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

The next morning, Nan Zeyu woke up early. He walked into the bathroom with long legs and washed up. After washing up, he strode out of the bathroom and walked to the cloakroom in the bedroom. He opened the door of the cloakroom. The walls were full of various suits, leather shoes, watches, ties, perfumes, etc. He walked in with his legs crossed. The man's tall and straight figure, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his handsome nose that seemed to be carved out, all looked extremely handsome and outstanding. He quickly picked out his favorite suits, leather shoes, watches and ties in the cloakroom with his long fingers. Then, he picked some casual clothes and shoes in the cloakroom and walked out of the cloakroom.

Half an hour later, the man was wearing a silver-white pure handmade custom suit. The silver-white suit jacket had silver and white gold trim, which made his extremely sexy neck line look extremely sexy. He was wearing a jet-black handmade tie, and a pair of tight-fitting pure white suit pants that showed off his long legs. The pattern of the suit pants was embossed with gold stamping. He was wearing a pair of pure German handmade leather men's shoes.

On his wrist was a gold-inlaid dark-style watch with sparkling diamonds. After Nan Zeyu was dressed, he quickly packed his luggage. In less than an hour, the man had packed all his luggage. He lifted the suitcase with one arm, walked out of the bedroom door with his long legs, opened the door, lifted the suitcase and walked out of the bedroom.

When he was about to reach the stairs, Nan Zeyu paused, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and called Bai Xun. After a while, Bai Xun answered the phone. Nan Ze's face turned cold, and his deep black eyes were cold and cold. He opened his thin lips and said in a light voice: Bai Xun? I'm going to France for a month's vacation with Yanyan and my mother. I'll be back next month. I'd like you to help me run the company. Is that okay?

When Bai Xun heard the order from President Nan, his face froze, his pupils widened instantly, his brows knitted tightly, and he said in a trembling voice: Ding ding ding, of course there is no problem, President Nan. When Nan Zeyu heard what Bai Xun said on the phone, he curled his lips and said coldly: Okay, I'll give you a raise when I come back, Bai Xun.

Bai Xun just drove to the gate of Nan Group. He opened the door and got out of the car. When he heard the word "salary increase", he was so happy that he grinned fiercely, his eyes narrowed, and he said in a sly voice: "Ah, good, good, Mr. Nan, you can go with peace of mind. Everything in the company is under my control. Your young wife and your wife will have fun!"

Nan Zeyu just said "hmm" lightly, smiled calmly, and hung up the phone. As for Song Yuyan, she was so happy that she could go out to play again. She didn't sleep much last night and fell asleep in a daze at dawn.

She was wearing a purple silk long dress with a slim waist. The most striking feature of the dress was the mermaid waistline. The hem of the dress was beautiful like a blooming rose, making her look noble and delicate like an elegant little woman. Song Yuyan also packed her luggage and brought a lot of skirts, facial masks, beauty and skin care products, etc.

She was wearing milky white round-toed star-studded high heels with a star-studded upper and round heels. She tied her princess curls into playful twin ponytails, left thin, straight-browed comic bangs, and put on a light, watery makeup.

She pulled her suitcase to the bedroom door, and was about to open it when she saw it suddenly open. Song Yuyan looked up and met the man's deep black eyes, as deep as an ancient pool. When he looked at her, his eyes were clear, with a deep soft light in his eyes, and his face was gentle.

Song Yuyan's snow-white face suddenly turned red, her watery eyes opened wide, her pupils sparkling, her face full of sweet smile, and she said in a joyful voice: "How did you know that I was about to open the door? Do you have the ability to read minds?" Ah Yu.

Nan Zeyu looked into her eyes which were clear as crystal and pure as water. His eyebrows were as handsome as ink paintings. Song Yuyan smiled at her. She turned around excitedly and picked up the suitcase. The man took her suitcase steadily with his other hand. He stepped back, and with two pairs of big hands, he held up the two suitcases at the same time and walked forward quickly.

Song Yuyan looked in disbelief. The man's arm strength was truly amazing. Her suitcase contained a month's worth of skirts. As it was already April, most of the things in it were skirts, with only a few thin coats and not a single pair of pants.

