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

Song Yuyan really wanted to cry loudly, but she didn't want to. Her mother was still suffering from illness in the ward. Her mother was exhausted physically and mentally. She absolutely could not be more fragile than her mother. Song Yuyan leaned on Nan Zeyu's strong chest and said in a restrained voice: A Yu, do you think my mother's condition is still serious?

Nan Zeyu placed his warm big hands on Song Yuyan's slender waist and rubbed them back and forth. His sexy thin lips were close to Song Yuyan's teardrop-shaped earlobe and he whispered: No, tomorrow is the third day. Delis has already persuaded the American doctor. Maybe she will bring him to Ancheng the day after tomorrow.

When Song Yuyan heard this, her tears stopped instantly. She broke free from Nan Zeyu's embrace from behind, looked at Nan Zeyu behind her with expectant eyes and said, "Is it true, Yu, you didn't lie to me? Did Delis really convince that American doctor? Is it true?"

Nan Zeyu placed his fingers on Song Yuyan's pink and red lips as a gesture for silence, and then, with his other hand, he gently pulled Song Yuyan out of the ward. After leaving the ward, Song Yuyan stood on tiptoe and looked up at the man's dark and cold eyes. At this moment, his eyes were like a black gem, flashing a dark light bit by bit, attracting her to fall into the vortex in his eyes.

Nan Zeyu frowned, his handsome face sank, his dark eyes stared at Song Yuyan's tearful face, he raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on both sides of Song Yuyan's cheeks, the tears were crystal clear, very broken. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu and said hurriedly: Is it true, Ayu, what you said.

Nan Zeyu lowered his head, then looked up at Song Yuyan's slightly red and swollen eyes, and said softly: It's true, Delis told me everything when she called me that day, so, Xiaoyan, don't worry, okay? Since Song Yuyan, he, Nan Zeyu, didn't know what gentleness was? Because of her, he began to learn gentleness.

After hearing what Nan Zeyu said, Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and charmingly. She looked at Nan Zeyu with an unbelievable look and said: I believe it! Ah Yu, let's wait for good news! But, Mom...

Before Song Yuyan finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the door of the ward. She lowered her head and said with a dying face: But my mother is already in the middle stage of the disease. Can she really recover her body after the operation? Nan Zeyu's face suddenly sank. He raised Song Yuyan's chin with force, looked at her coldly and said: Is that all you want? Song Yuyan, after all, you still don't believe me...

Song Yuyan looked at the man's sudden cold and cruel eyes with fear, and said in a trembling voice: No, no, no, no, Ayu, it's not that I don't believe you. Can you let go of my jaw, it hurts!

The man's strength was so strong that it seemed as if he was going to crush the entire bone of Song Yuyan's jaw. The pain was so severe that Song Yuyan couldn't scream. She could only look at Nan Zeyu's cold eyes helplessly. Whenever he did this, she was so scared that she wanted to escape, but she knew he wouldn't hurt her.

After a moment, Nan Zeyu let go of Song Yuyan, then turned around and walked quickly out of the ward door. Song Yuyan was relieved and took a deep breath. Then, she looked carefully and saw that the man had gone far away. She rushed up quickly. In the corridor, Nan Zeyu walked very fast, and Song Yuyan followed closely behind him.

Nan Zeyu walked to the elevator entrance and was about to press the elevator button when Song Yuyan rushed over quickly. She grabbed the man's sleeve with her small hand and said pitifully: No, don't leave without saying anything, I'm scared, Ayu.

Nan Zeyu heard Song Yuyan's pitiful voice and gasping for breath. He turned sideways and glanced at Song Yuyan with his black eyes. Her little face was dazed and she looked at him with confusion in her eyes. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with deep eyes and said lightly: Tell me when have I ever lied to you? You just did that. Song Yuyan, what is my position in your heart? Tell me.

The man suddenly pulled Song Yuyan's hand and forced her to meet his eyes. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with a dazed expression. She raised her eyes to look at Nan Zeyu's strict and cold eyes, and said to Nan Zeyu softly: It's a very important position, I'll stop here, you should know the rest.

After saying that, Song Yuyan walked past Nan Zeyu, went to the elevator entrance, and quickly pressed the elevator button. Nan Zeyu curled his lips slightly. I hold a very important position in her heart? Does that mean... Nan Zeyu turned around and saw that Song Yuyan had already walked into the elevator. He crossed his thigh and quickly walked into the elevator.

