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

In the blink of an eye, April was almost halfway through. Every day, the man went to Bright's clothing store at nightfall to look at the clothes needed by the company, and returned to the hotel in the early morning. The girl slept in the hotel room, watched TV series and chatted with Shen Jiayi. Soon, the wound on Song Yuyan's knee gradually scabbed over, and she walked more easily without crutches. As soon as Song Yuyan frowned, Shen Jiayi approached her, raised his hand to rub her pink and white face, and said softly: Wake up, Yanyan, you have slept for a whole day, haven't you slept enough?

Song Yuyan frowned, her eyelashes slowly opened, and then she opened her eyes a little bit. Her body moved, her pupils suddenly widened, and she said in surprise: Ah, Jiayi, what are you doing... suddenly, I... what time is it now?

As she spoke, her eyes turned and looked towards the floor-to-ceiling window. Song Yuyan suddenly sat up, glanced at her with a dazed expression, and said in a daze: What time is it? It's dark outside. Why didn't you call me? Oh, I...

Song Yuyan raised her hand and rubbed her forehead. There was a little swelling and pain there. She didn’t know if it was because she slept too much. Every time she woke up at this time, there would be some swelling and pain next to her forehead.

Shen Jiayi glanced at Song Yuyan indifferently, her black gemstone eyes flashed slightly, and she said coldly: It's almost seven o'clock, I've called you several times, but you didn't wake up, what can I do...

Song Yuyan slowly raised her eyes and looked at Shen Jiayi. She put her little hand down and placed it on her shoulder. She said innocently, "I don't know either. I just can't wake up. Jiayi, do I have narcolepsy? Tell me."

Shen Jiayi looked at Song Yuyan with a stern face, his cold black gemstone eyes looking straight at her, his brows were cold, and he spoke in a serious manner: I have thought about your situation. After returning to Ancheng, I will find out about it. It is difficult to draw a conclusion now.

Song Yuyan was stunned, her crystal clear eyes staring at Shen Jiayi without blinking, her face turned pale, and she said in confusion: Could it be, could it be, I really am... Don't scare me, Jiayi, I really have that disease, I really can't wake up every day, I'm just guessing and I don't know if it's true.

Song Yuyan sighed heavily. Shen Jiayi raised her hand and twisted her chin. Song Yuyan looked at her blankly. Shen Jiayi pursed her lips lightly, her beautiful eyes sank to the bottom of her eyes. She said coldly: Okay, don't think too much, let's have dinner first! Yanyan.

She was about to get out of bed when the phone on the bedside table rang. Song Yuyan looked over and took the phone. It was him who called. He called her at this time to ask if she had eaten, woke up, and how her day was...

Nan Zeyu would call her and tell her these things almost every day. At first she thought it was okay, but gradually she felt a little bored. Song Yuyan put the phone to her ear and answered the call. A man's soft, low laugh came from the other end: "Are you awake? Baby, have you had dinner? I will be back to the hotel after 12 o'clock today."

Song Yuyan glanced at Shen Jiayi, who shook her head helplessly. Song Yuyan rolled her eyes at the ceiling, pursed her red lips, and said in a faint voice: Well, I just woke up! It's okay, you don't need to come to the room when you come back to the hotel, just go back to your room.

The man and Bai Xun were checking the progress of clothing at the clothing factory in Bright's clothing store. He held his cell phone in his hand, lowered his dark eyes, and glanced at the foreigners in the clothing factory, as well as the clothing designs in progress. His handsome brows frowned, and his dark eyes softened like the deep, bottomless sea water in the silent night.

She smiled softly and said, "What's wrong? Baby, I'm busy recently and don't have much time to accompany you, so I'm a little angry?"

Song Yuyan lowered her head and kicked the carpet in the room with her legs. A trace of sadness flashed across her watery eyes. Then, she smiled sweetly and said: No, no, how could that be? Then remember to go to dinner soon, okay? Nan Zeyu.

The man held the phone in his hand and was silent for a moment. He half opened his thin lips and said softly: Okay, I got it. You should also remember to eat dinner. I won’t say anymore. It’s very noisy here. That’s all for now, baby.

