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

In the blink of an eye, three days passed quickly, and Nan's father was about to set off to Jiangdu. Song Yuyan had just finished washing and walked out of the bathroom. When she walked out of the bathroom and was about to go to her room, there was a light knock on the door. Her heart skipped a beat, and she was afraid that it was Xia Rounuan again. Her face turned pale, and she didn't know why. Knowing that Xia Rounuan was not far from her room, she felt very uneasy.

Song Yuyan paused for a moment, stopped, turned around, and slowly walked towards the door. When she reached the door, her breathing became heavier. It's okay, Song Yuyan. Nan Zeyu and Bai Xun are here. Besides, it's broad daylight now. What dare Xia Rounuan do to you?

Song Yuyan's forehead was sweating from nervousness, her watery eyes trembled, the knock on the door was very light, but it made Song Yuyan breathe nervously, and she hesitated whether to open the door or not...

A gentle and faint smile came from outside the door: "It's me, Xiaoyan, Uncle Nan, I wonder if you are awake?" When Song Yuyan heard that it was Nan Zeyu's father, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yuyan immediately tidied up her princess curly hair and skirt, adjusted her breathing, smiled sweetly, held the door handle with her little hand, and slowly opened the door. Outside the door, Nan's father was standing outside, pulling a suitcase in one hand and holding a delicate little box in the other.

When Song Yuyan saw Nan's father, her whole face became nervous again. She stood there stupidly. Nan's father looked at Song Yuyan's stupid appearance and couldn't help laughing and said, "What's wrong? Xiaoyan, by the way, I just went downstairs to get you today's dessert, which is strawberry mousse flavor."

As he spoke, Father Nan raised the pink box in his right hand. Song Yuyan looked at the box and smiled. She said obediently, "Okay, thank you, Uncle Nan. Please come in!" I just woke up, too, Uncle.

Song Yuyan sat on the sofa with her hands and feet feeling so awkward and nervous, her legs trembling slightly. Father Nan smiled gently, glanced at Song Yuyan, and said slowly: "As for me, I will leave for Jiangdu today, and I have completed my business trip. Xiaoyan, when will you and Xiaoyu return to Ancheng?"

Song Yuyan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Father Nan who was sitting opposite her with a gentle smile on his face. She blinked her large, crystal-clear, transparent and bright eyes, looked at Father Nan steadily and tenderly, and said with a sweet smile: "Well, we have to wait until A Yu finishes his business trip in the UK, and then I will go back to Ancheng with him, uncle."

Father Nan nodded slightly, he glanced at his watch, then looked up at Song Yuyan and smiled kindly: "It's noon now, I wonder if Xiaoyu is awake? I'm taking a flight back to Jiangdu tonight, and there are still a few hours left. If you're not busy, I think Xiaoyu, you and I can take a walk around the hotel together."

Song Yuyan was stunned. She was going to walk around the hotel with Nan Zeyu's father? Her legs were shaking with nervousness. Song Yuyan looked at Nan's father, her eyebrows were as sweet as honey, and she smiled warmly: "Okay, but, uncle, call A Yu, the three of us will go together."

Father Nan smiled with joy, patted the sofa happily, stroked his chin, and said with joy: That's exactly what I meant, Xiaoyan, I don't have much time to accompany Xiaoyu normally, it's just that this time I came to the UK, and it happened that this kid is also in the UK, so I wanted to accompany him.

Song Yuyan understood that it was said that Nan Zeyu and his father did not have a very deep relationship. In the beginning, he really hated his father with a vengeance. But after Ye's mother woke up in the United States, Nan Zeyu's attitude towards his father changed, from hatred to affection for father and son.

In the room, on the big bed in the presidential suite, a man with a handsome and evil face, clear features, cold as ice, and handsome eyebrows and eyes carved like a painting, is sleeping quietly. His eyelashes, eyebrows, thin lips, and the perfect and impeccable nose created by God are so beautiful that one glance at him will make you forget to stop breathing.

His skin was fair and delicate, as white as ice, without a single flaw or shortcoming. At this moment, a cell phone rang. The man frowned unhappily when he heard the ringing of the phone. He slowly opened his dark eyes, which were as dark, deep and bottomless as a ghost. His pupils turned and his eyes raised.

