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

Xia Rounuan didn't know how she walked into the room. She staggered open the door, her body obviously frightened, and even her legs were shaking slightly when she walked. She staggered into the room, trembling, walked to the sofa, and accidentally fell on the carpet. Her disheveled hair hung behind her head. She hugged her knees, staring at the ceiling with empty brown eyes in shock. Suddenly, her pupils widened, and a sinister flash flashed in her sharp fox eyes.

She clenched her hands little by little into fists, her fist bones seemed to be broken, her chest was panting violently, her fingernails pinched the palms of her hands little by little, and her charming little face suddenly curled her lips in a cold smile and said coldly: Okay, now, even a little assistant dares to warn me, then I want to see, Song Yuyan, I, Xia Rounuan, will put you to death, who can stop me.

Her pupils widened so wide that they seemed to be about to burst out, which was terrifying. Her pink lips were bleeding from biting them, but Xia Rounuan did not feel any pain at all. Her back teeth were clattering as she bit them. Now, she was completely blinded by the idea that she wanted Song Yuyan to die.

She didn't care about anything. She just wanted Song Yuyan to die. Only when she died would Nan Zeyu come back to her. Nan Ze was originally hers, and she was his white moonlight. Why did Song Yuyan...

Xia Rounuan suddenly howled in pain, and said angrily: I don't want it, I don't want it, I want Brother Xiaoyu, Nan Zeyu is mine, no, Song Yuyan, I must make you die, I must!

She howled hysterically like a madman, and a corner of the carpet was crushed by her. Xia Rounuan's face turned red from crying, her body was shaking, and her voice was almost hoarse.

In the room, Bai Xun had just closed the door when he was suddenly awakened by the intoxicatingly handsome man on the bed. His pair of dark eyes, as deep and bottomless as the sea at night, slowly opened, and his eyebrows, eyes and eyelashes were as beautiful as a painting.

Nan Zeyu supported himself on the bed with his arms, slowly sat up, threw off the quilt and got out of bed, glanced at the bedside table with his dark eyes, stood up, walked to the bedside table, picked up the phone, turned it on, and swiped the screen.

The time displayed on the phone was British time, 10 o'clock. I wonder if the little guy is awake at this time? He is not used to waking up without her... He lowered his eyes to look at the phone screen, holding the phone, and was about to walk out the door.

His cell phone rang. He stiffened and paused. He looked down at the phone and saw the caller was "Nan Zhefang", his father, because he did not have the word "father" marked in his phone, only his name.

Nan Zeyu frowned and his face darkened. His father was away from home all year round. He also had a company and a villa in another city. The villa in Ancheng was not important to him. He would not even bother to pay attention to it, let alone go home...

Despite this, he is still his father. Nan Zeyu quickly swiped the screen of his phone and put the phone to his ear. As soon as the call was connected, he heard a middle-aged man's calm, gentle and shallow laugh. Nan Zeyu stopped and turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling window in the room.

When Nanzhefang heard his son answer his call, he was so happy that he said slowly with a smile and surprise: "Son, Xiaoyu, um, are you and Xiaoyan okay? I'm going to get on the plane soon, so I'll call you."

Nan Zeyu's face was tense, he pursed his thin lips, narrowed his dark eyes, and said in a light voice: "Well, it's okay, what's wrong?" Dad, I'm not here, Ancheng Xiaoyan is not here either, she and I are both in England.

Nan Zhefang had already walked to the cabin door with his suitcase. The stewardess walked down the cabin ladder quickly. Nan Zeyu heard the rumbling sound over there. He frowned and said in a cold voice: Dad, where are you? Why is it so noisy over there...

Nan Zhefang followed the stewardess into the cabin. The stewardess took him to find a seat. He walked carefully in the aisle with his phone in his hand. He quickly replied gently: "Ah, Dad is going to England. What a coincidence. I will arrive in England in the evening. I will go to England on a business trip for a few days. How come Xiaoyan is also in England? Could it be that you...?"

Nan Zeyu held the phone in his hand, listening to his father's voice on the phone, and then he responded calmly: Oh, we had a fight, and then, I happened to come to the UK on a business trip, and she was brought here by her best friend, and now she is in the same hotel with me.

