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

Today is the 30th and also the last day in the UK. Nan Zeyu got up early. After washing up, he opened the door and walked out of the room. He saw Bai Xun also opened the door and walked out from another room. Then, Xia Rounuan also opened the door opposite and walked out slowly. Nan Zeyu's face changed, and his deep dark eyes swept over Xia Rounuan. Xia Rounuan looked at Nan Zeyu, smiled softly and said: Good morning, Brother Xiaoyu, are we going to renew our contract with Brett today?

Nan Zeyu nodded slightly and walked towards Baixun. Xia Rounuan's smile froze and she forced a pull on the corners of her lips. "It doesn't matter. After returning to Ancheng, I will naturally find a way to make Brother Zeyu focus on me."

Nan Zeyu walked quickly to Bai Xun's side. Bai Xun saw President Nan walking quickly towards him. He stood up and bowed respectfully to President Nan. Nan Zeyu's face was cold, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his deep black eyes instantly turned into eagle-like, icy black eyes, staring at Bai Xun closely.

Bai Xun felt a chill on his back. He slowly raised his head and looked at President Nan, whose face was as cold as ice. His face turned pale. When he looked into President Nan's eyes, his body suddenly tensed up and cold sweat broke out on his head.

At this moment, President Nan's dark eyes were like sharp blades and ice eagles, staring at him closely. Bai Xun was so frightened that his body trembled. He tightened his legs, lowered his head and said in panic: President Nan, what's wrong? Why...

Nan Zeyu glanced at Bai Xun, whose body was trembling slightly, and said in a calm voice: It's okay, today is the day to discuss the renewal of the cooperation with Mr. Brett, there must not be any mistakes. Bai Xun, you must not leave any loopholes, do you understand?

Bai Xun bowed and nodded vigorously, Nan Zeyu said "hmm" coldly, then turned around and walked forward quickly. Bai Xun heard the footsteps, he looked up and followed quickly, Xia Rounuan was also frightened, and ran forward quickly, following behind Bai Xun.

When his footsteps passed Song Yuyan's room, he paused and glanced at the time on his watch. It was exactly seven o'clock British time. Forget it, the little one must still be sleeping at this time, so he didn't disturb her.

He didn't think much, and walked forward quickly. When Xia Rounuan passed Song Yuyan's room, she turned around and glared at the door fiercely, "Song Yuyan, you wait for me. When we return to Ancheng, I will torture you slowly. Now? Let you jump around well, and I will definitely torture you well when we return to Ancheng."

There was a cold and sinister light in her brown eyes, and then she turned around and followed Bai Xun's footsteps. The three of them walked out of the hotel. The doorman saw the three of them walking quickly and immediately opened the door of the hotel. The morning in England was also very beautiful. The three of them had just stepped out of the hotel door.

Not far away, a Rolls-Royce stretched Phantom slowly drove over and stopped in front of the three people. The door opened, and Brett stepped out of the door. His sapphire blue eyes stared at the handsome man in the middle. He smiled casually, curled his lips and smiled lightly: I hope that today is your last day with President Nan. After today, you will leave for home tomorrow.

Nan Zeyu didn't say anything, but nodded slightly, his eyebrows were as clear as ice, his face was cold, his deep black eyes looked directly into Brett's blue eyes, his thin lips slightly opened, and he said in a light voice: Yes, I hope today is the last day with Mr. Brett and I will enjoy it!

The three of them got into a Rolls-Royce stretched Phantom. This time, Xia Rounuan did not sit in the passenger seat, but sat on Bai Xun's left. On Bai Xun's left was Nan Zeyu, and Mr. Brett sat in front of the fender of the Rolls-Royce stretched Phantom.

As soon as the car started and drove out of the hotel, Nan Zeyu leaned back in the chair and felt sleepy. He turned his head and glanced at Bai Xun. His face was as cold as frost, making Bai Xun nervous and at a loss.

With his thin lips half open, he said slowly and coldly: Bai Xun, I'll take a nap for a while, call me when you get there. Bai Xun turned his head suddenly, his amber eyes sparkling, looking at President Nan who had closed his black eyes, and whispered: Okay, I will, President Nan.