His whole face was as cold as ice. The man slowly got up from the bed and sat cross-legged on the bed. Nan Zeyu had not woken up yet, and his breathing was still full of deep breath. After a few seconds, he raised his head, glanced in the direction of the pillow, and reached out to take the mobile phone next to him with the screen still on.

Without even thinking, he knew who it was. Nan Zeyu pressed the answer button, lowered his eyelashes, and said in a sharp voice: What time is it, Dad? I'm still sleeping... After a while, Nan Zeyu woke up instantly. He looked up, his dark eyes gradually widened and then shrank. He pursed his thin lips and said in a hurried voice: Okay, wait for me, I'll be there soon. Xiaoyan is here too, right? Got it.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zeyu got out of bed as quickly as possible, changed his clothes, and then stood up and walked out of the room. Song Yuyan raised her hand to check the time on her watch. It was almost noon. Did this bastard wake up at this time? He really knew how to sleep.

Thinking of last night, her face turned red. She didn't know how long he had been taking a bath in the bathroom, but she kept hearing the man's heavy breathing in the bathroom. She knew what the sound was without even thinking about it. Her whole face turned red to her toes.

When Song Yuyan was about to fall asleep, she vaguely heard the footsteps of Nan Zeyu approaching. He kissed her red lips for a long time until she was almost unable to breathe. He let her go, stroked her red little face, and said gently: "Little girl, look how you tortured me. Okay, go to sleep quickly. I'm going back to my room too."

Then, she felt herself being gently picked up by him, carried into the room, put on the bed, covered with a quilt, and kissed lightly on her forehead before he stood up, turned around, and left the room, and heard the sound of the door closing, which couldn't be any softer.

Father Nan looked at Song Yuyan, who was sitting on the sofa with her face red to her ears and her hands and feet fluttering around with a puzzled look on her face. He frowned and asked in confusion: Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, what's wrong? Why are you blushing like this? Are you feeling uncomfortable?

When Song Yuyan heard someone calling her name, she came back to her senses instantly, looked up, and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She actually thought about how she and Nan Zeyu almost did that in the room last night... She actually laughed.

Song Yuyan shook her head, looked at Nan's father embarrassedly, and said with a confused smile: No, no, no, I'm fine, uncle, I'm not feeling unwell anywhere, Song Yuyan, can you be a little more motivated? She smiled like that and wished she could slap herself until she fainted.

You are actually thinking about that in front of your future father-in-law, are you really crazy? That damned wild wolf Nan Zeyu, it's all his fault, he has completely led this innocent and sweet little boy astray. Song Yuyan frowned her eyebrows, and looked towards Nan's father with gentle eyes as bright as a pool of autumn water.

She clenched her fists little by little, and her back teeth were bitten so hard that they hurt. Suddenly, the door was opened suddenly, and Song Yuyan turned her head to see the man walking towards her quickly, with an indifferent expression, straddling his legs and walking towards her.

When Nan Zeyu saw that his beloved wife was there, his eyes softened to the extreme. He walked forward. Song Yuyan held his warm big hand. The man sat beside her gently, looking at her deeply with his dark, deep, bottomless and soft eyes.

He held her small hand tightly with his big hand, interlocking their fingers. Then, he turned his head away, and looked directly at his stern father sitting on the sofa opposite him with his black eyes as cold as ice and sharp as a blade. His face was indifferent and he said indifferently: Dad, what time is your flight back to Jiangdu tonight? I'll let Bai Xun take you to the airport.

Father Nan sat up straight and looked at his arrogant son who was holding hands with Song Yuyan. His face darkened and he said sternly: "Okay, but, Xiaoyu, can you accompany dad today, just today, okay?"

Nan Zeyu's face was stunned, his deep dark eyes flashed with disbelief, looking at his father, he pursed his thin lips and said nothing, his obsidian eyes staring at his father unblinkingly. It had been so many years, this was the first time he had said such words, he asked him to accompany him, today, his tone was so earnest.

