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

Chapter 422: Mr. Nan, do you want to try the pain of a subordinate?

Song Yuyan entered the study room. She sat on the right sofa and looked at the man who was sitting on the main sofa with his assistant Bai Xun. He was wearing a golden black silk shirt with his collar slightly open, revealing his masculine collarbones. From her angle, she could see the bones on his collarbone, which were distinct, barrier-like and sexy. Her eyes flickered. Did he dress like this on purpose?

The skin on his collarbone is fair, and the collar of his half-open shirt is very smooth. The short-sleeved design and the golden and black silk shirt make him look majestic, noble, and cold. Looking up, his eyes fell on Nan Zeyu's indifferent face, with handsome features carved out of a knife. His thick dark brows were slightly frowned, and his cold black eyes were as cold as ice. He held the computer lightly with both hands, typing on the keyboard with one hand and supporting the bottom of the computer with the other.

Song Yuyan was completely fascinated by this man's elegance, maturity, stability and coldness. Her watery eyes were filled with sparkling stars, twinkling, clear and transparent. Her snow-white face flushed slightly. How could her husband be so handsome while having a video conference? She heard her own crazy heartbeat. This man was so handsome, every move he made.

His sexy thin lips, how to say it, the upper lip is thin, and when the lower lip is pressed against the upper lip, it is extremely sexy. His lips are thin and white, like the color of cherry red. Nan Zeyu knew that Song Yuyan was secretly looking at him. He smiled softly with his thin lips, and his slow and sensitive voice rang out in the study: Okay, next, if each group has any objections, please raise them now. Do you have any other...

Nan Zeyu lowered his eyes to glance at his watch, then raised his eyes to look at the computer screen. Bai Xun hung a single headset on his left ear. He released the bottom of the computer with his right hand, placed it on the coffee table, leaned forward slightly, leaned against the computer screen with cold black eyes, and stroked the single headset with his left hand, gently holding the position where the sound was coming from.

He then said calmly: You still have fifteen minutes, all departments, quickly. He placed his right hand on the coffee table and knocked lightly a few times. Bai Xun looked closely at the president with a gentle gaze. Bai Xun always looked gentle and it seemed that he was used to the president's behavior.

In the conference room of Nan Group, employees from all departments held their computers in their hands with the computers placed on the computer desks, their eyes fixed on the handsome, cold and icy president on the other side of the computer screen. Oh my God, the president was so handsome. When his enlarged handsome face appeared on the computer screen, all the women stopped breathing.

An employee turned her head and looked at the employees at the opposite conference table. She exclaimed: Xiao Yinyin, the president seems to be in the study? Did you see it? Why is the president in the study? Could it be that President Nan’s work has been moved back to the study? Isn’t that the president’s own home?

Xiao Yinyin looked up at Liu Qing. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Xiao Yinyin. They exchanged glances face to face. She whispered softly: I noticed it too, Qingqing. The president seems to be in the study. Xiao Yinyin, don't talk to me first. I want to see the president's handsome face. I want to admire the president. I'm distracted when you call me.

After saying that, Xiao Yinyin lowered her head and looked at the computer screen. Song Yuyan wanted to speak, but was afraid of disturbing his video conference. She pursed her red lips and lowered her watery eyes. She just wanted to ask Nan Zeyu how long he would be busy in the study. She was bored now and wanted him to accompany her.

Nan Zeyu's thin lips moved slightly, his deep black eyes flashed, he glanced at Bai Xun who was sitting on his left, and said in a low voice: Bai Xun, project the screen onto the crystal screen on the conference table and switch to full-screen conference mode. Bai Xun nodded slightly, he leaned in front of his computer, tapping lightly on the keyboard with both hands, Nan Zeyu straightened his back and looked at him with his eyes slightly lowered.

The study fell silent. Song Yuyan sat on the sofa next to him, watching quietly. After a moment of silence, Bai Xun released his two fingers on the blank space on the computer. He turned to look at Nan Zeyu and said calmly: "Okay, President, I have switched to full-screen mode for Lin." He glanced at Bai Xun and nodded.

After a moment, all the employees in the conference room turned to look at the crystal screen. The president's handsome face was spread across the entire screen. The employees were all excited. His eyebrows were as sharp as frost, and his dark eyes were sharp and cold. He moved his thin lips and said coldly: Continue, where were you just now? By the way, all groups, the meeting continues.

