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

Song Yuyan looked at Wen Zichen standing in front of him. She hesitated for a while. Why did she run out to see him? If Nan Zeyu knew about her, would he be punished again? However, she was furious when she thought that Xia Rounuan had actually moved into the area near the villa. She could meet him if she wanted. He could even give Xia Rounuan a villa to live in, so why couldn't she meet Wen Zichen?

Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan in confusion. What was she thinking about? Why did her expression change from angry to gloomy? Song Yuyan put on a well-behaved look and looked at Wen Zichen softly, "Mr. Wen, you really took great pains to do this?" You drove all the way here, but at this time...

Wen Zichen looked at his watch. It was already 7 o'clock, and it was also dinner time. Why not treat her to a meal? The next second, Song Yuyan looked at Wen Zichen with her watery eyes and said sweetly: Mr. Wen, why don't you go to the Nan family villa? It's dinner time, and have dinner there!

Wen Zichen heard, Nan Family Villa, isn't that Nan Zeyu's villa? Why should he go there for dinner? He and Nan Zeyu are already rivals in love, so going to his house for dinner, isn't that asking for trouble? He frowned, and Song Yuyan glanced at Wen Zichen who frowned, and she said shyly: I thought that it doesn't matter where we eat, but the food cooked by Aunt Li is so delicious, so I thought of inviting you, Mr. Wen, to taste it.

Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan with his moist eyes. He said gently: "Well, now that you say so, I also want to eat the dishes made by Aunt Li. After all, I live alone and eat home-cooked meals. Besides, I can't tell the difference between them..."

Then, Wen Zichen drove the Porsche into the villa area of ​​Ancheng. Xia Rounuan was stunned as she looked at Nan Zeyu who was angrily scolding the servant. She gave a dry laugh and looked at Zhao Ma who was at a loss, then looked at Nan Zeyu and said weakly: "Brother Xiaoyu, it's none of Zhao Ma's fault. I asked her to help me walk out of the villa."

As Xia Rounuan was speaking, her eyes became misty with tears. Nan Zeyu pushed the door of the villa and walked inside. He walked over quickly, put his big hand on the waist of Xia Rounuan's headphones, and then picked her up sideways. Xia Rounuan was so scared that she quickly hugged his neck.

Xia Rounuan's face turned red, and her charming eyes looked at Nan Zeyu, who had a cold face, and said, "Brother Xiaoyu, I'm fine. I'm sorry to have worried you." Nan Zeyu didn't say anything, and walked into the villa with Xia Rounuan in his arms. Mother Zhao also followed and hurriedly opened the door.

Nan Zeyu carried Xia Rounuan into the villa and held her on the sofa. He turned around and was about to leave. Xia Rounuan looked at Nan Zeyu with an innocent face and said, "Brother Xiaoyu, where are you going? Are you going back to the villa now?"

Nan Zeyu frowned, looked at Xia Rounuan, whose face was pale, and said, "No, I'll get you some painkillers. You need to take painkillers for your ankle every day. Your ankle must have been hurt when you walked just now. Do you feel any pain now?"

As soon as the voice fell, Xia Rounuan bit her lips tightly, her face wrinkled, and squeezed out three words from her mouth: It hurts, it hurts so much. Even her voice trembled. Nan Zeyu turned around and looked at the panic-stricken Zhao Ma behind him and said coldly: Come here quickly, comfort Xiao Nuan, I'll go get the painkillers! Zhao Ma.

Nan Zeyu rushed upstairs and ran to Xia Rounuan's room. He rushed into the room, found the sofa next to the room, and then went to the study. Where were the painkillers? Where did Zhao Ma put them? Just as he was rummaging around, he saw a white medicine bag rolling down the side of the bed.

Nan Zeyu knelt on the ground, stretched out his arm, and took out the white medicine bag from the bedside. He quickly stood up, took the white medicine bag, ran out of the room, and then hurried downstairs.

Xia Rounuan was supported by Zhao Ma and leaned against the sofa. She cried in pain. She wondered if her ankle was going to be broken. Why was it so painful? Zhao Ma looked at Xia Rounuan crying in pain and said distressedly: "Miss Xia, it's all my fault. Are you okay?"

Xia Rounuan nodded to Zhao Ma with difficulty, panting: "I'm fine, Zhao Ma, I don't blame you." Nan Zeyu ran over with a white medicine bag, frowned, sat on the sofa, moved Xia Rounuan's body, let her lie down, and then put her ankle, which was swollen like a pig's hoof, on his thigh.