Before Song Yuyan finished speaking, Nan Zeyu had hung up the phone. Song Yuyan was used to him like this, almost every day, even though he spent very little time with her after coming to England from Ancheng to find him. Every time when she was still asleep, his warm hands would rub her hair, her face, and her red lips.

Then he attacked her lips passionately until she was almost out of breath. Nan Zeyu let her go and whispered in her ear: I'm going to Brett's place, baby. When I come back in the evening, remember to eat. I love you.

Then, he kissed her red lips softly again, and Nan Zeyu stood up, turned around, and left her room. Shen Jiayi sat next to her and looked at her, raised her hand and patted Song Yuyan's shoulder, and said with a look of comfort: You have to understand your Nan Zeyu, he is not an ordinary person, he is really busy, he also specifically asked me to take good care of you every day, and told you not to forget to eat and change the medicine.

Song Yuyan raised her head suddenly and turned to look at Shen Jiayi. She nodded heavily at her and said with a soft smile: "Okay, don't think so much, let's go have dinner, let's go!"

After saying that, Shen Jiayi got up from the bed, bent her legs and was about to pick up Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan looked at Shen Jiayi tenderly, curled her lips sweetly and smiled gently, saying: You don't have to hug me like this, Jiayi, my knee is much better now, it's almost healed, really.

The two of them were having dinner in the room's dining room. What delicious food could there be in the UK? What else could they have? On the table in the dining room was dinner that was delivered by the hotel staff on schedule: cream of mushroom soup, vegetable chicken roll rice, and a plate of beef stroganoff noodles.

Song Yuyan was about to vomit. She dropped her knife and fork and said angrily: "I don't want to eat. It's all these. Isn't it, Jiayi? Is this all the British can do?" I was really speechless!

Shen Jiayi lowered her head, holding a knife in her left hand and a fork in her right hand, eating red wine beef. She heard Song Yuyan's angry voice, raised her eyes and looked at her, chewing the medium-rare beef with the taste of red wine, and said indifferently: You have to know that this is a foreign country, not Ancheng. If you want to eat delicious food, I will take you to eat when we get back, or I will go to the outside of the hotel tomorrow to see if there is a Chinese restaurant. What do you think?

Song Yuyan's watery eyes flashed with displeasure and anger. She curled her lips, pouting her red lips in anger, and said helplessly: That's the only way, I just, I just don't want to be like this, Jiayi, by the way, are you familiar with Britain? I'm going out tomorrow...

As she spoke, Song Yuyan picked up the fork again, scooped a large spoonful of vegetable chicken roll rice, put it in her mouth reluctantly, and then, while chewing the vegetable chicken roll rice, she glanced at Shen Jiayi woodenly with dark eyes, and then her pupils slowly widened and she looked at her in disbelief.

Shen Jiayi swallowed the red wine beef in her throat, picked up the champagne beside her, took a small sip, then swallowed slowly, tilted her head back to drink it, and said with a serious face: It shouldn't be difficult, I can ask the waiter at the hotel front desk first, if that doesn't work, I'll search it on my mobile phone.

Bright's MONIK clothing store -

In the clothing factory of the clothing store, Xia Rounuan kept glancing at the handsome man who was talking to Mr. Bai Xun Bright. He was wearing a blue-black suit and a light white tie, and he stood upright with his long and well-proportioned legs. Nan Zeyu slightly turned his back to Xia Rounuan.

His shoulders, arms, and sexy waist, every part of them framed Nan Zeyu's handsome figure. Xia Rounuan's heart skipped a beat. Her little face was pink and tender, and her foxy brown eyes shone with a charming light as she stared at Nan Zeyu's profile.

Just standing sideways next to her like this made Xia Rounuan's heart beat like thunder, as if it was about to jump out. The smell, breath, and temperature of his body could make her feel confused even at a short distance. Bai Xun felt that something was wrong.

He turned his head suddenly and saw Xia Rounuan's face flushed, her brown eyes gazing at the president with love. His shrewd eyes were drawn to Xia Rounuan, and her eyes wandered to Bai Xun. Her face turned flustered, and she looked at Bai Xun with a slightly awkward smile, then lowered her head to look at the employees in the garment factory who were designing clothes.