Nan Zhefang was already sitting in his seat. His face turned pale, his thin lips pursed tightly, his brows knitted, and he asked anxiously: "Why, how could it be, why did you quarrel? Everything was fine, because, what? Xiaoyu, did you say something bad about her first? Ah!

The middle-aged man's voice was reprimanding Leng Han in an urgent manner. Nan Zeyu's face instantly turned cold like ice. He pursed his thin lips tightly, and his sharp black eyes emitted a dark cold light. He held the phone in his hand and said nothing. What should he say? He said that his daughter-in-law was talking and laughing with another man and he saw her...

Nan Zhefang frowned, took down his phone, looked at it, and said helplessly into the phone: Forget it, you are always silent like this, wait until I come and talk, Xiaoyu, I will arrive in the UK in the evening, I'll hang up first.

Nan Zeyu suddenly came back to his senses and said in a cold voice: "Okay, I'll ask Bai Xun to pick you up at the airport, and then let him take you to the hotel." After hanging up the phone, Nan Zeyu walked quickly to the door of the room, opened the door, and walked out of the door.

Turning around, he saw Bai Xun with his head down on the sofa. Nan Zeyu walked over quickly. Bai Xun heard the footsteps and looked up suddenly. He stood up quickly. Nan Zeyu walked over quickly, stopped, looked at him, and gave him a cold look. Bai Xun smiled sincerely and said: "CEO, good morning, Brett doesn't have any schedule today. Call me later, but, CEO..."

Before Bai Xun could finish his words, Nan Zeyu interrupted him quickly and said sternly: Go to the airport to pick up my dad in the evening. He is coming to the UK on a business trip for a few days. He will arrive in the UK in the evening, Bai Xun.

Bai Xun was stunned, his amber eyes trembled, and he stared at the cold, icy, and handsome President Nan standing in front of him. He slowed down, then responded seriously: Okay, I understand, President.

Bai Xun thought about seeing Xia Rounuan at the door just now. He was wondering whether he should tell the president about this. Nan Zeyu glared at Bai Xun, his dark and sharp eyes staring at him, and said coldly: What's the matter? Bai Xun

Bai Xun was so frightened that his body went straight and cold sweat suddenly broke out all over his body. He carefully raised his eyes to look at the president who was as cold as ice, shook his head lightly, and said with a gentle smile: It's okay, President, it's okay!

But he couldn't let the president know that he was going to let him handle the matter between the young lady and Miss Xia? If President Nan knew, his life would be in danger again. But Nan Zeyu seemed to have seen something, and suddenly, he took a few steps forward.

Bai Xun was so scared that he wanted to step back. Just when he was about to question Bai Xun again, there was a knock on the door. Nan Zeyu turned his head and looked at the door. Without much hesitation, he turned around and walked quickly towards the door.

When he opened the door, he saw the girl's sweet and blushing face, looking at him with a sweet smile. Nan Zeyu's heart warmed, and his thin lips curled up gently. The man grabbed the petite, sweet and beautiful girl outside the door, and then hugged her tightly in his arms.

The girl's face turned red when she was hugged by the man. She frowned and said sweetly: Well, you hug me too tight, ah, I can't breathe, no, let me go, um, do you hear me!

Nan Zeyu raised his hand, lowered his eyes, and gently held up Song Yuyan's snow-white face. Her face was as rosy as peach blossoms, her skin was as white and crystal clear as snowflakes, and she had a pair of clear and bright peach eyes like crystal. She looked up at him as if she was a little aggrieved.

Her strawberry-red lips were pouted high in righteousness. He looked at her softly with his black eyes, lowered his head, moved close to her moist red lips, kissed her red lips, and then said softly: Okay, baby, I'm just too happy to see you, don't be angry, okay, um.

Song Yuyan's lips were pouted in anger, her face flushed, and her watery eyes were glaring at her. Nan Zeyu's heart softened as he saw her like this, and he grasped her waist tightly with his other big hand, pulling her body deeper into his arms.