This time, Xia Rounuan was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat. Nan Zeyu hurriedly took the white medicine bag and fell on the sofa. He looked at Zhao Ma standing beside him with an angry face and ordered: "Hurry up and untie Xiao Nuan's gauze and give her painkillers. Why are you standing there like an idiot? I asked you to come here to take care of people, not to let you stand there like an idiot."

Mother Zhao was so frightened that her whole body was shaking. She walked forward and applied painkillers to Xia Rounuan's ankle. She finally felt better and closed her eyes tiredly. Nan Zeyu looked at Xia Rounuan and found that her forehead was wet with sweat and her lower lip was bitten. He frowned and wiped the sweat from her forehead with his big hands.

Nan Zeyu had no choice but to put Xia Rounuan on the sofa, and then went to the kitchen with Zhao Ma to cook food for Xia Rounuan. Outside the villa, the lights were on. Wen Zichen drove a Porsche to the door of Nan Zeyu's villa. He quickly opened the car door, and Song Yuyan also quickly opened the car door and got out of the car.

Song Yuyan walked towards the door of the villa with an indifferent look on her face. Wen Zichen also pulled the corners of his lips and followed behind Song Yuyan. When Wang Ma saw Song Yuyan, she hurried out of the villa. When Wang Ma saw Song Yuyan, she said gently: You are back at the right time. The meal is ready and the dishes are being served. Miss Song, but this is...

Wang Ma looked at Wen Zichen standing next to Song Yuyan in a daze. Who was this person? She seemed to have never seen him before. What was his relationship with Miss Song? Song Yuyan frowned and looked at Wang Ma sweetly and said, "He's my friend, Wang Ma. It's time for dinner. Let him come to the villa for dinner."

Without asking any more questions, Wang Ma opened the door quickly. Song Yuyan walked in quickly, followed closely by Wen Zichen. Song Yuyan suddenly thought of something and glanced at Wang Ma who was following her and asked, "Um, is he back?" Wang Ma.

Wang Ma was stunned, and hurriedly looked at Song Yuyan who looked nervous, and said with difficulty: "Well, the young master hasn't come back yet, what's wrong? Miss Song." Song Yuyan shook her head in panic and walked quickly into the villa.

After walking through the back garden of the villa, they arrived at the gate of the Nan family villa. Aunt Wang opened the door and Song Yuyan walked in quickly. Wen Zichen looked at the Nan family villa and was stunned. He was worthy of being the richest man in Ancheng City. This villa was several times larger than his own.

Especially the spiral staircase, which is so long that it can go around several times. Ye Mingxuan saw Song Yuyan coming back, and she walked forward happily, but when she saw the strange man standing next to Song Yuyan, she pulled an awkward arc at the corner of her mouth. Song Yuyan, looking at the embarrassed Ye Mingxuan, introduced lightly: Give it to me, this is a friend, my friend, Wen Zichen, Aunt Ye.

Ye Mingxuan shrewdly looked at Wen Zichen, who was dressed as a prince. His eyes were really gentle. His hair? It was okay. He was also quite tall. However, how could Xiaoyan have a male friend?

Song Yuyan's body trembled slightly, and she looked at Ye Mingxuan and said coquettishly: Aunt Ye, can I invite my friend to have dinner at the villa? His house is quite far from here... Ye Mingxuan was stunned for a few seconds, then looked at Song Yuyan and said with a smile: Of course, since you are Xiaoyan's friend, of course you can come, Mr. Wen!

Wen Zichen smiled tenderly at Ye Mingxuan. Could this person be Nan Zeyu's mother? She was so beautiful. No wonder Nan Zeyu was so handsome. It turned out that he took after his mother. The three of them walked into the villa restaurant.

In the restaurant, Wen Zichen sat next to Song Yuyan. He looked at Song Yuyan and said gently: Yuyan, is this how you usually eat? Song Yuyan's eyes were startled, and she looked at Wen Zichen in a daze and said puzzledly: Yes, what's wrong? Mr. Wen.

Wen Zichen shook his head. On the dining table, Wen Zichen looked at the dishes. What were these dishes? It seemed that his servants had never cooked these dishes. Ye Mingxuan looked at Wen Zichen's stunned face. She said gently: "Mr. Wen, take whatever you want to eat. I didn't know you were coming, otherwise I would have asked Aunt Li to cook a few more dishes."