Song Yuyan turned to look at Nan Zeyu, and saw the look of disbelief in his eyes. He couldn't believe that these were the words his father said to him. Song Yuyan shook his big hand back, looked at his eyes as gentle as water, smiled as sweet as honey and dazzlingly said: Ayu, just promise your uncle and accompany him. He will go back to Jiangdu tonight. Don't you want to accompany your uncle?

The man looked at his father, his black eyes glared at his father, he curled his lips and smiled softly, his face soft and said: Okay, Dad, I will accompany you. When Song Yuyan heard Nan Zeyu say this, she smiled sweetly and touchingly. That sweet smile melted his heart little by little. He raised his hand and rubbed the little guy's head lovingly and said with a doting face: And you, today, I will accompany you too, baby.

Father Nan looked at how his son doted on his daughter-in-law and smiled knowingly. It seemed that this boy really loved this girl. In the past, he had never seen such a gentle smile on his face. He always had a stern face when facing her, as if he, his father, did not exist.

Ever since this girl named Song Yuyan appeared, his son has completely changed. As long as Xiaoyu loves her, their Nan family will naturally not treat her unfairly. It can be seen that this is his son's deep love. The three of them got up from the sofa at the same time, walked to the door, opened it, and left the room.

The man held the little guy's arm, and Nan's father followed behind him with a gentle smile. The three of them walked to the door of the hotel together. The doorman respectfully opened the door. Have you been out for too long? As soon as Song Yuyan stepped out of the hotel door, she felt the cold wind outside the hotel made her body shiver violently.

Seeing this, Nan Zeyu stopped, turned around, quickly took off his fur coat, and then draped it steadily over the little guy's shoulders. Song Yuyan blushed, turned her head, and stared at the man's gentle eyes. His black eyes were as deep as if filled with sea water, and their deep black eyes bewitched her like a whirlpool and hit her heart.

Nan Zeyu's lips curled up into a gentle smile, and he said softly: "Be good, baby, put it on, it's cold outside, be obedient, okay?" The man's voice was so pleasant that it made her blush and her heart beat faster. It was low and sexy, damn gentle, soft, and it was transmitted to her ears, making her feel itchy and numb.

Song Yuyan's snow-white skin turned slightly red, her eyebrows and eyes were as smart and sweet as the moon, her red lips were half open, and she said sweetly: "Okay, I'll listen to you, husband." As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yuyan's face turned red like an apple, she hurriedly lowered her head, and twisted her fingers nervously with both hands.

Nan Zeyu was stunned, his black eyes widened instantly, his pupils contracted, and he said in shock: What did you just call me, call me again, baby, did I hear it wrong, baby, is it true?

Song Yuyan's face was already red and hot. She walked past him, tightened her coat around her shoulders, and walked quickly out of the hotel. At this time, Nan's father walked up to him with a smile on his face, looked at his son's shocked expression, and said happily: I heard it all, he called you husband, how can you hear that?

After saying that, Nan's father patted his son on the shoulder and walked out of the hotel quickly, leaving Nan Zeyu standing there in a daze, mumbling: "Husband, my baby actually called me husband, husband, she called me husband!"

Song Yuyan and Nan's father looked helplessly at the dazed man who was still standing in the hotel and had not stepped out of the hotel. The two looked at each other and said helplessly in unison: I never thought, President Nan, my son would have such a silly side.

Nan Zeyu took the little guy and his father to a western restaurant near the hotel for lunch. Nan Zeyu's mouth never stopped smiling, and he smiled foolishly. He looked at her with burning eyes and murmured with his thin lips: Wife, wife, my dear wife, my darling wife, my sweet wife.

Song Yuyan got goosebumps all over her body after hearing this. She frowned and glared at him, saying: If you keep doing this, Nan Zeyu, I will be angry, really angry. As soon as the voice fell, the president of Nan University immediately got up from the dining chair, walked around the table, hugged the little guy's neck from behind, and leaned his handsome face against her ear and said aggrievedly: I was wrong, baby, don't be angry, I was really wrong, don't be angry with me.

Song Yuyan's face turned dark, and she said in a voice as cold as ice: Sit back in your seat immediately! Of course, when the president of Nanjing University heard the icy voice of the little girl, his body trembled, he put down his hands, turned around and immediately left the little girl, sat back in his seat obediently, lowered his head and dared not speak.