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

After coming out of Ancheng Hospital, Song Yuyan looked at the hospital entrance with a worried look on her face. Behind her, Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with cold eyes and frowned. For this little girl, all he could do was to accompany her when she needed medicine. Nan Zeyu called Song Yuyan and said indifferently: Xiaoyan, okay, come here, I have something to tell you.

When Song Yuyan heard Nan Zeyu's cold, low and magnetic voice, she turned around with her watery eyes and looked at Nan Zeyu behind her. She smiled faintly and walked over quickly. Nan Zeyu's height of 189 made Song Yuyan look petite and lovely. Song Yuyan raised her eyes and looked at Nan Zeyu. The man's eyes were cold, but his pupils were slightly soft and domineering.

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu in a sweet voice and said doubtfully: Well, Boss, what do you want to tell me? Nan Zeyu looked closely at the sweet and lovely Song Yuyan in front of him, and said to her softly: Your mother said that you should not live alone at home anymore, and live in my villa, Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu in shock. He looked calm and composed, without a trace of emotion. What? Living in the villa of the overbearing boss, why do I feel like my mother sold me to the overbearing boss? No, my mother was just hospitalized for treatment. If she was really sold, there would be a contract for selling her body, right?

Nan Zeyu's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at the girl in front of him with amusement as her eyes changed into various expressions. She was really too cute. Nan Zeyu clenched his right fist and put it on his lips. He coughed and looked at Song Yuyan with a frown. Song Yuyan raised her eyes to look at Nan Zeyu's cold and creepy eyes, and said nervously: Could it be that my mother sold me to you? Domineering CEO.

Nan Zeyu frowned instantly, his eyes darkened, and his face turned cold. Song Yuyan was stunned. It’s over. Did I say something wrong? It felt like he was going to be angry. After a moment, Nan Zeyu returned to his cold expression and looked at Song Yuyan and said: You fool, how did you think of this? I surrender to you.

The words uttered were cold and full of dissatisfaction and contempt, which made Song Yuyan very unhappy. She stared with angry eyes, frowned, and blushed. She looked at Nan Zeyu and shouted: "You are the fool? What did I say wrong? I am convinced by you!" Song Yuyan said this and turned to leave the hospital.

Behind him, Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan helplessly and shouted: Come back, did I let you go? It was your mother who entrusted you to me and let you live in my house. Song Yuyan stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at Nan Zeyu, who had a cold face. His eyes said, "Don't mess with me."

Song Yuyan quickly ran to Nan Zeyu, raised her eyes to look at the tall figure of Nan Zeyu who made her a little afraid, and whispered: "Okay, then you didn't explain it clearly just now, Boss, you are not angry." Nan Zeyu had a cold face, and when he heard Song Yuyan's sweet voice that made him unable to resist, he looked at Song Yuyan and said: "I won't."

Then, it became a scene where Nan Zeyu was walking in front and Song Yuyan was pulling his arm from behind. Passersby who were walking outside the hospital saw this scene and said: The young people nowadays are so blatantly showing their affection in the street, don’t they really take us passersby into consideration?

Song Yuyan suddenly stopped and turned to look at the passerby who was looking at her, who was an old man. At this time, Nan Zeyu did not hear Song Yuyan's noisy sweet voice. He turned around and looked behind him, walked over quickly, grabbed Song Yuyan's arm and left the gate of Ancheng Hospital.

Song Yuyan came back to her senses and looked at Nan Zeyu's profile. She knew that the boss was still angry, so she didn't say anything. Nan Zeyu drove the Ferrari back to Mingduyuan Garden, parked the Ferrari, and then took the elevator upstairs with Song Yuyan. When they arrived at the door of her house, Song Yuyan opened her bag, took out the key and opened the door. Nan Zeyu walked into her house quickly. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu and said with a smile: "Then I'll trouble you, President Nan. You wait here, I'll go upstairs to pack my luggage."

Nan Zeyu nodded slightly, and Song Yuyan walked quickly to the stairs. Nan Zeyu walked to the chair in the dining room. He pulled the chair open with his big hand and sat on it. His eyes looked around Song Yuyan's living room. He was really worried about letting this little girl live alone at home. Her furniture was a little old. He looked at the dining table. There were obvious signs of wood cracks on the edge of the table. He frowned.

