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

Xia Family Villa

Xia Rounuan was wearing a black leather skirt with a shoulder-hanging strap design. The black leather skirt was spliced ​​with fine sequins, making her look tall, charming, and graceful. The skirt reached her ankles, and she wore a pair of 20-centimeter-high stiletto heels. Her chestnut-colored wavy hair was slightly tied up, leaving fine curls in the small part, and she had charming middle-parted bangs. She wore a breathable black mask under her pair of fox-brown eyes that were extremely charming and enchanting. There was a hint of sinister coldness under her eyes, and a fierce and cruel look flashed in her pupils.

She raised her hand to check the time on her watch. It was only half past ten, and she still had a few hours before kidnapping that bitch Song Yuyan. She was carrying a pure black handmade small bag on her shoulder and a brown cotton-padded jacket on the outside. The style of the cotton-padded jacket made her figure in the black leather skirt look even more sexy and dazzling.

Today is Song Yuyan's disaster day, because when she was sure that her brother Xia Jinghao would not help her take Brother Zeyu away no matter how much she begged, she had already made up her mind to do it herself and slowly kill Song Yuyan!

Her brown eyes flashed seductively, and the corners of her eyes curled up and down, and her fox-like eyes flashed with a cold light for a moment. She lowered her head, took out her mobile phone from her handbag, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.

After the phone rang for a while, a respectful and rough voice came from the other end: Okay, Sister Nuan, you can give me instructions at any time. My brothers and I are guarding by a tree not far from Ancheng University. Now, the brothers are here, and we will start whenever you say, Sister Nuan.

Xia Rounuan stepped out of the villa and walked in another direction. As she walked, her voice was as cold as a hammer and she said: Don't worry, Brother Lin, it's only what time. Remember, your actions must be clean and decisive. Start at seven o'clock and don't let anyone find out. Also, don't hurt her. Wait for me to come.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Rounuan smiled coldly and murmured angrily: Song Yuyan, I wonder who has the nerve to save you today and go against me, right? Then don't blame me for being polite, I, Xia Rounuan, will settle this account with you!

Nan Group, top floor president's office

The man had a serious look on his face, with his brows lowered and his face sullen. He lowered his head, holding a pen in his hand, and was concentrating on writing the details of the cooperation plan. On the desk, Nan Zeyu had no expression on his face. The pen in his hand seemed to have been created with his extraordinary talent. It was extremely fast, steady, accurate and ruthless, and he was writing on the plan slowly and methodically, stroke by stroke.

His handwriting was like a fine work of art, with every punctuation mark being perfect. Suddenly, Nan Zeyu's eyelids twitched slightly, and a trace of panic flashed through his heart. He stopped writing, and his obsidian eyes showed a stunned light, his pupils widened. I heard that something bad might happen to his right eyelid, could it be...

He quickly picked up the phone placed aside and Nan Zeyu dialed Song Yuyan's cell phone number at a rapid speed. His brows were twitching slightly. For some reason, he vaguely felt that something would happen today. The call was connected, but no one answered. There was a beeping sound from inside. Nan Zeyu's face sank, his thin lips were pursed, and he said in a worried low voice: Yanyan, answer the phone, answer the phone, let me know what you are doing?

The man kept muttering his young wife's name, but no one answered the phone. He was so anxious that his internal organs were burning. Just when Nan Zeyu was about to get up and asked Bai Xun to prepare the car downstairs, the phone was connected.

Nan Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief, he sat up straight, his breathing became smoother, and he said with a soft laugh: Why did you answer the phone just now, Yanyan, where have you been? I thought something happened to you?

Song Yuyan had just woken up on the phone. She looked up in a daze, and her neck felt a little sore. She heard his anxious and soft laughter on the phone. Song Yuyan raised her hand and touched her ponytail that was messed up by sleep. She moaned softly: What's wrong? I slept for a while, nothing happened?

