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

Song Yuyan felt a warm feeling in her heart. She wanted to pull herself out of Nan Zeyu's arms, because Nan Zeyu didn't hold her while standing. Instead, she was sitting on a chair and he squatted down, kneeling on one knee and holding her. She felt her cervical spine was so sore! Song Yuyan moved her shoulders and Nan Zeyu saw it.

He quickly let go and checked on her. He saw that Song Yuyan's eyes began to look at his middle finger, but she didn't dare to look directly at him. Nan Zeyu curled his lips and smiled, then slowly stood up. Song Yuyan raised her eyes and looked at the man who was taller than her and made it difficult for her to look up. Why was he so tall...

The man put his palm on Song Yuyan's palm. Song Yuyan's eyes lit up and she stretched out her right hand. Nan Zeyu pulled her up from the chair. After Song Yuyan stood up straight, Nan Zeyu said in a cold voice: Since you can put your hand on my big palm, it means that your middle finger won't hurt, right? Xiaoyan.

Song Yuyan's cheeks flushed, she looked up at Nan Zeyu's dark eyes, and she curled her lips and said: Yes, but I'm hungry, Ayu. Song Yuyan's sweet, soft and sticky voice made the man's ears slightly hot, but the light purple chandelier in the dining room covered the man's beautiful ears, so Song Yuyan didn't notice it.

Nan Zeyu raised his hand to look at his watch. It was past half past ten. A soft light flashed in his eyes. He looked deeply at Song Yuyan with his black eyes and said: Then you finish the hot food I made for you, and I will take you to the hospital to see your mother. It's only half past ten now. Do you want to, Xiaoyan?

Song Yuyan's eyes became brighter and brighter, blinking like little diamonds as she looked at Nan Zeyu. The corners of his mouth slightly raised. Song Yuyan sat back on the chair in the dining room, then lowered her head and ate the hot dishes prepared by Nan Zeyu seriously. Nan Zeyu looked at her so gently from the side, as if he wanted to see through her completely.

Song Yuyan ate with big mouthfuls, and she touched her chest with her palm while eating. Nan Zeyu frowned and said coldly: "I told you to eat as much as you can, but you are going to choke again, aren't you? You idiot!" After that, Nan Zeyu turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen. He quickly filled the kettle with hot water, then walked out of the kitchen, holding the hot water cup and walked to the dining room.

Seeing the hot water cup beside her, Song Yuyan quickly picked up the cup and blew a few breaths of hot air around her mouth, then shook the bottom of the cup a few times and drank the hot water in one gulp! The hot water went into her throat, which immediately relieved the hot food in her mouth and did not feel blocked in her chest. At the critical moment, it was the hot water that saved her!

Nan Zeyu stood by, patting Song Yuyan's back with a cold face. His movements were very gentle, and Song Yuyan ate with peace of mind. Soon, Song Yuyan finished the hot dishes that Nan Zeyu prepared for her. She wiped her mouth carelessly, stood up quickly from the chair, looked at Nan Zeyu with a happy expression and said: "Okay, I'm done, Ayu, let's go to the hospital to see my mother now!"

Nan Zeyu didn't say anything. He took Song Yuyan's soft and tender little hand and walked towards the door of the villa. After leaving the villa, Nan Zeyu walked towards the Ferrari. She opened the passenger door and Song Yuyan quickly got into the car. The Ancheng villa area was particularly quiet at night. Song Yuyan sat in the car and looked out of the window with her watery eyes. The surrounding villas were all designed with a top-notch wealthy feel, like castles. The most important thing was that half of the villas belonged to Nan Zeyu himself.

The Ferrari drove out of the Ancheng villa area. Nan Zeyu drove the car and glanced at Song Yuyan's profile. The little girl looked particularly happy tonight. He could understand it because she was going to the hospital to visit her mother. He thought of his own mother who had a heart attack and his father sent her to the hospital in the United States without telling him.

He was gone for five years, and it was not until five years later when his mother woke up in a hospital in the United States that he was able to see her again. The Ferrari drove out of the intersection of Ancheng villa area, and Nan Zeyu increased the speed to the fastest. The sudden speed made Song Yuyan's face pale. She looked at Nan Zeyu blankly and shouted: "It's too fast, drive slower, Yu, I'm scared."