Wen Zichen held the chopsticks and looked up at Ye Mingxuan who was sitting opposite him. He said gently: No need, these dishes are enough. When I was in the branch office, I had no time to eat. I ate until very late. Let alone dishes, I ate mostly rice.

When Ye Mingxuan heard this, her eyes lit up. She looked at Wen Zichen with a gentle face and said, "Mr. Wen, you still have a company? Is it your own company? Or is it your family's company..." Wen Zichen picked up the bowl, picked up a piece of eight-treasure duck, and put it in the bowl.

Then, while eating gently, he looked at Ye Mingxuan and said seriously: "It's my company, my own company, the branch is in France, the head office is in Ancheng, it's called "Bai Fu Group" Ye Mingxuan read out the name of the company "Bai Fu Group" word by word, why does it sound familiar? It seems like I've heard it somewhere...

Nan Zeyu prepared three dishes and a soup for Xia Rounuan. He walked quickly to the sofa, pushed Xia Rounuan on the sofa with his big hand and said lightly: Xiao Nuan, Xiao Nuan, wake up, I made dinner for you, eat something first, Xiao Nuan.

Xia Rounuan opened her charming eyes in a daze, and Nan Zeyu quickly helped her up. Zhao Ma also followed. He helped Xia Rounuan up from the sofa and carried her into the restaurant. Xia Rounuan was stunned for a moment, but she woke up in an instant.

She was held on the dining table chair, looking at the table, which had chicken drumstick rice, duck meat with vegetables, and fish cubes with vinegar. Xia Rounuan suddenly felt very hungry, and her stomach growled a few times. Nan Zeyu looked at Xia Rounuan, frowning and said: Aren't you hungry? Eat quickly, this is the dinner that Zhao Ma and I helped to make.

Xia Rounuan smelled the aroma of the food on the table, her foxy eyes raised coquettishly, looked up at Nan Zeyu with a cold face, and said pitifully: "Thank you so much, brother Xiaoyu, it must be delicious? Do you want to have dinner together? Brother Xiaoyu."

Nan Zeyu's eyes sank, thinking of Song Yuyan in the villa, he shook his head and said lightly: No, I have to go back to the villa, you eat slowly, Xiao Nuan, and Zhao Ma, you can eat with us!

As he said that, Nan Zeyu turned his eyes to Zhao Ma and looked at her coldly. Zhao Ma nodded to Master Nan in a panic and said, "Okay, I got it, Master." After Nan Zeyu left the villa, Xia Rounuan became annoyed. Why was it so difficult to get Brother Xiaoyu to stay with him for a while longer?

It must be because of that damn Song Yuyan again! Thinking of this, Xia Rounuan's eyes turned cold. She put the bowl down heavily and threw the chopsticks. Mother Zhao was so scared that she almost choked several times. She looked at Mother Zhao with her charming eyes and said: Mother Zhao, starting tomorrow, take me out more often. It's okay, I'm doing it voluntarily, don't feel bad about it.

Mother Zhao didn't dare to ask more questions. She just nodded quickly. After all, she was invited by the young master's villa to take care of Xia Rounuan. Nan Zeyu walked out of the villa and walked quickly towards the Nan family villa. When he saw the Porsche parked at the door of the villa, his eyebrows tightened. Isn't this Wen Zichen's Porsche? Why is it here in the villa...

He hurried to the door of the villa. The sharp-eyed Aunt Li saw the young master standing outside the villa, so she ran out quickly. Aunt Li hurriedly opened the door of the villa. Nan Zeyu pushed open the door and walked quickly into the villa.

He walked into the villa and heard the voice of a stranger man. His face instantly turned cold as ice, and his eyes exuded a vicious cold light, which frightened Li Ma. Master, what happened? Li Ma followed the young master in panic.

Nan Zeyu walked towards the restaurant with a cold face. He looked at Wen Zichen who was sitting next to Song Yuyan with his dark eyes. Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan who was eating voraciously with a gentle face. Nan Zeyu frowned, his eyes turned cold, and he walked over with a gloomy face.

When Song Yuyan heard footsteps, she put down her bowl and turned to look at Nan Zeyu who suddenly appeared in the restaurant. He clenched his fists, his face was terribly cold, and even his black eyes were a little red. Song Yuyan, thinking that he had returned from Xia Rounuan's villa, her face suddenly sank.