In the car, Song Yuyan fell into a deep sleep not long after getting on the car. Along the way, Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan's sleeping profile and smiled tenderly. He really thought he had to keep his heart sealed until Song Yuyan's appearance broke his boredom and taught him to expect and hope.

These were things he dared not even think about. Nan Zeyu's hand suddenly grasped Song Yuyan's left hand, and he held it tightly. Then, he looked over and saw that Song Yuyan was also holding his big hand. Nan Zeyu smiled so hard that his eyes were almost narrowed into a line. What was this little girl...

Nan Zeyu drove very slowly. Most of the time he drove fast, but tonight he hoped that the car would have no end and could drive slowly forever. Then, she gently held his big hand and thought about it. He and Song Yuyan had known each other for several months, but she really had never resisted him at all.

After returning to the villa, Nan Zeyu parked the car in front of the villa door. He pressed the button under the car seat all the way down, and the car seat instantly fell down, just at the angle where Song Yuyan was sleeping with her head sideways. Nan Zeyu turned his head to look at the sleeping Song Yuyan. He raised his hand to push aside her bangs, and the flawless, smooth and delicate forehead of the beauty appeared in front of him.

He kissed her beautiful forehead gently, and his fingers slid down, passing over her eyelashes, nose bridge and then lips. He gently caressed her facial features with nostalgia. Then, he took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera, turned on the silent mode, and took a picture of her sleeping face that moved him so much.

The man's eyes were no longer cold, but full of tenderness, as if he had not seen his beloved for a long time. He, Nan Zeyu, had given his all to nothing but wanted to lose to her. It was really strange. Song Yuyan had never said whether she had any feelings for him, but he was always willing to do anything for her.

Now he knew that he was really in love with her, and his love was uncontrollable. He could not control his hidden love, but he did not dare to let her know. Nan Zeyu looked out the window and was about to open the door when Song Yuyan woke up. She opened her eyes and saw Nan Zeyu sitting next to her.

She got up from her seat in a daze, looked at Nan Zeyu and asked in a dull voice: Um... Ah Yu, where are you going, are you still angry? Nan Zeyu paused as he opened the car door. He turned his head and looked at Song Yuyan who had just woken up. The little girl didn't seem to be awake yet, so she must be really sleepy.

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan and said softly: "No, are you very sleepy? Come, sit in the car first, I will carry you down to the room to sleep, Xiaoyan." Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu blankly and nodded, then closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Nan Zeyu opened the car door, bent down, and carried the sleeping Song Yuyan out of the car. He closed the car door with the force of his ankle, walked to the door of the villa, pressed the button on the right, and the door of the villa automatically opened on three sides in an instant. Nan Zeyu carried Song Yuyan into the villa.

Just as he was about to open the door of the villa, the door was opened and Li Ma came out. She looked at the young master blankly and asked: "Young master, what happened to Miss Song?" Nan Zeyu glanced at Li Ma and said in a cold voice: "It's okay, she fell asleep in the car. I'll carry her upstairs to the room. Please close the door quietly."

After saying that, Nan Zeyu quickly walked into the villa holding Song Yuyan in his arms, as if he was holding a beloved toy and was reluctant to wake her up. With every step he took, he lowered his eyes to look at the lovely girl in his arms, and the corners of his mouth were raised with joy. However, he walked very fast, but also very steadily. The servants in the villa were all asleep at this time, so there was no one in the villa.

Nan Zeyu carried Song Yuyan upstairs. When he reached her door, he suddenly had an idea that he wanted her to sleep in his room tonight, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. Nan Zeyu gently turned the doorknob and walked into the room carrying Song Yuyan. He carried Song Yuyan to the sofa in the room.

I put Song Yuyan on the sofa and took off her high heels. Her ankles were beautiful, with soft lines, her instep was neither too big nor too small, just the right size, and her toes were smooth, flat and white. Overall, her feet were beautiful, so beautiful that I wanted to hold her ankles in my hands and play with them.

After Nan Zeyu calmed her down, he stood up and was about to turn around and leave. At this time, Song Yuyan suddenly grabbed Nan Zeyu's wrist with her left hand. Nan Zeyu looked back at Song Yuyan. She held his wrist with her left hand and said in a small voice: Can you stop being angry, Ah Yu, I don't seem to know how to do anything but make you angry...