Song Yuyan was stunned. Her husband was simply amazing. His eyes were as sharp as a knife. Song Yuyan could just hear the rustling sound of talking on the computer screen, but now there was complete silence except for his voice. Her eyes widened and her pupils shrank.

He pursed his lips slightly, and every time he spoke, his collarbone was clearly visible in the collar of his shirt. Bai Xun glanced at the president's wife. Song Yuyan met his eyes, and her face was startled. Bai Xun smiled faintly, and Song Yuyan smiled sweetly, her red lips curved into a sweet Cupid shape. Her eyes were stunned. What was Bai Xun doing? Aren't you afraid that Nan Zeyu would find out?

This was a shareholders' meeting. As Song Yuyan watched, her eyelids drooped little by little, and her soft body leaned back on the sofa. Her watery eyes slowly closed. Nan Zeyu had not yet ended the video conference. His handsome face was as cold as ice, serious and icy. Her consciousness urged her to close her eyes, and she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When the meeting ended, it was almost dark. The man said coldly: "Okay, today's meeting ends here. If you have any questions, please find Assistant Bai Xun or Secretary Wei in the secretarial office. Get ready. Let's go home!" After the meeting, he turned his head and glanced at Bai Xun. Bai Xun turned his face away. He lowered his head slightly and said: "President, I'm going to end the meeting. You can go see my wife! She seems..."

Nan Zeyu raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes. Song Yuyan had fallen asleep without him knowing. He stood up, walked over and squatted down. Her little face was slightly red, and the flower curls covered half of her face. His black eyes were soft. She had fallen asleep again, this little pregnant woman. He raised his hand and gently pushed aside her flower curls, revealing her sweet little face. She was so cute.

He stood up and gently picked her up from the sofa. Bai Xun had just finished his speech at the meeting. Nan Zeyu turned and looked at him. His dark eyes were cold. He said calmly: "Madam is sleepy during pregnancy. Bai Xun, tidy up my study. You should get off work too. Does the company have any invitations for dinner today?"

Bai Xun's amber eyes turned slightly, and his eyes met the president's dark eyes. He said coldly: "Yes, President Nan, the day after tomorrow, you will have a dinner with President Mu of Yeyu Group at Muhe Hotel. It is to renew the contract for raw medicine pills with Yeyu Group. President, please see..."

Nan Zeyu's dark eyes darkened, he held Song Yuyan's soft waist tightly with his big hand, and looked at Bai Xun who had stood up with his indifferent dark eyes. He said coldly: Well, help me make an appointment, the day after tomorrow night, you will be with me then, Bai Xun. Bai Xun bent down, nodded and lowered his eyebrows and said: OK, President, I got it.

Nan Zeyu spoke in a low voice, then he turned around, stretched out his long legs and walked forward. The study door was open, and he walked out holding Song Yuyan in his arms. Bai Xun turned his head to look over. It wasn't easy to be a president. He had to be a dad, earn money for milk powder, and take care of his wife's pregnancy throughout. He sighed helplessly, bent down, and put away his computer.

Nan Zeyu gently placed her on the soft big bed. As soon as she touched the pillow, she turned over. He sat in front of the bed, gently turned her over and covered her with a quilt. She frowned and pouted her red lips in dissatisfaction and said: No, no, I don’t want to cover myself with a quilt. It’s hot, hot, um

Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. She was wearing a lotus-white skirt and a red and white striped short-sleeved cardigan. She kicked the quilt with her legs, and the cardigan revealed her flat, snow-white belly. His black eyes moved down to her exposed belly. Her belly button was clean, pink, delicate and smooth. He glanced at her deeply with his black eyes, and a heat hit his black eyes directly.

Nan Zeyu stood up. This pregnant woman, who was still wearing a short-sleeved shirt showing her belly, was already burning with passion. He vaguely felt that he was... He lowered his eyes, turned around quickly, walked out of the bedroom quickly, walked to the bathroom and closed the door. He was a normal man. Did Song Yuyan want him to die by doing this?

More than an hour later, Nan Zeyu opened the bathroom door and walked out of the bedroom. Song Yuyan was sleeping alone on the big bed. She woke up slowly when it was almost time for dinner. When she opened her eyes, she saw the pregnancy nutritionist standing in front of the bed. She opened her eyes wide, and the nutritionist came over, bent down and helped her up.

