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

After Nan's father came to the UK, he spent very little time in the hotel. He was busy with work during the day and only came to her room to chat at night. Nan Zeyu slept during the day and worked non-stop at night with Bai Xun and Xia Rounuan. The two went to Mr. Bright's clothing store together and returned to the hotel in the early morning. Song Yuyan sat on the sofa with Nan's father in a formal manner. Shen Jiayi also sat on the side. The atmosphere was obviously getting more and more tense. Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and turned her head to glance at Nan's father. Nan's father looked at his daughter-in-law and said in a gentle voice: What's wrong? Xiaoyan, do you have anything to say to your uncle? Song Yuyan's heart skipped a beat, and her big eyes flickered and blinked.

She turned sideways, sat up straight, her eyebrows and eyes curved like a crescent moon, her smile was like honey, her red lips gently raised like a perfect Cupid's arc, her watery, bright and clear eyes like crystal looked at Father Nan, she smiled softly and said: No, no, Father Nan, it's just that I don't know what time A Yu will be back today.

Nan's father's face suddenly darkened. He looked down at his watch and frowned. Then, he looked up at Song Yuyan and said with a cold face: This bad boy, it's almost 12 o'clock and he hasn't come back yet. Xiaoyan, wait for me, I'll call him now.

After he finished speaking, Father Nan took out a cell phone from his trouser pocket, held it in his palm, and then swiped the screen with his fingers. His eyebrows were sharp like a beast about to explode in anger. Song Yuyan's face turned pale, and she turned her head and glanced at Shen Jiayi. Shen Jiayi patted her shoulder and comforted her: It's okay, uncle, I just called to ask when President Nan will return to the hotel, it's nothing, Yanyan.

That's what she said, but seeing that Father Nan's face turned red with anger, she was still afraid. Soon, she called the president of Nan University. He frowned, pursed his thin lips, and his black eyes were dark, giving off a cold and stern aura, which made Song Yuyan's face suddenly turn as cold as paper.

Song Yuyan stared at Nan's father's profile with her trembling eyes. His brows were getting tighter and tighter. Just as the call was about to be hung up, a man's cold and low voice finally came from the other side. Nan's father opened his thin lips and said in a shocking voice: "Stinky boy, when will you return to the hotel? What time is it? Xiaoyan and I are still in your room?"

Nan Zeyu and Bai Xun sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom Extended Edition. He lazily leaned back on the back seat, holding the phone in his big hand, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as ice, which made people feel scared. He pursed his thin lips, turned his head to look out the window, and then said lightly: I'll be back after I get in the car, is that so? You let Xiaoyan go back to the room to sleep first, and you don't have to wait for me!

When Song Yuyan heard Nan Zeyu telling her not to wait for him on the phone, she immediately got angry, her face turned red, and she shouted angrily: Nan Zeyu, how can you talk like this? I'm waiting for you to come back one day, what do you mean by talking like this?

The man was startled, his dark eyes suddenly widened, Xiaoyan was actually right beside him, she was really waiting for him in his room with his father... Nan's father's face suddenly turned cold, he said coldly: What are you talking about, Xiaoyan is waiting for you because she is afraid that you didn't have dinner or something, she is worried about you, Nan Zeyu, I order you, you must be at the hotel entrance in fifteen minutes, otherwise, I will take Xiaoyan away from England, you can do whatever you want!

After saying that, Nan's father's face turned black with anger, and he hung up the call. Song Yuyan was stunned, not daring to breathe. Is Nan's father really angry? Nan's father turned his head and looked at his daughter-in-law gently. His eyes softened instantly, and he said gently: This kid is too unreasonable. I am just angry that he talked to you like this. You said, you are still worried about him. He said this. Xiaoyan, don't worry, your uncle will not let you suffer any grievances.

As he spoke, Father Nan smiled gently with kind eyes. He held the back of Song Yuyan's hands with both hands and stared at the bewildered Song Yuyan with a righteous look on his face. Song Yuyan opened her eyes slightly, her crystal clear eyes widened dully, her red lips half opened, and she looked stunned.