Nan Zeyu walked up quickly, looked at the sleeping Song Yuyan and said lightly: No, Xiaoyan is not like this, okay, I really have to go back to the room, you take a shower and go to bed later, okay? He saw Song Yuyan nodded gently, Nan Zeyu smiled lightly, kissed her lower lip and looked at her and said: Good night!

The next day, Song Yuyan woke up from bed in a daze. She opened her watery eyes, got out of bed blankly, and then walked quickly to the bathroom. After a simple wash, she walked out of the bathroom. When she was about to walk to the closet, there was a sudden and violent knock on the door.

She was so scared that she lost all her sleepiness and ran to the door. When Song Yuyan opened the door, she saw Ye Mingxuan standing outside. She looked at Ye Mingxuan blankly and said, "Auntie Ye, what's wrong with you? What happened? I just woke up."

Ye Mingxuan didn't explain why. She pulled Song Yuyan out of the room and walked towards the stairs. Song Yuyan didn't even have a chance to ask questions. She was confused about the situation and was pulled down the stairs by Ye Mingxuan. Song Yuyan almost stumbled and fell.

Fortunately, she held onto the handrail of the stairs to keep steady. What happened to Aunt Ye? How could it be that Song Yuyan, who walked down the stairs, was pulled by Ye Mingxuan to the direction of the living room. She stopped and looked at Ye Mingxuan and asked: Aunt Ye, what happened to you? Why are you pulling me so fast?

Ye Mingxuan looked at the two people who appeared in the living room. Song Yuyan covered her mouth in disbelief, and her eyes suddenly widened. The two people in front of her were none other than Delis and the American doctor Jackson she invited. She looked at Delis and said in surprise: What time did you come back? What time is it now?

Song Yuyan raised her hand to check her watch. It was 7:6 now. Nan Zeyu hadn't woken up yet. Did Delis return to Ancheng? Delis pulled her suitcase and looked at the stunned Song Yuyan and said, "It's 6 o'clock. We arrived in Ancheng at o'clock. It took more than an hour to get there by car. Did you just wake up?" Miss Song.

Song Yuyan looked at Delis blankly and said: "Yes, I just woke up, and then Aunt Ye pulled me downstairs. So it was you who came back to the villa?" Then this person must be... As she spoke, Song Yuyan looked at the handsome man next to Delis with sweet and friendly eyes.

Jackson was wearing a slim-fit suit of white and black, with grey eyes, large gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and lips of moderate thickness. Jackson looked handsome and clear. Song Yuyan was stunned. Americans have grey eyes and grey hair.

Jackson looked at the Chinese girl who was looking her up and down. He smiled evilly and said, "You are Song Yuyan, right? Hello, I am Jackson, from the United States!" Jackson extended his hand in a friendly manner and placed it on the palm of Song Yuyan's hand.

The sudden palm contact made Song Yuyan dazed. Song Yuyan looked at Jackson and said blankly: Yes, I am Song Yuyan, welcome to China Ancheng! Song Yuyan looked at Jackson with a sweet smile on her face. Her mother was really saved now.

Nan Zeyu walked down the stairs coldly and saw a familiar figure in the living room of the villa. He walked quickly into the living room. When Delis saw Master Nan coming over, she shouted in surprise: Master Nan, I'm back. Surprise or not? Unexpected or not!

Nan Zeyu smiled slightly and looked at Jackson beside him. He walked up and hugged Jackson. Jackson hugged Nan Zeyu back and said happily: "Nice to meet you again. This time, I came here with a mission given by Delis, Master Nan."

Jackson promised Nan Zeyu in Chinese which was neither bad nor confusing. Nan Zeyu's black eyes revealed an unconcealable joy and he let go of Jackson. He looked at him with his gray eyes and said calmly: "Thank you very much, Jackson. Please stay in my villa. I have many empty rooms in my villa."

Jackson was not surprised. He looked at Ye Mingxuan next to Song Yuyan, and said with a bright smile: Dear Mrs. Ye, how are you? A trace of invisible tears flashed in Ye Mingxuan's eyes. She walked towards Jackson, looked at him and said: I'm fine, I miss you too, welcome, Jackson.