin lips pursed tightly, and then, a faint arc appeared. He answered the phone, but there was no sound from her on the other end. His heart trembled and his brows frowned again.

Just when he was about to speak, he heard Song Yuyan crying softly through the phone, with sobs. The pain in his heart was as sharp as a knife, cutting through every inch of his heart, and he felt like suffocating in pain.

He was shaking, his brows were knitted, his thin lips parted, and he said in a trembling voice: Song Yuyan, it's me, what's wrong with you? Only then did he realize how much he missed her, and his heart was suffocating and painful. He had been in the UK for so many days and hadn't received a single call from her, and at this moment...

She called his assistant, Bai Xun, but didn't call him... And, Song Yuyan's crying stopped instantly, she covered her mouth, her watery eyes filled with tears, her face turned pale, her red lips opened, and she spoke in a trembling voice: You...you are, Nan Zeyu, right?

Her body trembled, and crystal clear tears instantly welled up in her watery eyes, rolling down both sides of her cheeks, wetting her entire face. No matter how many times she heard this voice, as long as she listened carefully, she would know it was him, Nan Zeyu's unique sexy, low and charming voice.

His voice was sexy, deep and charming. The tone hit her heart little by little. Her ears softened instantly and her body also softened. Nan Zeyu took Bai Xun's cell phone and glanced at Bai Xun. He quickly pushed him away.

Holding his cell phone, he turned around and walked to the French window. His deep black eyes looked out of the French window coldly. Nan Zeyu's black eyes flickered slightly. He said in a light voice: "Well, it's me, Nan Zeyu, where are you? Do you know that I have been waiting for you to call me?"

He whispered softly to Song Yuyan on the other end of the phone in a voice that only he and she could hear, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his lips. Song Yuyan's voice trembled as she cried, her little face turned red, and she said in a choked voice: I'm sorry, I lied to you, Jiayi and I flew to England.

Nan Zeyu's face suddenly darkened, his brows knitted together, and he spoke coldly: Where in the UK? Is it safe now? It's outside, in a blizzard, tell me quickly whether you are safe or not, Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan pursed her red lips, holding the phone tightly in her soft and boneless hands. She laughed softly and said, "Yeah, safe. Jiayi and I are safe. How about you? Are you safe?"

Nan Zeyu's eyes were filled with warmth, and his eyes turned softly into the deep sea of ​​the silent night, bright as stars. His dark pupils were as blurred as obsidian, and his deep, bottomless black eyes revealed a soft light. His long, thick black eyelashes trembled, and he pursed his thin lips lightly, then, his lips curled and faded.

The voice was filled with nostalgia for the girl, and he said sadly: Safe, I am safe, I want to see you, tell me, where are you? Baby. The word "baby" that Song Yuyan hadn't heard for a long time made her shoulders tremble with tears.

Her little face frowned, her red lips bit her lower lip tightly, her eyebrows and eyes curved like a crescent moon, and she spoke in a sweet voice: You still know, Nan Zeyu, I'm over here in the underground passage of the airport, okay, Jiayi and I will come to find you tomorrow morning.

The man wanted to see his beloved girl right away, to hold her tightly in his arms, to kiss her red lips fiercely, to tell her how much he missed her. He resisted the urge in his heart, smiled softly and said: "Okay, I'll wait for you, I'll ask Bai Xun to send you the hotel address later, baby, I miss you so much!"

The two whispered on the phone for an unknown time, until Song Yuyan's phone made a charging sound, and she smiled and cried: See you tomorrow, my phone needs to be charged, Jiayi and I will come to see you. Nan Zeyu heard her crying and sobbing voice on the phone, his heart tightened, and he comforted her: See you tomorrow, don't cry, I'll wait for you.

Song Yuyan laughed and then burst into tears. She said in a trembling voice: Okay, see you tomorrow! After that, she quickly hung up the phone. She was afraid that if she continued talking, the phone would automatically turn off. After hanging up, she still couldn't believe it. She turned her head and looked at Shen Jiayi, saying with joy: The person who answered the phone was him, it was him, Nan Zeyu, Jiayi.