Song Yuyan walked back to the room, opened the door, and went straight to the closet. She opened the closet door and looked inside the closet from top to bottom. She took out all the winter skirts, clothes, and suits. Then, she put them all on the bed, took out an extra-large suitcase, and quickly put the clothes, skirts, and suits on the bed into the suitcase.

After packing her clothes, Song Yuyan quickly walked to the bathroom, put her face towel, amino acid facial cleanser, toothpaste and toothbrush in a small box, then walked out of the bathroom, put them in the suitcase, and ran to the dressing table to pack up her skin care products, cosmetics and hairdressing tools.

After packing everything, Song Yuyan looked up at the wall clock in the room. It was already 5 o'clock... After zipping up the suitcase, Song Yuyan struggled to lift it off the bed. It didn't look like much, but it was really heavy to pack. Song Yuyan looked at the suitcase that was tilted by her with a confused look on her face. Why didn't the suitcase listen to her?

Just as Song Yuyan was trying hard to pull the suitcase, there was a knock on the door. Song Yuyan frowned and looked towards the door. Nan Zeyu was standing at the door, looking at her blankly. Song Yuyan straightened up, looking at Nan Zeyu with aggrieved eyes and said: Come and help me, Mr. Nan, this suitcase doesn't listen to me?

Nan Zeyu walked over quickly and looked at Song Yuyan's particularly heavy suitcase. Without saying a word, he picked up the suitcase and walked out of the room. Behind him, Song Yuyan was stunned. The boss was really strong. The suitcase didn't make a fuss in his hands? Song Yuyan quickly followed him out of the room and closed the door.

The moment she closed the door, Nan Zeyu disappeared. Song Yuyan looked towards the stairs and trotted downstairs quickly. When Song Yuyan went downstairs, she saw Nan Zeyu standing next to the shoe cabinet. She walked over quickly. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan, and his pupils were so deep that she was frightened.

The domineering president's pupils turned out to be so handsome, such deep pupils, which made her heart beat faster. Nan Zeen curled the corners of his mouth and looked at Song Yuyan in a cold voice and said: "Everything is packed, let's go, Xiaoyan." Song Yuyan was only a few centimeters away from Nan Zeyu, but she felt that the breath exhaled from his lips and teeth made her feel itchy.

Song Yuyan blushed and looked at Nan Zeyu sweetly and said: "Okay, then Mr. Nan, can you help me carry the suitcase? I really can't handle that thing. I can't even pull it." Song Yuyan frowned and pointed at the black and white oversized suitcase next to Nan Zeyu.

Nan Zeyu looked down at the suitcase, opened the door, and took the suitcase out of the door. Song Yuyan followed him. She looked around the living room reluctantly, "Wait for me to come back, me, and my mother." Then, she closed the door reluctantly and locked it with the key.

After leaving the corridor, Nan Zeyu walked quickly with the suitcase, and Song Yuyan trotted behind him. How come this boss's legs are so long that he can walk so fast with such a heavy suitcase? Song Yuyan felt the dense beads of sweat on her forehead, and she raised the back of her hand to wipe the sweat.

Nan Zeyu walked to the parking lot with a suitcase with a cold face, put the suitcase in the trunk of the Ferrari, and closed the door. He turned his eyes to look behind him, and saw Song Yuyan running out of breath. Her face was slightly red, she was panting, and her chest was heaving slightly.

Nan Zeyu quickly walked to the door of the Ferrari, took out the car key, opened the door, got into the driver's seat, then stepped on the key in the car and the door slowly opened. Song Yuyan touched her chest that was rising and falling, and slowly got into the car. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan coldly, then closed both doors.

The Ferrari drove out of Mingduyuan Garden, left Mingduyuan and headed towards the villa. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu who was driving the car and said softly: "Mr. Nan, your mother doesn't hate me, right? I mean, if I live in your villa, your mother won't be disgusted, right?"

Nan Zeyu's face darkened instantly, and he turned his eyes to look at Song Yuyan who was sitting in the passenger seat. He said lightly: "It's not annoying, you sit well, I'm going to drive faster, Xiaoyan." Song Yuyan held the buckle of the seat belt very obediently, and Nan Zeyu drove the Ferrari as fast as a flying arrow.

The speed of the car scared Song Yuyan to death, it was too fast. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu in panic and shouted: Slow down, drive slower, President Nan, you are not in a hurry to reincarnate? Nan Zeyu loosened his ankle and slowed down the speed. After Song Yuyan recovered, she leaned back in the seat and shouted: As expected, your president is so willful that he doesn't care about the life and death of an ordinary person like me.

