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

The next morning, before Song Yuyan woke up, Bai Xun hurried to the hospital. President Nan hadn't been to the company for several days, so he was helping the president take care of all the big and small matters in the company. He carried two boxes of top-quality luxurious thermos buckets and walked quickly to the door of the ward. In the thermos buckets were light porridge prepared by President Nan and the servants in the villa early in the morning. They were seafood porridge with fresh shrimp and beef rolls, and vegetable and meat porridge for the young lady. Bai Xun lowered his eyes to glance at the two thermos buckets. They were full but also heavy. When he raised his hand and was about to knock gently on the ward door, the ward door was suddenly opened with a "swish".

Bai Xun's back stiffened, he steadied his face, looked up, and met President Nan's handsome face that was as cold as ice. His deep black eyes were filled with the sharp cold light of an ice peak blade. He shuddered suddenly and almost dropped the thermos. Nan Zeyu lowered his eyes and glanced at the two thermos in Bai Xun's hands.

He gently opened the door of the ward, turned his head and glanced inside the ward. After making sure that Song Yuyan was still asleep, he strode out and left the door half-closed. Bai Xun immediately lowered his head, turned sideways, and took a few steps back.

In the corridor, Bai Xun was holding the thermos in his hand. He raised it up and slowly handed it to President Nan, who was looking at him with a cold face. Bai Xun's forehead was slightly sweating. Didn't he knock on the door just now? Shouldn't he have woken up the young lady?

Nan Zeyu glanced at the two thermoses, took them steadily with one hand, and then carried them. Bai Xun immediately bent down and lowered his head. Nan Zeyu's face darkened. His dark eyes, as deep as a pool and bottomless, were gleaming with cold light. His eyes were as cold and sharp as an ice peak, and he stared directly at Bai Xun who lowered his head.

Even with his head down, Bai Xun could still feel how frightening the aura emanating from President Nan was. He didn't dare to look up for a long time. After a long time, Nan Zeyu spoke in a faint voice: Okay, Yanyan will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow afternoon. Today is her last day for a physical check-up. Bai Xun, I'll trouble you for one day with the company's matters.

Bai Xun slowly raised his head and met President Nan's eyes. He met the indifferent look that President Nan gave him. He nodded slightly and lowered his eyebrows, saying sincerely: President, you don't need to feel troubled. You have worked hard to take care of the young lady these days. You don't need to worry about the company's affairs. I will take care of everything!

Nan Zeyu nodded, turned around and was about to walk to the door of the ward, but he paused and glanced at Bai Xun who was still nodding and lowering his brows. He slowed down his voice and said softly: Okay, I got it. I'll double your bonus. Okay, I'm going into the ward, Bai Xun.

Hearing that the bonus would be doubled, Bai Xun bent his waist to his knees. He heard the sound of the ward door being gently closed by President Nan, and immediately looked up. Oh, it's not easy? He just brought brunch and food for the young lady to the hospital, and helped President Nan take care of everything in the company. I didn't expect that the bonus would be doubled again...

Bai Xun was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. His mouth was wide open with a smile and his amber eyes looked towards the door of the ward. The president had really changed a lot since the appearance of the young lady. The president Nan who used to call the wind and rain in the business world had now transformed into a tender president who would never leave his wife and loved her as if she were his life.

Bai Xun's eyes were slightly moist, and an urge to cry surged in his heart. He took another deep look at the tightly closed ward door, turned around, and quickly left the corridor. Bai Xun was running in the corridor, and he could not hide the excitement on his face. He really cried while running...

In the ward, the man carried a thermos bucket and walked to the bedside with his long legs. He leaned over slightly and stared at the little girl who was sleeping soundly. Her eyebrows were sweetly curved, and her long, jet-black eyelashes were trembling slightly like butterfly wings. Her snow-white skin was peach-pink, and her red lips were moist, making people want to kiss her at first sight.

He placed the porridge in the thermos bucket on a large platinum-colored luxurious table not far from the sofa, put it down gently, and then opened the porridge in the thermos bucket. The porridge smelled fragrant. One bucket was his own porridge, and the other bucket was Song Yuyan's porridge.

