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

Song Yuyan didn't know how Nan Zeyu picked her up. She only knew that from the moment he fed her cappuccino to when she crawled out from his coat and then when he picked her up from his legs, she was completely dazed and her whole face was red. The man was holding his beloved baby like he was unwilling to let go for a moment. The little girl felt his strong heartbeat in his arms, and her whole body was as hot as a cooked duck.

Father Nan looked at his son hugging his beloved little wife. He turned sideways, glanced at Song Yuyan and chuckled: Look at what you have done to Xiaoyan. She doesn't even dare to show her face now. Hey, put her down quickly, Xiaoyu.

Nan Zeyu's dark eyes exuded a biting chill, his dark pupils sank to the bottom of his eyes, he stared coldly at his father, opened his thin lips slightly, and said coldly: I don't, this is my wife, I can do whatever I want, Dad, don't worry about it.

When Song Yuyan heard Nan Zeyu say this, her face turned pale, she stared at him with wide eyes, and said with a look of reproach: "You bastard, you're still panting even though I gave you a chance, right? Put me down quickly, do you hear me, Nan Zeyu!"

A certain CEO, as if he didn't hear what his beloved wife said, held the little girl's pink face with one hand, lowered his eyes, glanced at her with his dark eyes, and said softly: I won't, little girl, who made you so sweet, do you know how sweet you are...

Song Yuyan's face suddenly turned red with anger. Her watery eyes were covered with little flames of anger. She frowned and stared fiercely at the handsome man in front of her who made her helpless. Damn it, she really had no way to deal with him.

The little girl frowned, her little red face was angry, she puffed up her little red lips, and whispered angrily: Okay, okay, that's how you are, right? It seems that you have completely forgotten about the last time I bit your shoulder!

The man was not afraid of the little guy's warning at all. Instead of getting angry, he smiled, his thin lips curled up in an evil and cool smile and said: Baby, if you want to do it here... I don't mind. Anyway, I do want to do it now, um!

Song Yuyan's chest began to rise and fall with anger, and her snow-white skin turned as red as a cooked duck. She clenched her back teeth, stared at the man with a wicked smile in her watery eyes, lowered her posture, and said softly: Okay, I don't dare anymore, Ayu, okay.

Nan Zeyu's ears felt hot and his body stiffened. Damn it, her sweet voice, did she know how seductive it was when she spoke like that? He frowned, his deep black eyes met her soft and smiling eyes deeply, and he put his thin lips against her ear and panted: Little guy, you...Okay, I'll play with you when we get back to the hotel.

Little guy, look how I am going to play you to death this time. If I don't break you, I, Nan Zeyu, won't let you step out of my room. The silly Song Yuyan didn't know what Nan Zeyu meant by this. She smiled and said sweetly: I won't dare anymore, really, Ayu.

In fact, she just knew what it meant, but she wanted to pretend that she didn't know what he meant. To see if he would be kind enough to let her go, the man held her tighter, and Song Yuyan also hugged his neck tighter.

She lowered her eyelashes, and the man's smile was as gentle as a spring breeze, which made people intoxicated. He said in a slow and sweet voice: "Little guy, don't lower your head. It's impossible. I will have fun with you when we get back to the hotel. Baby, you asked for it."

Song Yuyan pursed her red lips and closed her eyes tightly. It's over, it's over, I can't escape his clutches again. His physical strength seems to be inexhaustible. He can last hundreds of rounds. Her little face turned hot and red again.

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan's blushing face in his arms, and he continued in a faint voice: Who told you to talk to me like that just now? You should know that I have no self-control at all with you, and you still...

Suddenly, the back door of the coffee shop was opened. Nan Zeyu heard the sound of the back door opening. He turned around and his father walked over quickly. Father Nan looked at his son and smiled maliciously. He pretended not to know and said calmly: Okay, Xiaoyan, Xiaoyu, I have paid for the coffee. Where else do we want to go now?