Didn't Bai Xun know what Xia Rounuan was up to? Ever since she came to England with the CEO, she had looked at him differently, so he was even more certain that Xia Rounuan was here to confront the young lady head-on...

Nan Zeyu and Brett were discussing the issue of clothing design. Seeing that Bai Xun was not around, he turned his head and glared at Bai Xun behind him. Bai Xun felt a chill on his back. He turned his head tremblingly. The president's pair of dark and sharp eyes, as cold as ice, pierced him directly. He suddenly moved his body and said cautiously: President, President, I'm here!

Nan Zeyu frowned, pursed his lips, and said in a gloomy voice: Are you here to discuss work or to slack off, Bai Xun? Bai Xun was frightened, his legs trembled, he hurriedly took a few steps forward, bowed respectfully, and said in a trembling voice: Sorry, sorry, President, I just

Nan Zeyu narrowed his eyes, glanced at Bai Xun, and said coldly: "Well... Bai Xun, raise your head and tell me clearly." Brett was talking to Nan Zeyu about clothing design. Seeing that Nan Zeyu didn't respond to him, he turned around in confusion.

Brett's turquoise eyes suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed: "President Nan, Assistant Bai, you..." Bai Xun's face froze. He walked past the president, walked quickly to Brett's side, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Brett, I was distracted by accident just now. Do you have anything to say?"

Brett's pupils dilated, his face was calm, his eyebrows were smiling, and he said softly: "No, nothing, Assistant Bai." Xia Rounuan heard the voice, she raised her head slowly, and saw Nan Zeyu looking at her with deep eyes like the sea. Xia Rounuan's body stiffened, her pink lips half opened, she wanted to say something but couldn't, so she could only smile dryly.

Nan Zeyu looked at Xia Rounuan, his eyes as sharp as ice as he looked at her indifferently. He said to Xia Rounuan with a slight frown: You too, if Bai Xun is slacking off, you should stop him properly, Xiaonuan, you...

Xia Rounuan felt bitter in her heart. She pouted her pink lips unhappily, frowned, nodded aggrievedly, and then lowered her eyes. However, she felt a sour and bitter feeling in her heart, which made her very uncomfortable.

Nan Zeyu retracted his gaze, turned his head and looked at Brett. He now wished he could finish today's clothing work as soon as possible, and then go back to the hotel room to see her. He wanted to hug her tightly and tell her how much he missed her.

After Song Yuyan finished dinner, Shen Jiayi carried her into the bathroom to take a bath. Since her knees didn't hurt much anymore, she didn't need any help and could take a bath by herself.

After taking a shower, Song Yuyan walked out of the bathroom and went to the sofa in the room. She kicked off her slippers and leaned on the sofa. Shen Jiayi came over and looked at her, saying earnestly: Even if you want to sleep at this time, you have to wait until Nan Zeyu returns to the hotel before you sleep!

Song Yuyan leaned on the sofa for a while and then felt sleepy. She raised her hand to rub her eyes, glanced at Shen Jiayi through the gaps between her fingertips, and said tiredly: No, I really want to sleep. When he comes back, call me, Jiayi.

After saying that, Song Yuyan couldn't hold back the sleepiness of her eyelids, so she stretched out her legs on the sofa and lay on her back. The girl felt a warm palm caressing her cheek. She turned her head in confusion and saw the man squatting down and sitting under the sofa, his deep black eyes were soft to the bottom of his eyes, and he stared at her with a sweet gaze.

Song Yuyan's spine suddenly straightened, she opened her eyes wide, her face was filled with joy and her smile was as charming as honey, her eyebrows were smiling, her red lips were curved like a crescent, and she said sweetly: Well, you are really back, Ayu.

The man raised his hand and touched her cheek, nose, forehead, and red lips. He didn't say anything, but his handsome face suddenly moved close to her. Song Yuyan's heart skipped a beat. His big palm finally landed on her red lips. He lowered his eyes and kissed her softly. The other pair of big hands tightly held her right small hand and clasped it in his palm.

The man's kiss was delicate, soft and gentle. His thin lips pried open her red lips neither lightly nor heavily until he kissed her deeply. Song Yuyan felt her chest beginning to have difficulty breathing. He slowly slowed down the kiss, turning it into a lingering, gentle and sweet kiss.