He had more porridge of his own, Song Yuyan's seasonal vegetable and meat porridge, the porridge had a fresh fragrance, and it contained shredded lettuce, shredded mustard greens and green vegetable strips, as well as large pieces of boned meat that were separated from the bones. The meat was soft and not too dry or mushy, just right. The man picked up the spoon in the thermos bucket and gently scooped the porridge in the bucket.

Then, he put his thin lips close to the thermos bucket and blew gently to remove the hot air from the porridge. Nan Zeyu frowned. What time did Li Ma cook the porridge? Why is it still so hot? He continued to blow the hot air from the porridge slowly until the heat slowly dissipated. He put the spoon in the thermos bucket, then quickly picked up his own bucket of porridge and ate it all as quickly as possible.

As for whether it tasted good or not, he couldn't taste anything. He only knew that he would feed porridge to Song Yuyan soon. During these days in the hospital, Song Yuyan was always very sleepy and would not wake up until the afternoon or dusk. He had no choice but to feed her breakfast, lunch and dinner.

After Nan Zeyu finished eating the porridge, he picked up her thermos bucket and walked to the bedside. He lowered his eyes to glance at the porridge in the thermos bucket. The heat had dissipated. He glanced at the time on his watch. It was nine o'clock. The physical examination would be at around ten o'clock in the afternoon. He should feed her breakfast quickly and not let her go hungry.

Nan Zeyu carefully scooped up the porridge from the thermos bucket. He weighed the spoon on the side of the bucket, and then gently placed it next to Song Yuyan's red lips. Her moist red lips were half open at this time, and Nan Zeyu fed the porridge to her lips.

Suddenly, Song Yuyan frowned slightly, and she moaned: "No, no, it's hot, I don't want to eat it." The man's hand feeding the porridge suddenly stopped, and his handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted. Hot? He put the porridge to his lips and took a sip. The scalding taste seemed to have dissipated, but in fact, the porridge that had not completely dissipated was still steaming.

His face sank. Nan Zeyu had no choice but to put the porridge into his mouth. Then, he bent down, gently pinched the sides of Song Yuyan's cheeks with his big hands, and fed Song Yuyan breakfast mouth to mouth. Song Yuyan felt the fragrant taste of porridge in her mouth, mixed with the taste of the man's lips. She slowly took it and swallowed it into her throat.

The man smiled warmly, his eyes were full of tenderness and affection, his dark eyes were full of love, his eyes were as clear and soft as water, his eyes were as deep as the sea, his black pupils reflected the shadow of her throat swallowing the porridge. Song Yuyan was not stupid, she certainly knew how she was eating porridge now.

Her heart suddenly jumped, and her heartbeat shook like a thunder drum. The man looked at her blushing face as he fed her porridge mouth to mouth. His thin lips curled up into a ghostly smile, "If you don't want to eat, I have plenty of ways to make you eat, Song Yuyan, you can't say you don't want to eat the porridge and then you can't."

During the whole process, Song Yuyan didn't dare to move. She tasted the fragrance of the porridge and the flavors of seasonal vegetables, bones and meat. In fact, she had woken up early. When she smelled the fragrance of the porridge, she was already awake, but she hadn't opened her eyes yet.

When she heard the steady sound of the man's leather shoes walking slowly towards the bed, Song Yuyan simply closed her eyes. Unexpectedly, the next second, Nan Zeyu fed her porridge mouth-to-mouth... However, this was the first time he fed her in this way.

When the man finished feeding all the porridge to Song Yuyan, he didn't want to leave her lips. Her lips were too sweet. He knew that the little one loved sweets, but he didn't expect that by feeding her like this, he could taste the sweetness in her mouth. His deep black eyes deepened, and finally he gently placed a soft kiss on her red lips before leaving her lips.

As soon as he touched her red lips, he would curb his crazy greed and wanted to kiss her until she couldn't suffocate before leaving. No, a faint flame burst out in Nan Zeyu's black eyes. He took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to kiss her lips.

The man brought a warm towel and gently wiped the porridge stains on Song Yuyan's lips, then quickly walked out of the bathroom in the ward. Nan Zeyu looked down at his watch. It was almost ten o'clock, and Song Yuyan hadn't woken up yet. He had no choice but to walk to the bedside, gently picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

The little girl was quite obedient. She closed her eyes and rested the back of her head on his chest. He held her pink and white face in his hands. She was breathing evenly and was still asleep. He continued to help her brush her teeth and wash her face. He was very careful from brushing her teeth to washing her face.