The man must be really tired. The Rolls-Royce Phantom was bumpy all the way, and he had no idea he was waking up. Xia Rounuan elegantly raised her legs and leaned against the back of the chair. She turned her head and looked at the sleeping handsome man with infatuated eyes.

Brother Zeyu, she slowly stretched out her hand to touch his handsome face. A low, angry and scolding voice interrupted Xia Rounuan's behavior. Bai Xun turned his head, glanced at Xia Rounuan coldly, and said in a scolding voice: Miss Xia, I hope you can respect yourself and don't think about taking advantage of President Nan. President Nan belongs to the young lady, not yours. I hope you realize this. Also, I will keep an eye on you all the time.

Xia Rounuan immediately withdrew her hand. She sat up straight, her brown eyes meeting Bai Xun's cold amber eyes. When she met Bai Xun's sinister cold eyes, her face turned deathly pale, her brown eyes shrank slightly, she bit her pink lips in resentment, and turned to look out the car window. Damn it, a little assistant is so rampant.

Dissatisfaction and anger rose in Xia Rounuan's eyes. She clenched her fists little by little, and her fingernails dug into the palms of her hands. She didn't dare to be too arrogant. Xia Rounuan could only suppress the anger in her chest. This assistant knew Nan Zeyu very well, and she had to take every step without rushing.

At ten o'clock British time, Song Yuyan frowned, and she suddenly opened her eyes. Her watery, transparent and clear pupils rolled around in her eye sockets, and then her eyes moved around. She was the only one in the room, and she sat up in a daze.

Last night, Nan Zeyu carried her back to the room again. In her mind, she could feel him holding her very tightly. His thin lips kissed her eyebrows gently with an electric current. Then, he said in a soft voice with a smile: "Little girl, your husband will renew his contract with Brett tomorrow, so he will wake up early. After it's over tomorrow, we will go back to Ancheng."

Song Yuyan was not actually asleep, but her eyelids drooped little by little. In her ears was the man's soft voice, as gentle as the night breeze. She seemed to nod, and then she heard him hugging her waist for several seconds before slowly letting her go.

He covered her with the quilt and whispered in her ear: "Okay, I'm going back to my room, good night, my wife." He left a soft kiss on her snow-white face before turning around and leaving. Song Yuyan heard the door close gently. A sweet smile curved her lips and she fell into a deep sleep little by little.

After washing up, Song Yuyan walked out of the bathroom, walked into the room, walked to the closet door, opened it, and quickly took out all the clothes in the closet. She would leave for Ancheng tomorrow, so she had to pack her luggage by herself.

Half an hour later, Song Yuyan was so tired that she collapsed on the carpet. Packing was a really tiring physical job. Her face was flushed, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her fingers were sore and numb. She didn't expect to bring so many skirts.

After packing her luggage, Song Yuyan heard the sound of the door opening. She slowly got up from the carpet, turned around, and walked out of the room. When she walked out of the room, she saw Shen Jiayi smiling softly and walking towards her quickly.

Song Yuyan took a few steps forward. Shen Jiayi looked at her smiling eyes and reached out to gently hold her in her arms. Song Yuyan was as obedient as a kitten in her arms. She raised her hand and stroked Song Yuyan's back, and murmured softly: We will leave for Ancheng tomorrow, Yanyan, how do you feel?

Song Yuyan laughed sweetly, her red lips half opened, and she said in a sweet voice: Of course I'm happy, I'm finally home, Jiayi, you can go back to your apartment, Brother Xia must have been waiting for you to come back.

Shen Jiayi didn't say anything, and Song Yuyan's laughter became even sweeter. They walked to the balcony hand in hand and pushed open the balcony door. Outside the balcony, England at ten o'clock was like a painting, so beautiful that people were reluctant to move their feet. The road, outside the hotel, and the castle-like buildings were all so beautiful that they seemed unreal.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Shen Jiayi suddenly thought of something and looked at Song Yuyan. Her black diamond eyes glanced at Song Yuyan softly, and her smile was as charming as a flower, charming everyone, she said: Yanyan, why don’t you and President Nan go to the Thames today? It is the most famous river in the UK. I’ll go make a call now.

Before Song Yuyan could react, Shen Jiayi had already turned around and walked out of the balcony quickly. Song Yuyan turned around in confusion and looked at Shen Jiayi. Thames River? What is it for...