In the car, Nan Zeyu heard the beeping sound from the phone. His face instantly turned cold as ice and his brows furrowed. He turned to look at Bai Xun and said angrily: Tell that guy to drive faster. My dad wants to take Xiaoyan away and take her away from England. No, that’s my wife. Why is he taking my wife away?

Nan Zeyu was like an eggplant hit by frost, slumped in his seat in a daze, his thin lips still muttering in anger and dissatisfaction: No, Nan Zhefang, that's my wife, why the hell did you take my wife away? She's my wife, are you crazy...

His eyes were bloodshot, his black pupils were full of fire, and his sinister pupils were filled with cruelty. When Bai Xun saw President Nan like this, he shrank his body, immediately stood up, half bent over, and walked to the front.

After a while, the Rolls-Royce Phantom extended version suddenly sped up, scaring Xia Rounuan so much that her face turned pale. Her hand that was holding the phone to watch the video trembled, and then she fell to the ground shaking.

Bai Xun looked at Xia Rounuan, who had fallen to the ground from the seat on the right, not knowing what had happened. He looked calm and said in a cold voice: "I'm sorry, Miss Xia. Director Nan said that if we don't get to the door of the hotel room within fifteen minutes, he will take the young lady away from England, so..."

Xia Rounuan was stunned, her pupils widened, and she looked at Bai Xun with a cold face. She was so angry that her chest was rising with anger. She tightened her fists a little bit, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Ah, so that's it, no wonder I said, it's okay, it's okay, that, Brother Xiaoyu, is he okay?"

Bai Xun was stunned for a moment, and glanced at President Nan, who was still muttering in anger and dissatisfaction, with a face as cold as ice, which made people feel scared. His body trembled, and he turned his head and looked at Xia Rounuan, smiling calmly and said: Don't worry, the President is fine, just sit down.

In the room, Father Nan looked at Song Yuyan's eyes, which were as clear and moving as crystal, with gentle eyes. He smiled gently and asked: Xiaoyan, when you and Xiaoyu were in Ancheng, did he talk to you like this? It's okay, just tell your uncle boldly, and I will teach him a lesson for you.

As Father Nan was about to rub his hands together, Song Yuyan met Father Nan's soft dark eyes. She smiled awkwardly and said: No, really not, Uncle, A Yu is really good to me. When I am hungry, he will cook for me in the evening.

Father Nan obviously didn't believe it. He frowned, then shook his head and glared at Song Yuyan. His handsome face was cold and he said in a cold voice: "It's impossible. That boy would be so good. Don't I know what he is like? Xiaoyan, there's no need to speak for him."

Song Yuyan tried her best to explain, but Shen Jiayi interrupted her and held her wrist with her little hand. Song Yuyan turned her head and stared at Shen Jiayi with a questioning look on her face. Shen Jiayi smiled and said, "Yanyan, just answer whatever your uncle says. Mr. Nan's uncle is speaking for you, so just follow his wishes!"

Song Yuyan frowned and was about to speak to Shen Jiayi when there was a sudden knock on the door. Father Nan quickly stood up and walked to the door. He opened the door and saw his son, his assistant and an extremely seductive girl standing outside.

Nan Zeyu looked at the person who opened the door. It was not his beloved wife, but his father. His face darkened, and his cold black eyes looked straight at his father with a cruel aura. He said coldly: Dad, what are you doing? Where is Xiaoyan? Where is she? Is she gone?

As he spoke, Nan Zeyu passed his father with lightning-fast steps, pushed his father aside with his big hand, and then walked into the room. Nan's father was so angry that his face turned red. He turned around and looked at his son's behavior. He scolded him unhappily: Nan Zeyu, you are so good...

Bai Xun and Xia Rounuan were both stunned and looked at each other. Song Yuyan was sitting on the sofa. Suddenly, she saw Nan Zeyu running towards her from the door. She quickly stood up and stared at Nan Zeyu in a daze.