Without any warning, he kissed her rosy lips, went straight in, and kissed her softly. Before Song Yuyan was ready, her legs became weak from his kiss. She obediently let him hold her face and kiss her softly. Her lips and teeth were filled with his scent, and Song Yuyan's little face turned even pinker.

After the kiss, Nan Zeyu bent down, bent his legs, and picked up Song Yuyan horizontally. The two walked into the room. Bai Xun turned his head and saw that the person in the president's arms was the sweet and lovely young lady. He walked towards him with a smile on his face as if he had seen a savior. Song Yuyan was so shy that she arched her back into Nan Zeyu's arms.

She turned her head and said in a muffled voice: Bai Bai Bai Xun, good morning, I... Bai Xun looked at the young lady who turned her head, and then carefully glanced at the president with a cold face. He lowered his head suddenly. Nan Zeyu glanced at Bai Xun coldly, his black eyes as cold as ice staring at him coldly, and said coldly word by word: Tell me about your matter clearly when you return to Ancheng, Bai Xun.

Song Yuyan turned her head like a curious baby, looking at Bai Xun with a sweet face. Her laughter was so sweet that it made people's hearts tremble. She laughed out loud: "Ah, Bai Xun, what else are you hiding from A Yu? You are really brave..."

Song Yuyan's smile was sweet and refreshing, just like a glass of fresh and delicious fruit juice. Nan Zeyu raised his hand and rubbed her little head, saying with a gentle face: Okay, baby, you can only smile at me, um...

Bai Xun saw that the atmosphere was not right. He looked at the president in astonishment and said anxiously: "Well, I, President, I'm going back to my room first. I'll go back to the airport to pick up Director Nan later. Goodbye, President!"

After saying that, Bai Xun bowed respectfully to President Nan, then glanced at the young lady and said with a wry smile: "Excuse me, young lady, please chat with the president slowly." Then, he turned sideways and walked quickly to the door of the room.

After Bai Xun left, the man's face turned cold. The girl was nervous, her face slightly red, her watery eyes widened in shock, she lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, tightly grasping his collar, without saying a word.

Nan Zeyu's face was as cold as a frozen ice cube. He crossed his legs and walked quickly to the sofa, and carried the little one in his arms to the sofa. Song Yuyan still lowered her head and did not dare to speak. Nan Zeyu sat next to her, lowered his eyes, and stared at him coldly with his dark black eyes. He pursed his thin lips and said coldly: Did you hear what I said, Song Yuyan, um.

Song Yuyan's body trembled nervously. She looked up in shock and looked at the handsome man in front of her whose face was as cold as ice. She looked at him with a pair of crystal clear eyes as bright as the galaxy, and they were full of water and twinkling with starlight.

With her red lips half opened, she said cautiously: "Okay, I get it, please don't be angry, Ayu." After that, she scratched his wrist like a kitten. The man didn't have a temper anymore. He calmed down instantly, curled his lips and said gently: "Call me husband, don't call me by my name, let's do it again!"

Song Yuyan looked at him and her face turned pale. She was about to step back, but Nan Zeyu raised his hands and gently pinched both sides of her cheeks. His gentle black eyes stared straight at her rosy little face. She puffed out her cheeks, frowned her eyebrows, and looked at him sweetly with a pair of watery, clear and transparent eyes like crystal.

His deep black eyes seemed to want to see her into his eyes. Looking at Song Yuyan, Nan Zeyu smiled gently and said softly: Baby, be good, I want to hear you call me husband, okay.

As he spoke, Nan Zeyu tilted his head and kissed her on the left cheek. Song Yuyan opened her frightened red lips and exclaimed nervously: "Old, old, old, husband, husband, okay, I shouted, um...

The next second, the man's possessiveness took over and he kissed her red lips possessively. Before Song Yuyan could react, Nan Zeyu forcefully demanded a kiss from her. He gently twisted the little girl's body, and Song Yuyan suddenly leaned on the sofa with her legs crossed on it.

He went straight in, taking the sweetness from her mouth directly, then lifted her two small hands, placed them on top of her head, clasped them tightly with his big palms, and kissed her delicate red lips with his thin lips. The kiss made Song Yuyan feel dizzy, blank, and at a loss, and she could only stare blankly with her pupils wide open.