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

Song Yuyan was also panicked, not knowing what to do. She looked at Assistant Bai, who closed the car door and walked towards Wen Zichen with a serious face, "Excuse me, Mr. Wen, are you waiting for Miss Song here? But how do you know where Miss Song lives? I have no ill intentions, Mr. Wen."

Wen Zichen looked at Assistant Bai in front of him. Not to mention that he was the famous assistant of Nan Zeyu, but he was also on Song Yuyan's side. It can be imagined that he was very protective of her. Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan again, and she looked at him with an incredible look in her eyes.

I can't say that I drove to this garden after investigating Song Yu's residence. Just when Wen Zichen looked flustered, Song Yuyan said, "Since Mr. Wen is here to have dinner with me, he must have been waiting for a long time, right? Then why don't I and Assistant Bai come along?"

Wen Zichen wanted to say no in his heart, but seeing the indifferent look in Assistant Bai's eyes, Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan, whose watery eyes were starry, and said in a gentle voice: Of course, Song Yuyan, do you want to take my car or Assistant Bai's car?

Song Yuyan looked at Assistant Bai who was standing opposite Wen Zichen on the left. Assistant Bai thought to himself, I must do well in all the orders given by the president. Assistant Bai looked straight at Wen Zichen and said responsibly: "Let's take our president's car. Miss Song is more familiar with cars, Mr. Wen."

Song Yuyan was going crazy. Why did she have to bring out the boss? Also, when did I recognize the car? This Assistant Bai was really... Song Yuyan looked at Wen Zichen quietly, and saw that Wen Zichen lowered his head and was thinking about something, and the gentle arc at the corners of his mouth faded.

After a long while, Wen Zichen looked up at Song Yuyan and said gently: "It's okay, Song Yuyan, I know a good hotel, I guarantee you will like it." Song Yuyan looked at Wen Zichen with watery eyes and said blankly: "Ah? Okay, Mr. Wen, thank you for your help."

Wen Zichen was actually furious. What was there to be angry about for a lousy assistant? She needed you to help her decide which car to take? But out of consideration for his feelings, Wen Zichen suppressed his anger and said to Song Yuyan: No trouble, I'll go drive, you guys follow.

After saying that, Wen Zichen walked quickly towards the Porsche, opened the door, and got in gently. Assistant Bai looked at Wen Zichen and said in dissatisfaction: No matter how you look at it, he is just pretending. I want to see what is behind Wen Zichen's mask. Of course, only President Nan will know this.

Assistant Bai didn't say anything, and walked quickly to the Ferrari, opened the car door, and then opened the back door. Song Yuyan quickly got into the car. Assistant Bai looked at Song Yuyan behind him and said seriously: Miss Song, I will protect you no matter what. When we eat later, please follow my instructions.

Song Yuyan looked at Assistant Bai and nodded slightly. Assistant Bai started the Ferrari sports car and followed behind Wen Zichen. Wen Zichen did not drive fast. His speed was stable with that of Assistant Bai, so Wen Zichen could see Assistant Bai driving.

Assistant Bai was driving the car and looked at Wen Zichen. He turned on the car navigation system and followed the voice broadcast of the navigation system to distinguish the road conditions. Assistant Bai said in contempt: "So you have to follow the car navigation system. How much do you think you know?" Assistant Bai didn't know why he couldn't stand Wen Zichen's gentleness. He always felt that his gentleness was unnatural and was done for Miss Song.

About an hour later, Wen Zichen drove his car and stopped at the door of an ancient-style hotel in the ancient city area of ​​Ancheng. Assistant Bai looked up at the entrance of the hotel: "Yueyunxiang". Yueyunxiang is the most delicious ancient-style hotel in Ancheng. Most of its dishes are ancient dishes. Many people who come to Ancheng for tourism choose to eat here.

Wen Zichen opened the car door, and Assistant Bai also stepped on the button on the car, and the door of the Ferrari sports car opened automatically. When Assistant Bai slowly got out of the car, Wen Zichen felt uneasy. Why did he feel that this assistant was more powerful than him? Especially since the door of this sports car opened automatically, while his Porsche still needed to be opened manually...

Assistant Bai got out of the car and looked at Wen Zichen's uneasiness. This is a top-level Ferrari sports car. Only the president has one in Ancheng. Of course it's amazing. Song Yuyan opened the back door. Wen Zichen noticed Song Yuyan. He walked up to Song Yuyan and looked at her and said, "Have you ever eaten at this hotel?" Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan looked at the three words on the hotel plaque. Isn't this the most ancient-style hotel in Ancheng? Ancient gold products are placed at the entrance of the hotel. There is also a long imperial war wall in the corridor. Under the wall are statues of the Kangxi Dynasty. It is very magnificent and eye-catching!