The dressing room in the bedroom was so big that she felt dizzy no matter how she looked at it. She also had to look for pants one by one, which was really too difficult for her. So, Song Yuyan gave up bringing pants and only took a lot of skirts and a few thin coats.

The skirts in the cloakroom are also the latest summer styles, with all kinds of styles. Since moving into the Nan family villa, she doesn't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation. She can also take a private jet to go on vacation. This is something Song Yuyan dare not even think about!

What galaxy did she save in her previous life to meet a man like Nan Zeyu? Song Yuyan followed him quickly behind him. He was walking in front of her with two suitcases in his long legs. Song Yuyan was just dazed and could not keep up with him, so she quickened her pace to catch up.

The two walked down the stairs. Nan Zeyu picked up the two suitcases and strode downstairs. He saw Ye Mingxuan wearing a white and red pearl suit. She also had a huge pearl velvet wide-brimmed hat on her head, which completely covered her entire breathtakingly beautiful face.

Song Yuyan smiled slightly on her face. She saw Ye Mingxuan and walked over. Ye Mingxuan also saw Song Yuyan following him. She walked over. Song Yuyan looked at Ye Mingxuan. Her eyes were as clear as water. She blinked coquettishly with her big eyes, and her red lips curved into a sweet Cupid's curve.

Ye Mingxuan looked at Song Yuyan from head to toe. She lifted the brim of her hat and looked up and down at Song Yuyan's skirt with her beautiful eyes. Song Yuyan laughed happily and said, "Auntie, you are wearing such a big hat. How do you think it is? Is this skirt suitable for holiday style?"

Song Yuyan couldn't see the expression on her face. Her wide-brimmed hat was too big. Ye Mingxuan held Song Yuyan's hands tightly with both hands, rubbed them in her palms, and said in a gentle voice: Of course, no matter what skirt our Xiaoyan wears, she looks like a fairy. The private plane is already waiting on the tarmac, let's go!

Song Yuyan was slightly stunned. So fast? She looked down at the time on her watch. It was only ten o'clock. Ye Mingxuan took Song Yuyan's hand and walked forward. Nan Zeyu was almost out of the door of the villa. He didn't struggle at all, and still walked very fast.

Outside the villa, on an open space at the back door, a huge propeller plane was already waiting there, making a rumbling sound. Song Yuyan saw Nan Zeyu already carrying two suitcases and walked to the cabin door. He half bent over, picked up the suitcases with both arms, and got in with his whole body.

The three of them got on the private plane, the cabin door slowly closed, the propeller plane slowly moved away from the ground, rose, and then took off. Song Yuyan was pulled forward by Ye Mingxuan and walked into a restaurant room. When she walked in, she saw Nan Zeyu already sitting on the velvet airplane chair in the restaurant room. When Song Yuyan walked in, she saw a variety of meals on the dining table.

She sat down blankly, her watery eyes staring at the food on the table. There were red wine steak, milk strawberry French toast, pure milk, milk cake, crystal cake, mousse cake, mixed fruit sandwich, waffle chocolate cake, puff milk ball, macaron, etc. Song Yuyan raised her eyes and glanced at Ye Mingxuan who was sitting opposite. Her eyes were full of interest, her red lips half opened, and she said in a dull voice: This... Auntie, did you hire a chef on the plane? It's so rich!

Ye Mingxuan reached out and took off her wide-brimmed hat, revealing a pair of eyes so beautiful that it was hard to tell her age. She turned her eyes and looked up at Song Yuyan, smiling softly with gentle eyes and brows, and said softly: No, but the chef in the villa’s kitchen prepared it in advance and then sent it to the private plane. You must be hungry, come and eat, Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan turned her head and glanced at Nan Zeyu who was sitting next to her. He lowered his eyebrows and ate the sweet and sour sausage rolls on the plate. He held a fork in one hand and a Western knife in the other. The man's profile was as handsome as a god, with a knife-like jawbone, a sculpted nose, slightly long eyes, fan-like eyelashes gently curled up, and thin lips that were slowly chewed.