He didn't know how long he kissed her like this, until Song Yuyan was almost out of breath, he slowly let go of her, and said with a handsome smile: I miss you so much, miss you so much, miss you, baby, I just finished discussing the clothing design, and I also watched the employees of Bright Clothing Store design new clothing for me, so I hurried back.

Song Yuyan suddenly lost her sleepiness and tried to sit up. Nan Zeyu looked at her misty eyes. He got up from the carpet, took off his shoes, and sat on the sofa. The next second, he lay in front of her like a clever ghost, and then hugged her tightly from behind.

Song Yuyan's body stiffened. The sofa was super big, just right for two people to sleep. She turned around slowly, her clear eyes full of water, and suddenly met his deep, bottomless eyes like the silent sea in the middle of the night. The pitch-black pupils swept through her eyes little by little like a bottomless whirlpool.

Nan Zeyu had soft eyebrows and smooth, pale pink lips. His long, dense and curly eyelashes looked like a small fan scratching her snow-white cheeks. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her double eyelids moved up and down nervously as she blinked as she looked at his handsome face.

The man's big hands tightly grasped her slender waist and pulled her into his arms. The girl blushed and her heart beat fast as she moved closer to him. He hooked his lips with a cold smile and said: So this is what it means for you to throw yourself into my arms, baby! Ah, that's great.

Song Yuyan's heart was trembling nervously, and her heartbeat was as loud as thunder. She looked directly at Nan Zeyu, who was smiling coldly, and said in a weak voice: "It's obviously you, not me, Nan Zeyu, let me go, let me go!"

The girl's face was red all the way to her ears. Her heart was beating violently and her red lips were trembling as well. Her big watery eyes exuded a hazy and psychedelic color, which made the man feel burning in his heart. Nan Zeyu raised his unbelievably beautiful white fingers and pressed them against Song Yuyan's delicate chin.

His thin lips kissed her neck passionately, and his big hands tightly held her waist. Song Yuyan could only lean her head back on the sofa. His thin lips seemed to want to burn her neck. After a while, he let her go, and his warm big palm fell on her red lips. Then, he kissed her fiercely. Every time Song Yuyan was startled, Nan Zeyu would kiss her unexpectedly with his thin lips.

Song Yuyan frowned and said in a trembling voice: That's enough, you just came back, I think you are hungry! Nan Zeyu left her red lips in an instant, and stared at her with his dark eyes burning.

He approached her pink and white skin, and kissed her lips intentionally or unintentionally with his thin lips, and then said in a hoarse voice: Baby, how did you know, we have had several days, baby, I want it, we...

As soon as he finished speaking, the rapid ring of the cell phone suddenly rang. The man frowned and his face darkened. Before Song Yuyan could react, Nan Zeyu had quickly sealed her tempting strawberry red lips. He kissed her red lips like eating ice cream, and slowly his big hand around her waist moved down a little bit.

Song Yuyan made a sound of "Mmmmm" and twisted her waist constantly, not knowing that she was starting a fire. The phone was still ringing. Nan Zeyu gently picked her up from the sofa. Song Yuyan was confused by his kiss. She sat on his lap in a daze. He looked at her rosy cheeks and said in a low voice: "Baby, you are starting a fire, help me put it out, um..."

Although Song Yuyan's consciousness was gradually fading, she still heard Nan Zeyu's cell phone ringing. She stared at him in a daze, and said in a breathless voice: You, um...no, your cell phone is ringing, Ayu.

As he spoke, the man's big hand was already on her shoulder. He was teasing her all over his body as if he were electrocuted. Nan Zeyu kissed her left cheek with his thin lips and panted: "No matter what, Brett is not as important as you, my wife. No one is more important than you. Baby, let's continue!"

Slowly, her consciousness was sinking a little bit, until the man had already pressed her on the sofa, he lowered his eyes and panted: Baby, baby, Song Yuyan, wife. After that, he lowered his head, Song Yuyan's face was red like dripping blood, she couldn't use any strength.

The cell phone was still ringing, but the two people on the sofa were getting a little crazy. The girl was panting due to the man's teasing, and her body couldn't stop trembling again and again. The man kept teasing, provoking, and gently soothing her until she gave up struggling and enjoyed the wonderful peak with him.