Shen Jiayi glanced at her sideways, her bright red lips, and said coldly: I heard it, it was President Nan's voice, it seems that he is waiting for you too. Song Yuyan called the stewardess to charge the phone, and a few minutes later, the stewardess pushed the door and entered the room with a charger in her hand.

She quickly charged her phone. Nan Zeyu took a deep breath. He slowly turned around, his obsidian eyes stared straight at Bai Xun, and said calmly: Send the hotel address to the young lady later. She will come with Miss Shen tomorrow. Do you understand?

Bai Xun's face was startled, his body trembled, he looked up at the president, who had a calm expression and was as handsome as a god, who could only be admired from afar and not desecrated, and said sincerely: The president and the young lady are...Okay, I got it, I will send the young lady the hotel address later.

He looked at Bai Xun with deep and dark eyes, nodded slightly, looked at Bai Xun again, and said in a faint voice: I told her that I miss her. His thin lips showed a gentle smile that he himself could not detect, then turned around and walked towards the bathroom of the villa.

Bai Xun turned around in surprise. Oh, that's great, the president and the young lady are finally going to reconcile. From the moment the president stared at the phone screen in the hotel room, he knew how much the president missed the young lady. It's just that the president didn't know how to say it.

Bai Xun was happy for the president from the bottom of his heart. Xia Rounuan looked over and actually saw Nan Zeyu with a gentle smile on his face. He walked quickly towards the bathroom of the villa. She frowned and stood up from the sofa.

Bai Xun came over and sat on the sofa. Xia Rounuan turned her head and looked at Bai Xun, her eyebrows were cold, and she smiled with dimples on her face: "Assistant Bai, what happened to Brother Xiaoyu? I just fell asleep and my waist hurt. I just saw him smile..."

Her eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Bai Xun. After a long time, Bai Xun raised his head, looked at Xia Rounuan, and said with a cold face: The young lady just called my cell phone and the president heard it. Also, the young lady will come to the hotel where the president is staying with her best friend tomorrow.

She didn't want to listen to what Bai Xun said next. Xia Rounuan's face suddenly turned cold and pale. Her ears were buzzing. She only heard the three words "Young Madam" so harshly that her heart tightened and trembled. She forced a smile to suppress her anger and said with a faint smile: Really? That's great, sister Yuyan is here, she's here to find brother Xiaoyu!

Bai Xun glanced at Xia Rounuan inadvertently. Seeing that she was smiling so forcedly, he was even more certain that Xia Rounuan hated the young lady in her heart, and wanted to take over President Nan. It seemed that he had to let the president know and let him be wary of Xia Rounuan.

The snowstorm outside was still going on. Nan Zeyu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. It was the first time in so many days that he felt at ease. Thinking that he would see his sweet and lovely wife tomorrow, his heart was shocked. His wife was coming to see him.

In the early hours of the morning, the snowstorm was getting stronger and stronger, the sound was deafening, and even the French window door was banging. Nan Zeyu frowned, half-opened his dark eyes, turned his head, and looked out the French window. He raised his hand to check the time on his watch. It was only three o'clock in the morning...

He was no longer sleepy, so he stood up and glanced at Bai Xun and Xia Rounuan, both of whom were in a deep sleep. He then glanced at the other British people, who were sleeping in all kinds of postures. He frowned and whispered angrily: Are you all sleeping so soundly?

Nan Zeyu looked at the French window. Outside, the blizzard was raging wildly and violently. But in his heart, he was thinking about his beloved wife. He wished that the blizzard in the UK would stop immediately so that he could take a taxi to the underground passage of the airport to find her.

The blizzard continued until 9: in the morning. The person in charge of the hotel opened the floor-to-ceiling window and saw that it was calm outside and there was no blizzard. Within a few minutes, the person in charge of the hotel received a message on his mobile phone that the blizzard warning had been lifted.

Nan Zeyu, Bai Xun and Xia Rounuan also returned to the room where they stayed in the hotel. They pushed the door and entered the hotel's luxurious presidential suite. Bai Xun staggered towards the sofa, fell down and fell asleep on the sofa. His consciousness gradually faded away and he opened his eyes slightly.