Nan Ze didn't say anything while driving the Ferrari, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising. At 7 o'clock, the Ferrari stopped at the door of the villa. Nan Zeyu leaned in front of Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan's face turned slightly red. His warm masculine scent rushed into her nostrils at close range, making her dazed.

Nan Zeyu looked into Song Yuyan's watery eyes. She was looking at him with watery eyes. Her pupils were big and bright, with fine watery light flickering slightly, which made him feel hot. Nan Zeyu lowered his head and quickly unbuckled his seat belt. He said in an unnatural voice: Okay, get out of the car, we've arrived at the villa.

Song Yuyan looked inside the Ferrari, her eyes fell on a white button next to the steering wheel. She stretched out her arm and pressed it, and the door opened automatically. Nan Zeyu was stunned, watching the door open automatically, and Song Yuyan had already walked out of the Ferrari with her bag.

Nan Zeyu opened the left door and got out quickly. Song Yuyan was stunned. Is this Mr. Nan's villa? It is many times bigger than Ancheng Park. It is like a castle, with three floors inside and three floors outside. The villa is built with a crystal color and has five floors. Nan Zeyu walked quickly to Song Yuyan and looked at her stunned face.

This little girl can even fit an egg in her mouth. Is her villa so big? Song Yuyan glanced outside the villa, then turned to look at Nan Zeyu and said in panic: "Boss Nan, your villa is really big. How many people are there in your family?" Such a big villa...

Nan Zeyu looked at the door of the villa and said coldly: "My father, my mother, and the housekeeper and servants add up to more than 10 people." Song Yuyan walked in front of Nan Zeyu with an unbelievable look on her face, looked at Nan Zeyu and said: "More than 10 people, living in such a big villa? You really have too much money to spend, right?"

Nan Zeyu smiled. He, Nan Zeyu, had the most money. The assets of Nan Group alone amounted to more than 10 billion. Nan Group held the title of the largest company in Ancheng City. All subsidiaries could not compare to Nan Group. Whether it was production, development projects or employees in the group, they were companies that everyone dreamed of entering.

Suddenly, the door of the villa opened, and a woman with delicate looks, simple makeup, gentle eyes as gentle as water, especially a pair of soft, charming and beautiful eyes that people can't forget at a second glance, walked out with a light gait. Song Yuyan took a closer look and whispered: Are you the mother of President Nan whom I met in the American hospital?

Ye Mingxuan smiled faintly as she looked at Song Yuyan who was stunned. Today, she found that this girl was really sweet, especially her voice, which was as sweet as honey, and she felt very relieved. Ye Mingxuan walked forward and looked at Song Yuyan tenderly, pinched her slightly red face and said: It's me, Xiaoyan, welcome to my home!

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu, and he looked at Ye Mingxuan and said softly: It seems that Xiaoyan can't recognize you, mom. Ye Mingxuan lowered her eyes and smiled softly, then raised her eyes and looked at Song Yuyan and said: After returning to China, I put on my old makeup. Maybe it's this makeup that made me look so different. It's not surprising that Xiaoyan can't recognize me!

Song Yuyan pulled the corner of her mouth awkwardly, looked at Ye Mingxuan and said: "Yes, Aunt Nan, then I'll trouble you to live in your villa." Ye Mingxuan gently lifted Song Yuyan's fair jawbone and said: "What's the trouble? You can stay as long as you want. Auntie, I liked you the first time I saw you, Xiaoyan."

Song Yuyan looked at Ye Mingxuan blankly, and said sweetly: "Ah? Did Aunt Nan fall in love with me at first sight in the American hospital?" Ye Mingxuan smiled and nodded, looked at Song Yuyan and said gently: "Yes, Xiaoyan." Nan Zeyu stood by, looking at his mother and Song Yuyan calmly. He believed that Xiaoyan would slowly fall in love with him in the villa life, because he felt that Song Yuyan also loved him.

Song Yuyan walked into the villa and was dazzled. Is this really a villa? It was as if she had come to a villa in a novel. The living room was so big that it could hold countless parties. And the staircase not far away was so long? Song Yuyan stared at the villa in amazement. Nan Zeyu shook his head and looked at the way Song Yuyan's waist turned around with his eyes. Is she so cute?