How could Song Yuyan dare to look up? Her little face must be very red. She was trembling all over after hearing what Nan Zeyu said to her just now. Nan's father noticed that Song Yuyan lowered her eyebrows and hugged his son's neck with her little hands. He knew that the couple was flirting with each other again and saying those blushing little love words.

The three of them got on the most luxurious sightseeing bus in the UK and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the UK. The little one in her arms suddenly poked out her little head, blinked her big watery eyes, pouted her red lips, and looked up at the handsome man who was smiling with an indulgent look on his face.

Their eyes met at the same time, and they were slightly startled. Nan Zeyu looked at her charming, smart and sweet face, and said lovingly: What's the matter? Now you are willing to come out, baby, look, isn't the scenery in England beautiful?

The man raised his hand and held the little girl's hand tightly, and held the petite girl tightly in his arms. She stood with her legs and leaned her head on his shoulder. The sweet milk scent on her body stimulated his nasal cavity, and he suddenly had an urge to kiss the little girl until she fainted.

Song Yuyan leaned on Nan Zeyu's shoulder, her hands were tightly held by him, she smiled, her smile was as sweet as honey, and said with joy: "It's beautiful, I thought Britain was the most beautiful at night, but I didn't expect that Britain is so beautiful during the day, right?" Ayu.

The little girl's voice was as sweet as honey, with uncontrollable joy, lingering in the man's ears, tingling and tempting. The man put his big hand around her shoulders and said in a gentle voice: Beautiful, the same beauty during the day and at night, baby.

Father Nan was holding a bag with many things he had bought in a British store after crossing the bridge. He put the bag on a shelf of the sightseeing car, turned around and looked at his son and his beloved wife standing on their legs and admiring the beautiful scenery of Britain.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Oh, when can I pamper my Xuanxuan like my son, take her out to play, and accompany her?" Thinking of this, Nan Zhefang couldn't help feeling depressed. He rarely went home, ignored his wife, and left her alone in the villa. He felt that he was really not a good husband.

But there was nothing he could do. Jiangdu's new company had just gone public not long ago, and there was too much work to do in terms of social engagements and cooperation, so he simply couldn't spare the time. He took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket. The breeze on the sightseeing bus was neither too strong nor too weak, and it felt very comfortable blowing on his cheeks.

Nan Zhefang swiped the screen of his phone and found his wife's cell phone number in the call log. He dialed the number with trembling fingers, then put it to his ear. Beep, beep, the phone kept ringing, but no one answered?

Just as the call was about to be hung up, a middle-aged woman's gentle, clear and indifferent voice came from the phone. Nan Zhefang tightened his hand holding the phone, and opened his thin lips slightly. He didn't know what to say, but he couldn't say anything...

After a while, the middle-aged woman said slowly and indifferently: "You still remember to call me, aren't you busy? How could you know that I exist?"

Ye Mingxuan stood outside the villa, holding her cell phone in her hand, and walked slowly to the back garden. Her heart was beating uncontrollably while she held the phone in her hand. She didn't know how long it had been since she received a call from him.

Nan Zhefang frowned slightly, cleared his throat, and said calmly: I'm sorry, Xuanxuan, I'm wrong. I'm not in Jiangdu, but in the UK. I saw my son and Xiaoyan. They are inseparable. I was so happy. My son told me that he is engaged to Xiaoyan.

Ye Mingxuan was slightly startled, her beautiful eyes widened instantly, she covered her mouth and said in a soft voice: "Ah? Really? You saw Xiaoyu and Xiaoyan, yes, it was at Xiaoyan's birthday dinner that Xiaoyu proposed to her, I was completely stunned at the time, but unfortunately, you were not there at that time."

Nan Zhefang sighed, his dark eyes darkened, and he said in a cold voice: It's my fault. I shouldn't have not even been present at my son's engagement party. Xuanxuan, I'm not a good father, but I have a good wife.

When Ye Mingxuan heard Nan Zhefang say this, her eyes were moist, and there was water vapor in her eyes. Her eyes were hot. She sniffed and laughed out loud: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for you to say this? Nan Zhefang, I really don't blame you. I just want you to be safe, healthy and happy, really."