Seeing the president striding towards him, he said with a sleepy face: "President, I can't do it anymore. I really want to sleep. I can't sleep well on the sofa. That's it for now, President." After saying that, Bai Xun closed his eyes, stretched his legs, leaned against the sofa, and fell into a deep sleep.

Nan Zeyu walked to the other side of the sofa with a sullen expression. He sat on the sofa steadily. It was already dawn outside the window. He raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch. It was 10 o'clock in the UK. When would Song Yuyan come over? It would be o'clock. He couldn't wait to see her!

Early in the morning, Shen Jiayi and Song Yuyan received news that the snowstorm alert had been lifted. The flight attendant and the captain led them and other passengers out of the room. Then, the captain opened the door to the underground passage. Everyone walked out of the door to the underground passage with relaxed expressions, as if they had experienced a life-and-death crisis.

Shen Jiayi and Song Yuyan walked upstairs from the security passage. The flight attendant led them back to the airport lobby to get their luggage. The two followed the flight attendant in the airport lobby and walked to the airport gate. When they walked out of the airport, Song Yuyan's body was shaking with cold. Her face turned pale, her red lips half opened, and she said tremblingly: It's so cold, Jiayi.

Shen Jiayi was pulling the suitcase with both hands. Song Yuyan was standing in front of her with a cane, looking at her with a trembling expression. Shen Jiayi frowned. Seeing that she was shaking all over, she immediately opened her suitcase, took out a very long black goose down coat from it, and then draped it over Song Yuyan's shoulders.

Song Yuyan felt that her body was not so cold. She stared at Shen Jiayi's cold face and shivered: By the way, Jiayi, did we wash up in that room? Shen Jiayi was speechless for a while. She glanced at her with her dark eyes and said calmly: We washed up. Did you forget that we heard the captain say that the blizzard alert was lifted after we washed up.

Song Yuyan freed one hand to pull the coat over her neck. Her whole head trembled and shrank into the coat, leaving only a pair of eyes as clear and transparent as crystal. She said indifferently: I, I, I, you thought I didn't wash up?

Shen Jiayi's mouth corners slightly raised, her black gemstone eyes looked directly at Song Yuyan, and smiled gently: "It seems that you are no longer sad, Yanyan, how are you?" Assistant Bai sent you the address of President Nan's hotel via mobile phone.

Song Yuyan suddenly realized what was going on. She touched her coat pocket with both hands, then took out her cell phone from her pocket. She swiped the screen with two fingers and saw a WeChat message. With trembling fingers, she opened the WeChat interface and saw the message sent by Bai Xun.

Song Yuyan clicked on it and saw that it was the address of the hotel where he was staying, but she felt dizzy because it was all in English... Shen Jiayi leaned closer to take a look, then she took the phone from her hand with one hand, then widened her eyes and took a closer look.

Song Yuyan looked at her, Shen Jiayi looked up, looked at her, and said seriously: I can understand this English, I know where the hotel is, follow me. Shen Jiayi pulled the suitcase with both hands, and Song Yuyan walked behind her with a cane, following closely behind her.

After a long time, the two finally stopped a taxi that drove to the airport gate. After getting in the taxi, Shen Jiayi looked at the British taxi driver and spoke to her in fluent English. The taxi driver nodded quickly, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the airport quickly.

Nan Zeyu was getting anxious. He got up from the sofa, walked quickly into the bathroom, and washed up quickly. After washing up, he walked out of the bathroom, walked quickly to Bai Xun, looked at Bai Xun, and said with a stern face: Get up, Bai Xun, I'm going downstairs to wait for her.

After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly to the door of the room. Just as he was about to open the door, Bai Xun suddenly woke up and got up from the sofa. He hurriedly put on his shoes. The door of the room had been opened. Bai Xun quickly ran over. Just as the door was about to close, Bai Xun ran over.

Nan Zeyu turned around and glanced at Bai Xun, who was still dazed. He frowned and said indifferently: Wake up, I'm going downstairs to wait for her. I'll give you fifteen minutes, go wash up!