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

It was already 8 o'clock when we got back to the villa. After getting out of the car, Nan Zeyu opened the door and I quickly got out of the car. Nan Zeyu looked at me and said, "Come with me to the villa later. Wait for me, Xiaoyan." Song Yuyan walked aside with her bag and waited for Nan Zeyu obediently.

After a while, Nan Zeyu got out of the Ferrari. He looked at Assistant Bai in the car and said coldly: "Park my car and you can go home, Assistant Bai." Assistant Bai's heavy voice came from the car: "Okay, President Nan."

After Nan Zeyu finished speaking, he walked quickly towards Song Yuyan. He looked at Song Yuyan's sweet and lovely face and said, "Let's go into the villa. Aunt Li must have prepared dinner, Xiaoyan." Song Yuyan responded quickly, and then walked quickly to the door of the villa.

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan's steady pace. Why was this little girl so enthusiastic about eating? As soon as Song Yuyan entered the villa, Aunt Li walked up to her and said, "Miss Song, you are back. The meal is ready. Where is the young master?"

Song Yuyan looked behind her. The man walked into the villa with a cold face and walked quickly to the dining room. Song Yuyan's eyes showed displeasure. Why is this man like this? Can't the servants say anything? Really, Song Yuyan looked at Li Ma and smiled sweetly and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Li Ma. I'll go to eat now."

Song Yuyan followed Nan Zeyu's steps and walked to the dining room. At the table, the man ate the rice in the bowl with a cold face. Song Yuyan kept picking up the dishes. She thought, what's wrong with the domineering president? Who has offended him again? Ye Mingxuan was eating and saw her son with a gloomy face. She whispered: Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? Who made you angry?

The man looked at Ye Mingxuan's pretty face with a sullen look in his eyes and said coldly: "There is a rubbish supervisor in our company. I am thinking about how to punish her. The company will never allow rubbish supervisors to appear." The man looked at Ye Mingxuan, who was eating delicious food, with a sullen look in his eyes. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up from his chair.

He glanced at Song Yuyan who was eating and said: "How dare you bully Xiaoyan? I really can't eat, Aunt Li." Nan Zeyu looked at Aunt Li standing next to him and said: "Heat up the food and bring it to my room later. I'll go upstairs first."

Li Ma looked at Master Nan, whose face was so cold that she was terrified, and quickly responded: "Okay, okay, I know, Master." After the man finished speaking, he quickly pushed the chair away and walked towards the stairs. Ye Mingtian frowned and looked at Song Yuyan, whose mouth was full of food. She asked tentatively: "Yanyan, what happened to Xiaoyu? He said it had something to do with you, what a rubbish supervisor, what did that supervisor do to you?"

Song Yuyan suddenly stopped eating and looked at Ye Mingxuan blankly. Garbage supervisor, where did this garbage supervisor come from? Suddenly, she thought of something. So, the boss couldn't eat because of her... Song Yuyan looked at Ye Mingxuan's anxious eyes and whispered: There is a supervisor who has added a lot of workload to me. I kept typing out the text in 10 manuscripts yesterday. When I got off work, President Nan saw it. Maybe it was that supervisor...

The more Ye Mingxuan listened, the angrier she became. She looked at Song Yuyan with wide eyes and said: This is absurd, how can there be such an employee? No wonder Xiaoyu is angry. The more Ye Mingxuan talked, the angrier she became. She simply dropped her bowl and chopsticks, got up from her chair, and ran towards the stairs. Song Yuyan stared at the stairs blankly. Are these mother and son really exactly the same?

Song Yuyan looked at the table in a dilemma. There were still so many dishes. What a waste it would be if she didn't finish them? She continued to eat the food in the bowl. An hour later, Song Yuyan licked her lips in satisfaction, leaned back on the chair, and patted her full stomach. She was really full...

Seeing this, Aunt Li walked up to Song Yuyan and said, "Well, Miss Song, the young master hasn't eaten much yet, can you bring his bowl to me?" When Song Yuyan heard Aunt Li's voice, she glanced at Nan Zeyu's position, took the rice that had not been touched, and handed the bowl to Aunt Li.

Mother Li quickly took the bowl and ran towards the kitchen. After finishing her meal, Song Yuyan walked slowly towards the stairs. The food in the domineering boss's house was so delicious. She seemed to have fallen in love with his food after only living there for two days. If she didn't live in this villa one day, she was afraid that she would not be able to get used to it.