Song Yuyan's fingers were tightly grasping the seat belt buckle, her calves were closed, and her eyes were closed. Nan Zeyu glanced at Song Yuyan, and he slowly slowed down the car. Gradually, Song Yuyan fell asleep again somehow. When Nan Zeyu drove to Ancheng Bridge, he glanced at Song Yuyan's profile. Her profile was pressed against the car window, her eyes were slightly closed, and her long and thick eyelashes were trembling gently.

Nan Zeyu turned on the full-heat mode of the heater in the car. Song Yuyan felt her body warm, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. When Nan Zeyu saw the slight arc at the corner of Song Yuyan's mouth, his eyes instantly curved with a smile, and the light in his pupils softened into a pool of water. She knew, knew that the heater was turned on for her. The man wanted to stop the car and kiss her profile at this moment.

The Ancheng Bridge was not so congested at night. After a while, the traffic was cleared. Nan Zeyu hurried to drive to the Ancheng Hospital. More than an hour later, the cool sound of Ferrari resounded throughout the Ancheng Hospital. Nan Zeyu drove the car to the main entrance of Ancheng Hospital. He looked at Song Yuyan who was still sleeping soundly with his dark eyes, and looked at his watch. It was already 11 o'clock...

He frowned, wondering if her mother was asleep at this time. Nan Zeyu took out the mobile phone in the car and dialed Shen Jiayi's number lightly. Shen Jiayi had just walked out of the elevator and was about to go back to the office to rest when she heard the sound of her mobile phone ringing. She lowered her head and took out the mobile phone from the pocket of her white coat. She looked at the caller screen and saw that it was "Nan Zeyu" calling.

She quickly pressed the answer button, and Nan Zeyu's muffled voice came from the other side: "I brought Xiaoyan to the hospital, at the main entrance of the hospital. I wonder if her mother has fallen asleep now? I may have to trouble Miss Shen to go to the ward to take a look." Before Nan Zeyu finished speaking, Shen Jia immediately turned around and ran quickly to the elevator entrance.

Song Yuyan slept for a long time. She opened her eyes, looked around, and it seemed that she was in Nan Zeyu's Ferrari. How did she get in the car? Her pupils widened instantly and looked to the side. Nan Zeyu looked out the window indifferently, with his big hands on the steering wheel and tapping it lightly. His fingers moved as quickly as if he was dancing.

Song Yuyan sat up straight, looked at Nan Zeyu and said sweetly: Ah Yu, I fell asleep again, are we at the hospital? Nan Zeyu heard Song Yuyan's confused voice, he looked back at Song Yuyan, his eyes were cold, his lips were pursed into a straight line and he said: What do you think, no, Song Yuyan, you asked me to bring you to the hospital, why don't you know?

The man's cold voice frightened Song Yuyan a little. She lowered her head, pouted her red lips and said aggrievedly: I... maybe I was confused in my sleep? You are going to be angry again, I, I, I... Nan Zeyu couldn't get angry when he saw Song Yuyan like this, because Song Yuyan looked so cute when she pouted her little red lips. Her red lips were originally red with pink. He almost couldn't control himself when she pouted so lightly...

Song Yuyan and Nan Zeyu sat in the car for a while. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with an extremely sweet smile and said: I want to go see my mother, Ayu, open the car door~ Nan Zeyu quickly stepped on the car door with his ankle, Song Yuyan got out of the Ferrari with her bag, and Nan Zeyu also quickly opened the car door and got out.

The two walked into the hospital lobby, and just like a few days ago, many nurses in the lobby stopped to look at Nan Zeyu's profile. His handsome and cold face, the cold aura in his every move, and his innate sense of momentum made the nurses want to get closer to this unbelievably handsome man as if they had lost their souls.

Nan Ze, with a cold face, held Song Yuyan's small hand and walked towards the elevator entrance of the hospital lobby. Song Yuyan stared at Nan Zeyu's profile with her watery eyes in a daze. He was really angry again because of the inexplicable looks those brainless nurses gave him. Song Yuyan blinked her big eyes at Nan Zeyu's handsome face and said: I'm not angry, Ayu, I'm here, ignore them. But in fact, it's only because you are too handsome.

The next second, Nan Zeyu paused and looked down at Song Yuyan, who was stunned. The light in her eyes was dull and her red lips were slightly parted. Nan Zeyu leaned down and looked at Song Yuyan's watery eyes and said: So, Song Yuyan, what do you want to say? Am I making this hospital uneasy? Or...