Shen Jiayi walked quickly to the room with her cell phone in hand. She walked into the room, closed the door, leaned her back against the door, crossed her long legs and leaned against the door. She lowered her eyes and dialed Nan Zeyu's cell phone number with her fingers. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

When the call was about to be hung up, Shen Jiayi curled her lips and angrily said: Why don't you answer the phone? Isn't it just a contract? Can't you answer the phone? She frowned tightly, and suddenly, the phone was connected, and a sexy, low and cold male voice came from it.

Shen Jiayi hurriedly said to Nan Zeyu on the other end of the phone: "Um, President Nan, I'm Shen Jiayi. It's like this. I'm going back to Ancheng tomorrow, right? Um, when does your contract with Brett end today? I want you to take Yanyan to the Thames. What do you think..."

Nan Zeyu's face was solemn and his handsome brows frowned. After a moment, he said in a light voice: I don't know yet, let me see. Now I know, please take good care of Yanyan for me and make sure she doesn't forget to have lunch. I will go back to the hotel immediately after finishing the contract discussion here.

Shen Jiayi bit her lip, then said in a cold voice: I hope you really took Yanyan there. I told Yanyan about the Thames, but she didn't know what it was, but she was actually looking forward to it. Mr. Nan, work is important, but your little wife is more important, isn't she?

Nan Zeyu listened to what Shen Jiayi said on the phone. His cold black eyes swept across the employees in Brett's office. Then, after a pause, he said slowly and softly: Okay, I understand. Although my little wife is more important, that's it for now.

Before Shen Jiayi could say anything, Nan Zeyu quickly hung up the phone. Shen Jiayi put down the phone speechlessly and shouted angrily to the air: I'm not wrong. My Yanyan is definitely more important. As a wealthy CEO, if you can't even give your little wife what she wants, what's the point of talking about love? A man should take action. What's the point of just talking?

She took a deep breath, turned around, opened the door, her face suddenly changed, and when she looked up, she met Song Yuyan's silly and cute face. Her eyebrows and eyes were like an ignorant little rabbit, and her watery eyes were filled with sparkling stars. Shen Jiayi couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her snow-white little face.

Song Yuyan's face was as red as a peach blossom, and she pursed her red lips gently. Her big eyes flickered with a moist gaze as she looked at Shen Jiayi, whose face was indifferent. Her brows were twisted into a knot, and she tilted her head and asked blankly: What did you just say to him? Ask him to take me to the Thames, today? Jiayi, what on earth is the Thames for?

Shen Jiayi avoided Song Yuyan's blinking eyes, and said a few words coldly: "You will know when your husband takes you there." After that, she pulled Song Yuyan's petite body away with one hand, turned sideways, passed her, and walked forward.

Time passed quickly and it was evening. Brett, Nan Zeyu, Bai Xun and Xia Rounuan walked out of the restaurant of his clothing store. Just now, Brett had renewed his clothing cooperation with Nan Zeyu and signed a contract worth 300 million yuan.

Bai Xun was just about to take out his cell phone to check the time when Brett looked at Bai Xun who was standing next to President Nan and said with a gentle smile: "Assistant Bai, I have transferred 300 million to your account. Did you see that you received it?"

As soon as Bai Xun finished speaking, he took out his phone from his trouser pocket and saw a line of obvious subtitles on the screen, which read "300 million has arrived in your account. Please sign for it immediately. This amount comes from Brett's 300 million."

Bai Xun looked at Brett in disbelief. He opened his eyes wide, spoke incoherently, nodded and said dully: "This, this, this, shouldn't it be given to President Nan? How did it go to my account? Mr. Brett."

Brett looked at Bai Xun, smiled and said lightly: Assistant Bai, this is three hundred million, you should know that? Why is your brain not working? Brett spoke in unfluent Chinese, his blue eyes looked at President Nan, who had a light face, Nan Zeyu, turned his head and glanced at Bai Xun, and said seriously: Bai Xun, your brain..., just give it to me when we return to Ancheng.

After that, Nan Zeyu walked out of the restaurant quickly. Bai Xun looked down at his phone. What's wrong? What's wrong with my brain? What does Mr. Nan mean by this? He frowned and looked at the "300 million" on the phone screen with a puzzled look.