Song Yuyan looked at the huge villa with her watery eyes. After returning to her room, she took a quick bath. As she was bathing, she felt her eyelids drooping. She fell into a deep sleep in the bathtub. Until the hot water in the bathtub turned cold.

Song Yuyan opened her eyes, covered her trembling body and walked out of the bathtub. Song Yuyan wiped the water off her body, then put on warm and fluffy pajamas and walked out of the bathroom. This strange big room actually made her feel safe, but it was easy to get lost.

She stumbled into the room, her eyelids already extremely sleepy. She walked to the bed, kicked off her woolen slippers from her ankles, threw herself heavily onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt up to her shoulders, and then fell into a deep sleep.

At the door of the room, the man stood at Song Yuyan's door. He tightened his fists and knocked on the door. Nan Zeyu's mouth corners slightly raised. After taking a shower, he suddenly wanted to see her for some reason, so he hurried over. Nan Zeyu knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no movement in the room.

He had a cold and handsome face, frowning. He fell asleep already? What time is it? The man looked at his watch. Oh, it was 11:. She had to go to school tomorrow, Monday. Wait, how would she go to school? She was at her own home before, but now she was living in his villa.

The man's eyes turned cold, and he walked back to his room quickly. Nan Zeyu sat on the sofa, picked up the phone on the sofa and dialed Assistant Bai's number. As soon as Assistant Bai answered President Nan's phone, Nan Zeyu quickly said in a cold voice: Park the car in front of the villa before 7: tomorrow, and then call me, I want to send Xiaoyan to school, do you understand, Assistant Bai?

Assistant Bai just remembered that Song Yuyan was still a college student. He came back to his senses and said to President Nan: I understand, President Nan, you should rest early! The man hung up Assistant Bai's phone, got up from the sofa, walked quickly to the bed, and lay on the bed, but no matter how he lay, he seemed to have no sleepiness.

He seemed unable to sleep because he hadn’t seen the little girl’s sweet face... Nan Zeyu got up from the bed and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He opened the door and a gust of wind made his body shake. But he was Nan Zeyu. Would such a small wind blow him down?

Nan Zeyu sat on a chair outside the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night view outside the villa. The lights outside the villa were bright. This villa area was the largest villa in Ancheng. It was heavily guarded and people from outside could not get in. Basically, by 12 o'clock, the villa area was already very secure. Nan Zeyu sat until almost 12 o'clock before he got up from the chair and walked out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Early the next morning, Song Yuyan was still asleep when a hurried knock on the door woke her up. She frowned, opened her sleepy eyes with a bitter face, got out of bed in a daze, walked to the door of the room, opened it, and saw Nan Zeyu standing at the door in a suit and tie. She instantly widened her eyes and looked at the cold man at the door.

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan who was still sleepy, and said gently: "Today, when you go to school, hurry up and wash up, change clothes, and come downstairs, okay, Xiaoyan." Song Yuyan opened her eyes in surprise, but Nan Zeyu had finished speaking and turned away from the door.

Song Yuyan slapped her cheeks hard and walked quickly to the bathroom. Because the bathroom floor was absorbent, she didn't have to worry about falling even if she walked barefoot on it. Song Yuyan quickly washed up to wash away the tiredness on her face. After washing her face, she walked out of the bathroom.

She quickly ran to the closet, opened the door, and took out a set of winter girlish clothes. Song Yuyan put on her clothes, combed her hair into a sweet ponytail, then ran to the door of the room with her bag and quickly ran towards the stairs.

In the dining room, Nan Zeyu was eating breakfast when he was suddenly disturbed by the sound of footsteps running down the stairs. He looked towards the stairs indifferently. Song Yuyan appeared at the stairs wearing a chiffon shirt jacket and a light-colored peach-colored long skirt. She had a playful ponytail and ran quickly towards the dining room.

Song Yuyan put her bag on the dining table, sat on a chair, and ate breakfast in a hurry. Ye Mingxuan ate the seafood bun in his mouth, looked at Song Yuyan with a frown and reminded: Oh, Yanyan, eat slowly, don't worry, Xiaoyu will take you to school.

Song Yuyan drank the light seafood porridge in her bowl. She ate it in a hurry, which made Nan Zeyu frown. Is this little girl going to choke herself to death? She drank so fast. Sure enough, the next second, Song Yuyan was choked by the hot air in the porridge and coughed. Her little face was red and she coughed with a frown. Nan Zeyu put down the bowl.

