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

Chapter 335 Wife, I’m here for everything!

In the evening, Song Yuyan did not go downstairs to the restaurant to eat. She sat on the sofa, looking up at the crystal chandelier in the bedroom, her eyes wide open, her whole face cold and pale, with traces of tears at the corners of her eyes. She cried for more than an hour before Nan Zeyu comforted her.

Nan Zeyu called her downstairs for dinner, she could not raise her eyes, her eyes were red, her face was cold and pale, she said in a state of not being in the right state: "You go, husband, I don't want to go downstairs, I just want to sit on the sofa." The man frowned and glanced at her sideways, he raised his hand and held the back of her hand, she turned her face away and pulled her small hand out from under his big palm.

Song Yuyan bent her legs and turned her head away, leaning back on the sofa. From his angle, Nan Zeyu could only see half of her face. He had a sullen face and squinted at her with his cold black eyes. After a moment, Nan Zeyu said softly with his thin lips: "Okay, wife, I'm going to have dinner. I'll bring it up after dinner. Um..."

Song Yuyan nodded and said weakly: "Okay, thank you again, husband." The man laughed softly and said in a hoarse voice: "Silly wife, why do you say thank you to your husband? As long as you are well, your husband is willing to do anything for you." Song Yuyan turned her head subconsciously and met the man's deep eyes, which were as deep and affectionate as the night sea. The deep and affectionate eyes made Song Yuyan's throat blocked.

She choked up and said: "Husband, no matter how confused you are, I am not afraid, because I have you." The man put his arms around Song Yuyan's shoulders, his eyes fell on her forehead, and he lowered his head and kissed her deeply. Nan Zeyu slowly got up from the sofa, turned around, and walked away with long legs.

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door closing, Song Yuyan couldn't control her emotions, and her tears fell from her eyes without warning. She closed her eyes, tears rolled down and stained her eyelashes. She murmured: No, I don't want our everlasting love to fail like this. Tears rolled down her mouth, and she rolled them with her tongue. They tasted salty.

No, I can't give up just because of Xia Rounuan's threat. Song Yuyan opened her tearful eyes, with tears as clear as crystal in them. But... because of what Xia Rounuan said to her in the hot pot restaurant today, she had a bad feeling in her heart, wondering if something would really happen next.

Her premonitions were always accurate. Song Yuyan was not even in the mood to eat dinner now. She was afraid that her mother would notice something from her behavior. She couldn't explain it clearly. She was going to marry into the Nan family soon. Song Yuyan didn't want her emotions to affect the home she lived in.

Another thing is that it affects Ye Mu's mood. These days, Ye Mu's mood is simply beaming. If she knew that Xia Rounuan was in the hot pot restaurant today, she would never go there. She lowered her head, raised her hands and grabbed her curly hair tightly, with her hands inserted into her hair.

Song Yuyan lay on the sofa, her pupils wide open with a melancholy look on her face. Why, why, happiness is so hard to come by for her, and she is even threatened? Did she think that the person she loves is a wealthy man in Ancheng? Was it because the wealthy family she married into is the Nan family? Was it because the person she loves is the Ancheng tyrant Nan Zeyu...

Song Yuyan's watery eyes suddenly became dim, and her heart was heavy. The words that Xia Rounuan said to her began to repeat in her mind. At this moment, she couldn't cry anymore. She had no strength to cry, and her eye sockets were slightly painful. Song Yuyan knew that her eyes must be swollen.

In the restaurant, Nan Zeyu was also absent-minded while eating, and his brows were furrowed as he ate. Seeing this, Ye Mingxuan raised her eyes and looked at Nan Zeyu who was sitting on the opposite table. She frowned and asked: "What's wrong with you? Xiaoyu, you seem absent-minded too."

Nan Zeyu raised his eyes suddenly, his deep black eyes met his mother's worried eyes, he pursed his thin lips, his eyes were cold, and he smiled slightly: "It's okay, Mom, I'm fine." Ye's mother took a deep breath, and she frowned, not seeing Song Yuyan coming to the restaurant for dinner.

Ye's mother frowned and said: Son, why didn't you see Xiaoyan? Where is Xiaoyan? Ye's mother glanced at the seats in the restaurant and didn't see Song Yuyan. Nan Zeyu raised his eyes again, looked at his mother, and said indifferently: Mom, Yanyan is not feeling well, so she didn't come to the restaurant.