As Ye Mingxuan spoke, the tears in her eyes flowed more fiercely, blurring her vision. She closed her eyes and let the tears slowly flow down her cheeks. It had been five years, no, more than five years, and she had finally waited for him to say this...

The two chatted enthusiastically on the phone, as if they were back to the shyness of their passionate love. The sightseeing bus toured the streets and alleys of Britain for several hours. Song Yuyan was tireless. She just leaned quietly and calmly on his shoulder, looking at the scenery of Britain outside the sightseeing bus.

When they got off the sightseeing bus, it was already night. The sky was gradually getting dark. The man held the little girl's slender waist and slowly walked towards the hotel. Song Yuyan's face was rosy and tender, as beautiful as a lovely peach.

He stared intently at her exquisite profile, her long eyelashes, her pretty little nose, her rosy little red lips, and the sweet smile at the corners of her eyes. It was so sweet that he really wanted to bite her off and savor her carefully.

Of course Song Yuyan knew that Nan Zeyu had been staring at her with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through her. She was nervous, so she didn't dare to look him in the eye. If she looked him in the eye, she was afraid that she would blurt out something stupid and shocking.

That would be really embarrassing, Song Yuyan didn't want that, and Uncle Nan was following behind. When the three of them returned to the hotel entrance, the doorman was about to push open the door when he saw a tall figure running over in a hurry. The doorman was so scared that he quickly opened the door.

Song Yuyan and Nan Zeyu looked over at the same time and saw Xia Rounuan running to them with a pale red face and panting. She stopped and stared at Nan Zeyu with her brown eyes. Her face was pale pink and her eyebrows were charming and seductive: Where have you been? Brother Xiaoyu, I knocked on your door and no one opened it. Assistant Bai said you went out, so, you were with...

Song Yuyan pursed her red lips and said nothing, her eyebrows and eyes curved in a sweet smile, and she glanced at the charming Xia Rounuan with her clear and bright eyes, and said sweetly: A Yu, Uncle Nan and I wandered around England for a while, and then we took a sightseeing bus like this.

Xia Rounuan looked at Song Yuyan, who was smiling sweetly, and she felt very angry. She pinched her fingers into her palms. She didn't say anything. She raised her eyes seductively with her foxy brown eyes, glanced at Nan Zeyu, and smiled with a dimple: Is that so? Brother Xiaoyu, you and sister Yuyan.

Nan Zeyu's face suddenly became extremely cold, emitting an icy look. His obsidian eyes glanced at Xia Rounuan. He nodded slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as ice, and he spoke softly with his thin lips: "Well, yes, Xiao Nuan."

Xia Rounuan looked at the man with such a cold face, and her heart trembled. How could this happen? Why did he treat her like a different person now? Could it be that... She turned her eyes and glanced at Song Yuyan, hating her so much that she wanted to eat her alive, but she still pretended to smile softly and said: "Ah, so, sister Yuyan, are you happy today?"

Song Yuyan was stunned for a moment, then she smiled a sweet smile like a round moon, and said in a sweet voice: Well, happy! I am very happy today. The man turned his head and looked at the little girl with a sweet smile. His deep black eyes looked at her gently like water. He raised his hand and touched the back of her head and said gently: I am happy when my wife is happy. My mission must be to make my wife happy every day.

Song Yuyan's face turned pink. She bit her lip, lowered her head, and smiled sweetly with her red lips. Xia Rounuan's chest was about to burst into flames when she saw it. She tried her best to suppress the anger in her chest, and said with a gentle and charming smile: Oh, brother Xiaoyu really dotes on sister Yuyan. I'm so envious and jealous. I'm so envious.

At this time, Nan's father quickly stepped forward, staring at Xia Rounuan with his sharp black eyes. His eyes were as cold as frost, and his face was stern. He said coldly: Who are you? My son and my daughter-in-law are talking, why are you butting in? How dare you!