Nan Zeyu was so frightened that his heart began to beat faster. He stood up from his office chair, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with his long legs, and glanced at the floors outside the floor-to-ceiling window with his deep black eyes. From this perspective, he could overlook the most magnificent floors in the entire Ancheng City, which could only be seen from his office.

His thin lips curled up into a faint smile, and he said softly: It's okay, but I missed you, Yanyan, and, today I... Before he could finish his words, there was a sound of a door being pushed open outside. Nan Zeyu's face was dark and angry like a beast about to burst into anger. He turned his head, and his furious black eyes pierced the person who pushed open the office door, Bai Xun.

The aura around him was as cold as an ice cellar in the snow. Bai Xun bravely walked over quickly. Nan Zeyu took out his phone and held it. Damn it, it was Bai Xun again. Every time he wanted to say something private to Yanyan, he would be interrupted by him.

Bai Xunyang already felt that President Nan wanted to kill him, but he still walked over bravely. When he came in front of Nan, Bai Xunyang quickly lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, and said slowly in a trembling voice: "Well, President Nan, there is a dinner with President Zhang tonight. It is the renewal of our company's contract with him. President Nan, you see..."

It is not easy for him to be an assistant, especially for a business president like President Nan who is powerful, majestic, awe-inspiring, and cold as ice. Bai Xun stood as straight as a sculpture, with his head lowered, but his trembling legs never stopped for a moment.

Nan Zeyu shot at Bai Xun with eyes as cold as ice. His dark eyes seemed to swallow him up. He said in a cold voice: "Okay, I know. Get out if you're fine." Bai Xun was so scared that he dared not move. However, Bai Xun still raised his head and slowly looked at President Nan, who was suppressing his anger.

His amber eyes met President Nan's furious and cold black eyes, staring at him as if they were hiding sharp ice blades. Bai Xun took a few steps back with difficulty, his back felt cold, and he said in a trembling voice: "Well, President Nan, this dinner may be held later." He paused and continued: "It will start after eight o'clock. If you think it's ok, President Nan, I will go and reply to President Zhang."

After hearing the conversation on the phone, Song Yuyan woke up immediately. She looked around and saw that she was the only one in the classroom. She looked at the clock on the podium and saw that it was almost afternoon. It turned out that she had slept through another class...

Song Yuyan frowned. He seemed to be talking to Bai Xun about the renewal of the cooperation at the dinner party tonight. She did not hang up the phone, but just listened quietly. Her eyes, as clear as crystal, blinked lightly and she bit her red lips. She did not understand what was going on at the dinner party, but she understood the word renewal...

Does the renewal mean that the company wants to renew its business cooperation with Nan Group? This should be the meaning. Song Yuyan smiled happily. Her man is really amazing. He got another large sum of money so quickly.

It seemed like a century had passed before the man on the phone gnashed his teeth as if he was trying to suppress his anger and said angrily: Get out of here, don't repeat it again, Bai Xun. The voice seemed to want to eat Bai Xun alive, and it made Song Yuyan's eyes and ears buzz.

She patted her chest. She didn't have to be so angry. After a while, she heard Bai Xun's low voice again: "Okay, then Mr. Nan, you can get ready later. I'll wait for you in the company lobby." Then, she heard the sound of Bai Xun running quickly, and the sound of the office door closing.

Song Yuyan was stunned. There was no need to talk to Bai Xun like this, right? Thinking of the last time at the Ancheng International Center Building, Bai Xun insisted on helping her carry shopping bags of all sizes even though he was so tired that he couldn't even stand up straight. She felt that being a close assistant to this bastard was really difficult. It was not easy to take the CEO's money either!

"Yan Yan, are you still here? Are you still listening? By the way, have you eaten lunch? Nan Zeyu's soft and gentle voice came from the phone again. Song Yuyan suddenly came back to her senses, holding the phone in her hand, and said with a sweet smile: I ate, I slept after eating, I was the only one in the classroom, you don't know, I this morning, this morning

Before Song Yuyan could finish her words, a cold and heavy voice that broke her eardrums came from the phone again, asking anxiously: What's wrong? What happened to you this morning? Are you injured somewhere? Did you fall while walking? Or something... Yanyan.