Ye's mother was startled, then she stood up from the dining table chair. Nan Zeyu frowned and said: It's okay, Yanyan has a little cold, please sit down and eat, I'll bring dinner to her. Ye's mother frowned, she sighed helplessly and said: This child, she didn't say anything when she was not feeling well, she is about to get married, she has to be well, right?

Nan Zeyu's eyes were a little dazed and he sighed softly. He was also thinking about what Song Yuyan said, and how she cried in front of him today, which broke his heart. Nan Zeyu put down his chopsticks, stood up, looked at Li Ma at the door of the restaurant with his cold black eyes, and said in a low and cold voice: Li Ma, Li Ma, Li Ma, go to the kitchen and make something light, I'll bring it upstairs.

Hearing this, Aunt Li walked over quickly. She nodded and lowered her eyebrows and said: "Okay, Master, please wait a moment, I'll go right away." Nan Zeyu said "um" coldly, and he sat down on the dining table. Aunt Li bowed, stepped back, and then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Today's dinner is very rich, with Shanghai braised pork with red oil, Northeastern large rice noodles, Suzhou cherry meat, Australian lobster, drunken crab meat, braised chicken, stir-fried broccoli, carrot, fungus and egg slices, and finally braised pig's trotters, especially the braised pork, which is Song Yuyan's favorite dish.

Ye's mother looked up at the three large pieces of braised pork left on the table. She looked at her son with a sullen face and twisted eyes. She smiled gently and said: It's just right. There are still three large pieces of braised pork. Tomorrow I will ask Wang Ma to make a bowl of sweet and sour noodles with braised pork for Xiaoyan. She likes this braised pork very much.

Nan Zeyu's eyebrows twitched, and his deep black eyes swept over the braised pork with red oil and sauce in the middle of the table. He raised his eyes and glanced at his mother. He pursed his lips and said lightly: Okay, Mom, Yanyan likes braised pork the most, save it for her.

Ye's mother smiled softly, and Nan Zeyu frowned. He thought of what Butler Long said, that he saw Xia Rounuan in the hot pot restaurant. So, what Tingchen said was true, and Xia Rounuan really appeared, and came for Yanyan. His dark eyes instantly froze into ice, and a cruel light burst out of his eyes.

After a while, Li Ma came over with a plate. Nan Zeyu stood up and looked at the dinner on the plate. There was a rice bowl with mushrooms, eggs and shredded pork, egg whites and lettuce, blanched lettuce, and a bowl of cordyceps and duck soup. Nan Zeyu picked up the plate and was about to leave the restaurant.

Ye's mother called him and said softly: "Well, son, Xiaoyu, remember to give Xiaoyan cold medicine, don't let her get seriously ill, today is the 16th, you must not catch a cold before the wedding, okay?" Nan Zeyu paused, he turned his face to the side, and said in a low voice: "I know everything, Mom, I'll take it to Yanyan."

Ye's mother nodded and said, "Okay, okay, go ahead and take good care of her. This child is in poor health. How come she suddenly has a small cold?" Nan Zeyu frowned, his handsome face was stern, and he strode out of the restaurant.

In the bedroom, Song Yuyan was not asleep. She looked at the carpet with empty eyes. She didn't feel hungry because her heart was very flustered, confused and uneasy. The next second, the bedroom door was gently opened. Song Yuyan turned her head and saw a man standing at the bedroom door with a tray in his hand.

She quickly got up from the sofa and sat down obediently. Nan Zeyu walked over, squatted down, and knelt on the ground. Song Yuyan lowered her eyes and looked at him indifferently. He raised his eyes, deep black eyes, soft as clear water, and looked at her softly. He pursed his thin lips and said with a smile: "Wife, are you hungry? I asked Aunt Li to make you a light dinner."

The man's voice was soft and gentle. Song Yuyan's eyes lit up, she nodded and smiled sweetly: "Okay, husband, I want you to feed me." She looked at his handsome face with a smile, and his eyes were extremely soft, doting and affectionate.