She quickly stood up, walked around to the chair where Song Yuyan was sitting, stood behind her and gave her a strong massage. Song Yuyan's lungs ached from coughing. Ye Mingxuan also quickly stood up and ran to Song Yuyan's chair. She looked at Song Yuyan with a worried look on her face and said, "How is it? Did you choke on your lungs, Yanyan?"

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan and said in a deep voice: "Don't move. I'll give you a massage, the same one I gave your mother at your house last time. It will be fine in a while." Song Yuyan nodded, unable to speak. Nan Zeyu began to massage Song Yuyan's back little by little, along her airway. Slowly, Song Yuyan felt that her lungs were not so itchy anymore, and her face was not so red anymore.

Half an hour later, Nan Zeyu stopped massaging Song Yuyan, looked at Song Yuyan and whispered: "How are you now? Do you feel better? Xiaoyan." Nan Zeyu's caring voice reached Song Yuyan's ears, and she raised her eyes and said with joy: "Much better, your massage is so great, thank you, Mr. Nan."

The man's face turned cold and he called him President Nan again, but he thought of his mother's presence, so he suppressed his anger and looked at Song Yuyan and said lightly: "Well, get up after you finish eating, I'll go to the door of the villa first." Nan Zeyu glanced at Song Yuyan, then turned and walked quickly to the door of the villa.

Song Yuyu didn't dare to eat anymore. She quickly stood up and took the bag from the dining table. She suddenly thought of something, turned around and looked at Ye Mingxuan and said sweetly: "I'm fine, Aunt Ye, and I have to thank President Nan. You continue with your breakfast. Aunt Ye, I have to go to school. I haven't been to school for more than a week."

Ye Mingxuan looked at Song Yuyan, whose complexion had returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Okay, Auntie knows, come back soon! Yanyan." Song Yuyan hugged Ye Mingxuan's shoulders, smiled sweetly at her, and walked quickly to the door of the villa with her bag.

Nan Zeyu was standing at the door of the villa. When he saw the petite figure running out of the villa, he quickly opened the car door. In order to get up early to send her to school, he got up at 6:8. He used to get up at o'clock. This was the first time he broke his time principle for a little girl.

Song Yuyan quickly picked up her bag and entered the Ferrari. Nan Zeyu also opened the driver's door and got into the Ferrari. This time, Song Yuyan fastened her seat belt herself and fastened it in an instant. The man looked at Song Yuyan with a gentle expression and said, "Xiaoyan, you know how to fasten your seat belt? Is that strange?"

Song Yuyan stuck out her pink tongue and looked at the man's handsome face and said: "I saw you wash me many times, so I just remembered it little by little. Hehe, thank you, Yu." Nan Zeyu's face turned slightly red, but Song Yuyan didn't see this scene because she was pulling the buckle on the seat belt.

The man's handsome face blushed. He started the Ferrari, turned the car around, and then drove the Ferrari away from the villa gate. When the car drove out of the villa and onto the road, Song Yuyan stared at Nan Zeyu with her watery eyes like a curious baby.

Nan Zeyu was confused by the stares, and he said in a deep voice: Is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me? Xiaoyan The man touched his handsome face while driving the car. Song Yuyan's eyes were dotted with stars, emitting a sweet and lovely watery light, and said: No, I just want to see you, Ayu.

Nan Zeyu was a little bit overwhelmed by the sound of "Ayu". Her voice was sweet to begin with, and with the ending sound of "Yu", it was even sweeter and made him lose his mind. Nan Zeyu twitched his lips slightly and looked at Song Yuyan's sweet face and said: "Okay, Xiaoyan, sit down!"

Song Yuyan smiled sweetly at Do Nanzeyu who was driving the car. She said sweetly: Now that you have become my exclusive driver, will you be very busy? You also have to take care of the company's affairs, Ayu. Song Yuyan fiddled with a dark Kuromi speaker in the car while speaking.

He looked at Song Yuyan. Her profile was so sweet, and the corners of her eyes were full of honey. Her lips were rosy, and her skin was as white as snow, which made him lose interest in driving. Nan Zeyu said softly: "As long as you want, Xiaoyan, I can take you to school every day if you want."

Song Yuyan's body trembled, and her watery eyes looked at Nan Zeyu's profile. No sky? Send me to school. In fact, she already had an indescribable feeling for him, but it seemed that she had not yet reached the point where she lost her soul. Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and said in a very sweet voice! Of course I do!

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly. He believed that the girl would soon fall in love with him. He was 100% sure that Song Yu would fall in love with him.