After helping Song Yuyan wash up, he picked her up and walked out of the bathroom. When he was about to enter the ward, the door of the ward was heavily opened. Nan Zeyu turned his eyes to the door of the ward. His face darkened for a moment, and then he walked over with Song Yuyan in his arms. Shen Jiayi, wearing a long white coat, leaned against the door of the ward. Nan Zeyu walked over with Song Yuyan in his arms.

Shen Jiayi glanced at Song Yuyan who was still sleeping in Nan Zeyu's arms. She looked at Nan Zeyu with her eyebrows and eyes as indifferent as usual, her face was cold, her eyes were indifferent, and she said in a light voice: It should be the effect of the medicine that makes her sleepy like this, but please rest assured, Mr. Nan, the medicine will not have any physical effect on Yanyan.

At this time, Song Yuyan's eyebrows moved, and she slowly opened her eyes. She saw Nan Zeyu looking into her black eyes. She stuck out her tongue, her little face slightly red, and blinked her watery eyes as clear as autumn water. Her eyes were calm, and she said softly: Um, Nan Zeyu, what's wrong with you?

Nan Zeyu looked at her pair of watery and clear eyes. His dark eyes flickered slightly, then darkened. He shook his head, his face indifferent, his eyes were clear and soft, and he said in a deep voice: It's okay, Yanyan, you're awake!

Shen Jiayi looked at Song Yuyan, and Song Yuyan also realized it. She turned her head instantly and met Shen Jiayi's eyes. Song Yuyan turned her eyes to look at Nan Zeyu. She twisted her body slightly, and Nan Zeyu bent his long legs slightly and gently put her down.

Shen Jiayi held Song Yuyan's hand and pushed the door out of the ward. Nan Zeyu followed. Shen Jiayi turned around and looked at Nan Zeyu, who looked nervous. His deep black eyes looked at Song Yuyan, who was held in her hand. Song Yuyan had her back to him. Shen Jiayi glanced at the handsome Nan Zeyu, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes. Shen Jiayi looked at him with an indifferent expression and comforted him: It's the same check as yesterday. President Nan is fine. Yanyan has me here!

Nan Zeyu watched Shen Jiayi and Song Yuyan slowly leave. The two figures kept leaving the direction of the nurses' station. He then retracted his gaze. His expression became a little solemn. His dark eyes darkened to the bottom of his eyes. His eyes were cold and he pursed his thin lips. "It's okay. Yanyan just went for a physical check-up and she'll be fine. Besides, she didn't hurt her head."

Thinking of this, the man exhaled, turned around and went back to the ward. He glanced at the huge VIP ward. She would be discharged tomorrow afternoon, so now help her pack her things. Nan Zeyu walked to the door of the closet in the ward, and then began to pack up, including the cabinet outside the ward door. He opened it, put a lot of remaining food into the storage bag, and then sorted it out together.

Song Yuyan had been hospitalized in this ward for less than a month, but she had already eaten a month's worth of food. He secretly regretted that he had asked Bai Xun to prepare too much. He thought that Song Yuyan would be hospitalized for a month, so he asked Bai Xun to prepare a lot of food and bring it to the ward.

Shen Jiayi took Song Yuyan to do blood tests, vein punctures, urine tests, and spleen, stomach, kidneys, liver, head and heart checks. When Song Yuyan was sent to Ankang Hospital, she saw that she had a wound on her forehead, but the injury was not serious. She also took Song Yuyan to the physical examination floor for a thorough check-up of her eyesight.

Song Yuyan frowned with a bitter face, blinking her watery eyes with a dull look. She turned to look at Shen Jiayi, looking confused and said: "Well, Jiayi, it's enough, there's no need to check so many things, we've even checked the head."

Shen Jiayi's face turned cold, and her black gemstone eyes looked straight at Song Yuyan. Her eyes were cold and clear, her brows were solemn, and she said solemnly: Yes, I need to explain to your husband. You will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Plus, he said you were drowsy or something, so I am a little worried. It is better to check carefully.

Song Yuyan looked helpless. The drowsiness might be the effect of the drug. What does it have to do with her kidnapping? She was pushed by Shen Jiayi and walked towards the cardiology department with her face crossed. When Song Yuyan arrived at the door, she suddenly became nervous and clenched her hands tightly.