Song Yuyan was stunned for a long time, then she came back to her senses and looked at Wen Zichen and said rudely: "Sorry, I was distracted just now and have never been to this hotel?" Mr. Wen. Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan's dazed look and said gently: "It's okay, the food in this hotel is from ancient times, and people who come to Ancheng for tourism must come to this hotel."

Assistant Bai coughed a few times, and Song Yuyan looked at Assistant Bai and said, "I know, Assistant Bai." Assistant Bai walked into the hotel first, and then Wen Zichen led Song Yuyan into Yueyunxiang. Unexpectedly, Yueyunxiang Hotel was even more jaw-dropping. The completely royal style was carefully crafted and carved out of stone.

The three of them sat down near the hotel entrance. The waiter came over with a menu in his hand. Wen Zichen, as the one who treated them to a meal, took the menu from the waiter, lowered his eyes, and said to the waiter gently: Let's have all the dishes on this page!

The waiter looked at Wen Zichen, his smile froze for a moment, and then he said: Oh, okay, then please wait a moment. After that, the waiter took the menu and walked quickly backwards to the kitchen. Wen Zichen didn't want the waiter to know that he was a frequent customer of this hotel, so he pretended to know nothing and ordered dishes.

Assistant Bai, who was sitting next to him, caught him red-handed. No matter how well Wen Zichen disguised himself, he could see through it at a glance. It seemed that Wen Zichen was a frequent visitor to this hotel. Just now, the waiter looked at Wen Zichen with an expression that said, "Don't you come here often? Why are you eating so many dishes?" Assistant Bai saw it all.

About an hour later, all the dishes were served. Song Yuyan smelled the aroma and looked at the table. Thirteen dishes? Can three people finish them all? Song Yuyan looked at Wen Zichen who was sitting opposite her and asked in surprise: Mr. Wen, so many dishes? Can we finish them all?

When Wen Zichen heard Song Yuyan's voice, he raised his eyes and looked at her tenderly and said gently: If you can't finish it, just pack it up, it's okay, don't look at it, eat the food quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold.

As he spoke, Wen Zichen gently put the Suzhou-style Dongpo pork bun placed in front of her into Song Yuyan's bowl. Before Song Yuyan could react, Wen Zichen kept putting food into her bowl, making Song Yuyan's eyes widen. He almost put all the food on the table into her bowl.

Assistant Bai was just drinking tea quietly beside him, taking in all of Wen Zichen's actions. After the meal, Song Yuyan ate the most and she felt her stomach was about to burst. Wen Zichen also ate a lot. Assistant Bai ate the least and only had a few bites of the dishes that the emperor had eaten when he went to the south of the Yangtze River, as well as noodles and rice. Assistant Bai poured a cup of tea for Song Yuyan and said to her: I don't know what kind of tea this is, but after drinking it I feel like I have digested a lot. You drink this tea, Miss Song.

Song Yuyan looked at the clear white tea that Assistant Bai handed to her, and suddenly took it up and poured it into her mouth. The tea tasted neither strong nor bitter, but a little sweet, and had a floral scent. Soon after drinking it, she farted several times, but the farts were not loud. Fortunately, she was wearing a dress made of thick fabric today, otherwise it would be so embarrassing for the two of them to smell the fart...

The three of them digested for an hour before getting up. Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan and said, "It's my treat today, so I'll pay the bill. You and Assistant Bai just need to wait at the door." Song Yuyan looked at Wen Zichen, who had a gentle face, and turned around and walked out of Yueyunxiang slowly with Assistant Bai.

After Wen Zichen paid the bill, he was about to leave Yueyunxiang when his cell phone rang. He frowned and took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket. The caller ID showed that it was Assistant Lin. He pressed the answer button and Assistant Lin's panicked voice reached Wen Zichen's ears, saying, "Oh no, Mr. Wen, we need your signature on the contract for Mingyue House. The boss over there called to make an appointment for dinner tomorrow night. What do you think, Mr. President?"

Wen Zi frowned. Fortunately, the meal was over. He wanted to send Song Yuyan home. But it seemed that it was not possible. He said to Lin, the special assistant on the phone: I will go back to the company tomorrow. Please help me to delay it until I go back to the company tomorrow. That's it. After that, Wen Zichen hung up the phone angrily.