Song Yuyan's heart beat uncontrollably when she saw him. He was too handsome. It was such a waste of talent. He was so handsome even when he was having breakfast. Song Yuyan, can you have some backbone? Didn't you already take a good look at his handsome face when you were in the hospital? Why are you still so intoxicated by him now...

The man's thin lips slightly raised up a faint arc, he glanced at her sideways, his eyes were filled with broken starlight, Song Yuyan hurriedly lowered her head, she hurriedly picked up her favorite meal, and then quickly put it on the plate.

The man lowered his eyes and glanced at Song Yuyan. She was eating strawberry mousse, blueberry sandwich, and snail meat. Nan Zeyu continued to eat indifferently. He chewed the food in his mouth slowly and said in a calm voice: There is still a lot, eat more, Yanyan, I asked the dessert chef to prepare it for you according to your preference.

Song Yuyan's heart skipped a beat and her face turned slightly red. She tried her best to cut the snail meat with her hands but couldn't. Seeing this, Nan Zeyu reached out and took her plate, brought it to him, and with some effort he cut the snail meat that was difficult to cut.

After handing it back to Song Yuyan, there was no reaction. She slowly turned her head and saw the man also turned his head and gave her a charming smile. Song Yuyan stared at his black eyes that were like a deep pool of thousands of years. His eyes were clear and transparent, and there was an unpredictable gentle smile hidden in his eyes.

His deep black eyes had an attraction that bewitched her deepest heart, as if he wanted to draw her into his deep eyes. His smile was as indifferent as usual, his face was very gentle, and his eyebrows and eyes had a light beauty that could melt her, which made her heart suddenly hit, and her little face flushed.

Nan Zeyu's deep black eyes looked at her quietly. Her eyebrows were slightly sweet, and her eyes were clear and moist like water. Her eyes seemed to be the autumn water of all things in the world. Her red lips were slightly moving, and her big, clear eyes were blinking, and her eyes were bright.

The man approached her red lips unexpectedly, and their breathing rhythm instantly became one, one breathing quickened, the other paused. He tilted his head slightly, and his thin lips were unpreparedly imprinted on her moist and translucent red lips. Song Yuyan blinked in surprise with her big eyes, her pupils slightly widened, and he tossed and turned gently on her red lips.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and the warmth of his breath between her lips and teeth made Song Yuyan lose her guard at all. This Nan Zeyu, damn man, where is my aunt? Sitting on the leather velvet chair opposite, Song Yuyan was wondering whether to respond to his kiss or not.

Ye Mingxuan, who was sitting opposite, was eating bird's nest with milk. She was stunned for a moment. Her eyes were as big as copper bells, and her face was stunned. Why does this boy like this? Look how shocked Song Yuyan was. She didn't know how to react.

In the entire dining room, there was only the man's gentle deep kiss, the stunned Song Yuyan, and the dazed Ye Mingxuan. Song Yuyan was almost suffocated by the kiss of the man in front of her. She raised her hand and pushed the man's chest. Nan Zeyu did not react at all, nor did he mean to let her go, and continued to kiss her like this.

He was like a wild wolf who could never get enough of tasting, carefully savoring the delicious strawberries. After a moment of silence, Nan Zeyu slowly left her red lips. He gave her a ghostly smile, his eyes as bright as stars, and he moved his lower lip with his thin lips. He said in a hoarse voice: My wife's lips are so sweet, I can't let go, I can't get enough of them.

Song Yuyan froze for a moment, her little face turned red instantly, and she glared at him angrily with her watery eyes. She lowered her head and breathed heavily. Ye Mingxuan looked at Nan Zeyu with her beautiful eyes filled with indifferent coldness. Nan Zeyu turned his head to meet his mother's indifferent cold eyes.

Ye Mingxuan's face darkened, and she leaned forward. She said in a serious voice: Nan Zeyu, look at what you did. Xiaoyan almost couldn't breathe. Your mother is still here? You don't care about your mother's feelings.

Nan Zeyu was not afraid of the cold eyes cast by Ye Mingxuan. He pulled his lips and smiled gently, like a nobleman in the dark night. His eyes were as deep as the sea. He lowered his voice and said: "Is there anything wrong with me kissing my own wife? Mom, it's because Yanyan is too sweet."