Before she could react, the man appeared in front of her like a gust of wind, grabbed her with his big hands, and then brought her into his arms. He put his chin on her shoulder blade and panted in a low voice: I was so scared, I was so scared, I thought, I thought, I thought you were leaving England, Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan didn't know what was going on while being held by him, she saw Bai Xun and Xia Rounuan, as well as Nan's father who was red with anger, coming over. Song Yuyan looked at Xia Rounuan who was beside Bai Xun. At this moment, she was glaring at her with blazing eyes and clenched fists. She tried hard to break free from his restraints, but he held her tighter and tighter, and she couldn't break free.

Father Nan looked at his son hugging his daughter-in-law, and he smiled lightly and said: "Okay, okay, okay, where are the others? Xiaoyu, it's late, you guys go to bed early, I'm going back to my room, you little brat, don't think I'm just talking casually, if you come a little later, I will really take your wife away from England."

Song Yuyan was completely dumbfounded. She was still being held tightly by him. His big hands were around her waist. She couldn't move at all. Her legs had no strength. Shen Jiayi got up from the sofa. She turned sideways, glanced at Song Yuyan, and said gently: Okay, Yanyan, Mr. Nan, it's getting late. You should go to bed early. I'll take Uncle Nan back to his room and won't disturb you.

Then, Shen Jiayi turned around and walked to Nan's father, took Nan's father's arm, and pulled Bai Xun and Xia Rounuan to the door. Song Yuyan heard the sound of the door closing, she raised her hand and hit him on the back, angrily saying: Enough, Nan Zeyu, let me go, I can't breathe, do you hear me?

The man still didn't react. He held the little one in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his bones, fearing that if he really let go of her, his beloved wife would really leave him. Nan Zeyu's body suddenly trembled, and he said in a painful voice: Let me hold you like this, don't let me let go, push me away, Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan's body stiffened, her heart beating up and down, his voice was full of deep pain, she lowered her head, then raised her hand and patted his back, her voice soft: What's wrong? Ah Yu, no, I won't leave you, okay, hold me.

As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged her tighter. Song Yuyan frowned, her arms were almost numb. She patted his back, the man's pleasant and charming scent filled her nose, his strong and warm chest, and his warm big hands were placed on her waist, hugging her tightly.

Her heart was beating like thunder, her face was red, and her little face was as pink as a peach. The man just held the little girl tightly, and the little girl just let him hold her quietly and didn't dare to move. After an unknown amount of time, Nan Zeyu's arms left his arms, and then slowly let go of her.

The little girl had a rosy face. He gently lifted her chin. Song Yuyan's face was as rosy as a peach, as charming as a delicate peach. Her eyes were sparkling and watery. She looked at Nan Zeyu's gentle, handsome, and extremely soft face with blushing eyes.

Seeing her like this, his heart felt numb. His deep eyes, as black as obsidian, stared at such a beautiful girl. His handsome face moved closer and closer to her. Song Yuyan's heartbeat was as loud as thunder and drum, and his sexy hormones approached her little by little.

She was unable to resist. The next second, his hot thin lips pressed fiercely against her red lips. He tossed and turned, and drove straight into her. His thin lips easily pried open her lips and teeth, entangled with the sweetness in her mouth. The kiss was as violent as a storm. The little girl's whole body seemed to be unable to hold on, and her legs were about to fall to the ground.

The moment he kissed her lips, he slowly loosened the fingers that were holding her chin and instead hugged her slender waist. Song Yuyan instinctively hugged his neck. His kiss went deeper, and Song Yuyan's brain went blank. She didn't know how to react...

Slowly, his kiss became extremely sexy, teasing her lips and teeth, making her body numb as if an electric current was running through her body. Suddenly, he let go of her with a low gasp, and put his thin lips on her ear, murmuring in a hoarse voice: Baby, kiss me, answer me, um...

He kissed her red and hot ear bones little by little, and she shuddered and coquettishly murmured: "No, no, no, okay, I get it." The man smiled coquettishly, and he left her pink face. The little girl stood on tiptoe and held his handsome face in her hands.

Looking at the handsome man who made her heart beat faster, she forgot how to breathe. She leaned close to his thin lips in a daze, closed her eyes, pressed her red lips against his thin lips, and kissed him softly, bit by bit.