The man's sudden body fragrance rushed into Song Yuyan's little face, her cheeks flushed again, and she closed her eyes nervously. Nan Zeyu gently rubbed her bangs and said lightly: Okay, hurry up and go see your mother, Xiaoyan. After that, Song Yuyan felt a warm touch tightly wrapped around her little hand, and her little face was hot. His palm was really big and hot.

The two took the elevator to the exclusive luxury floor. When they walked out of the elevator, Song Yuyan took Nan Zeyu's hand and started walking. Nan Zeyu, who hadn't reacted yet, felt his footsteps suddenly speed up. He looked at his hand. Now it was Song Yuyan, the little girl, who was holding his hand and walking quickly?

Song Yuyan used all her strength to pull Nan Zeyu's big hand. Nan Zeyu just wanted to be held in her palm. He deliberately slowed down his pace and let Song Yuyan hold his hand and walk quickly. Her little hand was a little cold, but her little hand was really white, so white that even the blood vessels in the hand bones could be clearly seen.

When they reached the door of the ward, Song Yuyan's face flushed. She realized that she was holding Nan Zeyu's hand. She shook off Nan Zeyu's hand like a hot potato. Nan Zeyu frowned and looked at Song Yuyan with heavy eyes and asked: Is there something on my hand? You want to shake me off, huh?

Song Yuyan looked up at the tall Nan Zeyu with a pitiful look and said: No, I don't know what happened just now, but I didn't hurt your palm just now, did I, Ayu. Nan Zeyu raised the corner of his lips slightly, and held Song Yuyan against the door of the ward with his arms. He looked at her with deep black eyes and said: Hurt, Song Yuyan, why do I hear the word...

Song Yuyan's face flushed instantly. She pushed Nan Zeyu away as hard as she could. She covered her face and explained hurriedly: "Ah, no, no, no, no, it's not what you think. I, I, I am too embarrassed to see anyone now." Nan Zeyu lowered his head and chuckled. He walked forward and gently took away Song Yuyan's small hand with his big hand. Song Yuyan nervously closed her eyes again and bit her lips hard.

Seeing this, Nan Zeyu placed his big palm on the top of Song Yuyan's head, and said sexy words with his thin lips close to her ear: "It's okay, you will understand more after being with me for a long time, Xiaoyan." After that, Nan Zeyu pulled Song Yuyan's waist into his arms and pushed open the door of the ward with his right big palm.

Seeing this, Song Yuyan tried to break free, but he was too strong and so tall, how could she not break free? The two of them were so open and loud in the ward. The special nurse in the ward was stunned and looked at Nan Zeyu and said in surprise: "Boss Nan, when did you come? I...

Nan Zeyu's expression immediately turned cold as ice, and he looked at the special nurse who was playing with her phone on the sofa with a fierce look in his eyes and said coldly: As a special nurse, you are not staying in the ward, but playing with your phone here. Is this how special nursing knowledge is taught to you? Or is this how you learn things...

Nan Zeyu's cold voice shocked Song Yuyan in his arms. She leaned out her head and looked at the special nurse in blue sitting on the sofa. She frowned and angrily said to the special nurse: "Special nurse sister, is this how you usually take care of my mother? Who invited you here? Tell me your name."

The blue-clad nurse was so scared that she didn't even dare to play with her phone. She stood up from the sofa and lowered her head, not daring to say a word. Nan Zeyu looked at the nurse coldly, and walked to the door of the ward with Song Yuyan, who was furious, in his arms. Song Yuyan gently pushed the door open, and Nan Zeyu let her go at this time.

Song Yuyan walked quickly into the ward, went to the bedside, and looked closely at her mother who was lying on the bed. As she walked over, Song Yuyan's mother saw her daughter whom she had not seen for many days. She tried to sit up with difficulty. Song Yuyan walked quickly forward, sat on the bed, and helped her mother up.

Song Yuyan looked at her mother's pale face, her eyes instantly heated up, she looked at her mother and said softly: Mom, it's okay, Xiaoyan came to see you, I know everything, Mom. Song Yuyan's mother's eyes instantly seemed to have spirit, looking at Song Yuyan and said lightly: Xiaoyan, Mom...

Song Yuyan's mother lowered her head, and Song Yuyan's tears could no longer be stopped and fell on both sides of her cheeks. Nan Zeyu stood by and watched with a frown. Damn, this little girl is crying again. Whenever he saw her tears, his heart ached. Nan Zeyu walked over, looked at Song Yuyan's mother and said tenderly: Aunt Song, I brought Xiaoyan here, do you think she has gained weight?