Will the Baifu Group not be able to operate without me? He needs me for everything. If it weren't for his father, he wouldn't take over this broken company. It's not enough that he can't rank high in the competition, but he has so many dinners that he doubts his life. He really wants to start his own company.

Wen Zichen adjusted his facial expression and walked out of Yueyunxiang with gentle steps. When Wen Zichen walked out of Yueyunxiang, he saw Song Yuyan and Assistant Bai standing by the Ferrari sports car and talking about something. Wen Zichen wanted to go forward to listen to what they were saying. Assistant Bai immediately understood and turned sideways to look behind him.

Wen Zichen saw Assistant Bai looking at him defensively, and Wen Zichen said gently: "Ah, nothing, I've already bought the bill, are you all full?" Song Yuyan turned her head and looked at Wen Zichen behind her and said in a faint voice: "I'm full, thank you Mr. Wen today, my stomach is full, but I drank tea and now I have digested a lot."

Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan's watery eyes. Her eyes were pure, clear and bright, with twinkling eyes. Wen Zichen was stunned for a moment. Song Yuyan touched her face and thought to herself: Hmm, is there something on my face? Why is Wen Zichen staring at me blankly...

Assistant Bai looked at the way Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan, but it was true that if Miss Song's eyes were really full of stars, anyone would be stunned. No wonder the president lost control and kissed Miss Song's lips madly in the suite that night. Assistant Bai knew the answer.

Then, Song Yuyan sat in the Ferrari sports car again. This time, Wen Zichen drove behind her and Assistant Bai drove in the front. Assistant Bai looked at the Porsche in the rearview mirror and said, "Let me try the speed of flying." Assistant Bai stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the Ferrari sports car drove on the road at the speed of an arrow.

Wen Zi's eyes widened as he watched the Ferrari sports car driven by Assistant Bai flying farther and farther away. He also sped up and tried his best to catch up. Song Yuyan, who was sitting in the seat behind him, had already fallen asleep unconscious. Not long after she got in the car, she wanted to close her eyes. In addition, this Ferrari sports car has a built-in seat massage function, so she fell asleep in a short while.

Assistant Bai realized that Song Yuyan was sitting in the back. She quickly turned her head to look back and saw Song Yuyan lying on the back seat of the car, fast asleep. Assistant Bai took her cell phone and took a picture of Song Yuyan sleeping.

Half an hour later, Assistant Bai drove to the entrance of Mingduyuan. Assistant Bai turned on the heater in the car, but Song Yuyan still didn't wake up. At this time, Wen Zichen also drove to the place where Assistant Bai parked at the entrance of Mingduyuan. Wen Zichen unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door.

He got out of the car and walked to the Ferrari. Assistant Bai saw Wen Zichen, rolled down the window, looked at Wen Zichen and said softly: Miss Song is asleep, you can tell me what you want to say. Wen Zichen was stunned. What? Song Yuyan actually fell asleep in the car.

Assistant Bai looked at Wen Zichen, stepped on the button on the car, and the door opened automatically. He got out of the car and closed the door gently. Wen Zichen looked at Assistant Bai who got out of the car. He looked at Assistant Bai and said: I don’t have much to say, but Assistant Bai really protects Song Yuyan well?

Assistant Bai heard the hint in Wen Zichen's words, and instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "That's inevitable. The president asked me to protect Miss Song. You have met our president, Mr. Wen, right?" When Wen Zichen thought of Nan Zeyu's cold face, he couldn't help but tremble. He looked at Assistant Bai and said, "I met him yesterday. Your president is really amazing. Of course, our Baifu Group is not bad either."

Assistant Bai wanted to laugh when he heard this. Baifu Group, a company ranked in the top three, dares to compare with Nan Group? President Nan had heard of Baifu Group a long time ago. It was a company that squeezed into the top three by relying on contracts from some big shots. It was not very strong, but it had the most dinner parties, basically one dinner party a week, and it was a company that could only win major contracts by relying on dinner parties.

Wen Zichen looked at Assistant Bai's mocking expression, and he glanced at Assistant Bai coldly and said, "Assistant Bai, did you think of something funny?" Assistant Bai put away the sneer on his face and looked at Wen Zichen with a serious face and said, "Yes, I thought of something funny. Since Miss Song is asleep, you can leave first, Mr. Wen."

Wen Zichen clenched his hands tightly, looking at the lovely girl sleeping in the back seat of the car, Song Yuyan, I will want you to like me, he looked at the girl in the back seat for several times, then turned and walked towards the Porsche, hesitated for a while, opened the door and got in the car, Assistant Bai looked at the Porsche driving away, except for President Nan, no one can touch Miss Song's hair!