Nan Zeyu glanced at the plate on the carpet, he reached out to take the plate, Song Yuyan suddenly sat down on the carpet from the sofa, she crossed her legs, the man took the cordyceps and teal soup from the plate, blew into the soup bowl while stirring the spoon, Song Yuyan curled the corners of her lips sweetly, she opened her little mouth, looking like she was waiting to be fed.

The soup tasted clear and sweet when it went into her stomach. The teal was very fragrant and the meat was soft. Song Yuyan chewed the duck meat with her watery eyes smiling at the man who was feeding her the soup. The man was so handsome that her breathing became sluggish. His slender, beautiful and cold obsidian eyes were as deep as the sea, like an ancient poem, like the bottomless sea, like a black hole.

She rolled her eyelids, glanced at him softly, and said with a sweet smile: "Husband, do you know? Even if I cry, you will accompany me, feed me food, give me soup, treat me like a treasure, and be careful, for fear that I will have wild thoughts, so her watery eyes are curved like a round moon.

Looking at him with a smile, the man's black eyes were as gentle as water. He raised his black eyes slightly and looked directly into her eyes. He smiled dotingly and said: Because you are my little princess, isn't it right for a prince to serve a princess? Do you know that you are ready to die? Wife. Song Yuyan nodded, she opened her mouth, and the man fed her another mouthful of duck soup.

Song Yuyan felt sweet in her heart while eating this light dinner. She believed that as long as the man was Nan Zeyu, she could do whatever she wanted. He would protect her from the wind and rain, give everything for her, and do everything for her. That was enough.

After Nan Zeyu fed Song Yuyan, it was already 9:30 in the evening. He put down the bowl and placed it on the plate, then raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yuyan who was smiling sweetly. He looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said lightly: Wife, you just need to be my bride well, don't think about anything else, just promise me, okay?

The man's voice was as pleasant as the night wind. Her heart skipped a beat. Her watery eyes were like sparkling stars. She smiled at him and nodded: "Okay, husband, I'll listen to you. I won't think too much." Song Yuyan threw herself into his arms. He hugged her tightly and held her slender waist with both hands.

The man's thin lips gently kissed her earlobe, and he said in a sexy voice: Dear wife, I'll ask mom to keep the braised pork for tonight, and let Aunt Li make you a bowl of sweet and sour noodles with braised pork for breakfast tomorrow, um...

Song Yuyan couldn't help but gasp, her face turned red, and she nodded and said: Okay, husband, but I don't want to now... Song Yuyan must know him, once he comes, he is not casual, this man will not stop until he comes all night until the middle of the night.

The man understood instantly, he smiled softly and said: What? Wife, you know what I want to do? Song Yuyan's face turned redder, her heart skipped a beat, and she said sullenly: You are my husband, how can I not know you? So, husband, can you...

Song Yuyan's voice was muffled because the man was sucking her earlobe. Damn, she was still... Song Yuyan felt a little embarrassed to speak. She said softly: Can we do it another day, okay? Husband

Nan Zeyu's breath stagnated, and he kissed her warm earlobe again, then let her go. Song Yuyan's face flushed, and she quickly turned her face away, blushing and heartbeating, saying: "Um, um, husband, can you run the bath water for me? I want to take a bath."

The man's dark eyes stared at her red face, and he raised the corners of his lips and laughed softly: Ha, little thing, okay, I'll run you a bath, wife, you wait. Song Yuyan nodded, Nan Zeyu got up from the carpet and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Yuyan's heart was pounding with nervousness. She turned her head. She almost, almost got eaten by this man again. She might as well hide for a while. It's not that she rejects it, but she felt that if she really got so carried away and had wild thoughts in her head, wouldn't she mess up something?

However, Song Yuyan also felt that her purity was no longer safe. Let it go, she was about to become a wife, the little wife of a cold-hearted president. Her husband was really cold when he didn't speak, as cold as ice, and full of coldness.

Finally, the man finished running the bath water and came out of the bathroom. Song Yuyan was startled. So fast? She stood up, turned around and walked to the cloakroom, took out the pajamas she was going to wear from the cloakroom, walked out of the cloakroom, and walked around with her head down.

With a "bang", Song Yuyan was blocked by a wall of flesh. She raised her head and looked at the wall with her watery eyes. The man looked at her deeply with his arrogant eyes, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his handsome face. She blinked and said: Husband, um, you are blocking my way, I...