Song Yuyan shook her head in surprise and soothed him softly: No, no, no, I didn't fall, it's just that when I entered school this morning, many classmates looked at me and crowded behind me and called me "Young Madam"...

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's voice became as furious as a beast: Damn it, no, starting tomorrow I will assign more bodyguards to the villa to guard the school gate and in the school, where you can't see them, to protect you secretly. Listen to me, Yanyan.

Song Yuyan was shocked. No way? The bodyguards from the villa came to Ancheng University to protect me secretly... Then I would have to mobilize more troops. Originally, her coming to the school or even entering the school was eye-catching enough, and she also brought a bodyguard dressed in black, wouldn't that be...

But thinking that Nan Zeyu was also concerned about her safety in school, she reluctantly said softly: "Okay, big hand, Nan Zeyu, I tell you not to let the classmates know that he is a bodyguard, you must not!"

The man rubbed his forehead helplessly, he tilted his head back and closed his dark eyes, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and held the phone tightly with the other hands. He said in a low voice: Okay, I get it, Yanyan, don't worry, I won't let the bodyguards be exposed, I feel at ease doing this, be good, Yanyan.

Song Yuyan pouted her red lips slightly, her face slightly red. She stretched and chuckled: Okay, I got it. You work hard and don't worry about me. I'll hang up first and go to the bathroom to wash up. I'll go to class soon.

Song Yuyan's soft, sweet and gentle laughter came from the phone, which made Nan Zeyu's heart beat faster. He smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, and his smile was as gentle as the light in the warm sun, and his eyes were as gentle as flowing water. His thin lips curved into a happy smile, and he said in a low voice: Okay, then you should study hard and still think about me, Yanyan. I may pick you up a little later in the evening. If it's too late, you can take a taxi back to the villa by yourself, and don't wait for me.

Nan Zeyu reminded Song Yuyan again and again before he reluctantly hung up the phone. Damn it, she had to go to the dinner party late. Nan Zeyu's face turned dark and he became angry. His black eyes flashed with a dark cold light and his brows were tightly furrowed. He didn't want Song Yuyan to wait for him at the school gate with an empty stomach, so he was furious again.

The sunlight outside the school slowly fell on the school gate, and danger was quietly approaching. A black van was not far away, and inside the van sat three burly men. They looked ferocious, had fat bodies, and were wearing dark suits. A younger brother in the lead turned his head to look at the fat man with spotted hair sitting behind him.

In his hand was the photo Xia Rounuan sent him. The person in the photo was Song Yuyan. The younger brother smiled maliciously and said: Brother Lin, why doesn't Sister Nuan let us touch this girl? This girl is so sweet and pretty, she must be delicious if she is served.

Brother Lin looked at his younger brother and said coldly: Impossible, if we don't go, will the fat meat in our mouth just fly away? I, Lin Huai, never do anything low-class. We can go secretly. When Sister Nuan comes, we can just pretend that nothing happened!

The other two brothers looked at Lin Huai, stunned for a moment, and then laughed sinisterly and said: "The boss is still smart, Song Yuyan, right? See how the three of us brothers can play with you?" An extremely unbearable sinister laugh came from the van, and the three fat men trembled violently.

Soon, it was time to end the get out of class. Song Yuyan packed her schoolbag happily and walked lightly in the campus like a little rabbit. Her petite body, pretty face, and the sweet milk scent emanating from her body made people stop and be stunned with every step she took.

The beautiful ponytail and the perfect body were recognized by the classmates walking behind her. She was the woman of the famous and wealthy president of Ancheng City, Song Yuyan. The classmates rushed forward like crazy, but did not dare to be reckless, for fear of disturbing President Nan's wife, so they could only follow behind timidly.