Song Yuyan looked at the nutritionist, her eyes were bright and transparent, the nutritionist bent down and nodded, saying: Madam, it's time for dinner, you can get up, I'll go downstairs to the restaurant with you, come, I'll help you. Song Yuyan's pupils shrank, she quickly shook her head and said: No, no, no, I can do it myself, little sister, I can do it myself, I can get out of bed by myself, you don't need to help me.

Her belly hasn't even grown yet, so she's not so pretentious? Song Yuyan and the nutritionist left the bedroom, went downstairs, and went to the dining room. Ye Mingxuan, Madam Nan, Old Man Nan Nan, and Nan Zeyu were all sitting on the dining table. She walked forward a few steps and said sweetly: Grandpa and grandma, mom, husband, I'm awake, will your mom eat first? No need to wait for me.

The dining table and chair on Nan Zeyu's right were empty. He turned his head to look at the entrance of the restaurant. A delicate figure stood in the restaurant. She smiled sweetly. His black eyes were as soft as water, and his thin lips moved slightly as he said, "Yanyan, come here, sit here with your husband." Song Yuyan looked up and walked quickly. She turned her head to look at the nutritionist, and said softly with a smile in her watery eyes, "No need to follow me, little sister, aren't you a nutritionist? What kind of nutritious meal should I eat tonight..."

The nutritionist paused, and Song Yuyan also stopped. She turned around and looked at her. The nutritionist came back to her senses after a long time. She smiled dryly and said: Ah, yes, madam, I'll go to the kitchen now. I'll bring the meal for pregnant women tonight over later.

Song Yuyan smiled sweetly, she turned around and walked forward. When she reached the place where the man was sitting, his black eyes looked at her passionately. Song Yuyan's face turned slightly red. What was wrong with Nan Zeyu to look at her like that? Song Yuyan walked around him and walked to the dining table and chairs on the right. The man pulled out the dining table and chairs. She glanced at him and sat down.

She turned her eyes and glared at the man. He turned his eyes and looked at Song Yuyan. His deep black eyes looked at her deeply and softly. Her watery eyes were full and sparkling, like clear water ripples, sparkling water. Nan Zeyu's thin lips hooked a gentle smile, and he said softly: Is my wife's constellation pregnant? I can't help but have doubts, so Yanyan.

Song Yuyan's angry eyes darkened, and with anger, he retracted his fiery gaze, and said gently: "Okay, okay, I get it, Yanyan, but, today, your wife, today, you..." Nan Zeyu looked as if he wanted to say something but stopped. Song Yuyan frowned and looked at him. What did he want to say? She narrowed her watery eyes and glanced at him heavily. She leaned over and was about to raise her hand to hit his shoulder.

At this time, the voice of the pregnancy nutritionist sounded behind her: Madam, the meal for pregnant women is here, I put it on the table for you. Song Yuyan pulled her waist in and straightened her body. She turned her head and looked at the pregnancy nutritionist. She bent down and nodded. Song Yuyan looked at her and smiled indifferently: Okay, thank you sister, I will eat it.

Song Yuyan's eyes fell on the dining table. There was a porcelain white gold and jade plate with three dishes and a soup on it, and a small stew pot with crystal stewed eggs with fresh shrimps, American ginseng chicken slices, and beef rolls with cabbage. The dishes were small vegetables, shredded carrots, chopped produce, and green vegetable slices. The skin of the beef roll was made of flour skin, and braised beef was rolled inside.

She opened the small stew pot, which contained rock sugar and snow pear paste, crystal clear, slightly steaming, and the taste of snow pear water. Nan Zeyu glanced at it and said softly: "Is it enough?" Yanyan, if it's not enough, I'll ask Aunt Li to make some for you. She also knows some meals for pregnant women. Song Yuyan quickly turned her head to look at the gentle man. His eyebrows were gentle, and his deep black eyes looked at her softly. She looked at his handsome face with her big, bright eyes.

So handsome, she even forgot to breathe. Song Yuyan shook her head and said sweetly: "No need, husband. This is a meal for pregnant women customized by a nutritionist. It is nutritious. If you eat more, it will be a burden." Nan Zeyu looked at her deeply with his dark eyes. He nodded and said: "It seems so. Then you eat it, Yanyan."

His eyes were smiling dotingly. He raised his right palm and gently stroked her right cheek. Her earlobe felt hot and her face turned red again. Song Yuyan didn't look at his handsome face. This man was definitely doing it on purpose. She lowered her head and picked up the chopsticks and spoon on the plate. His right palm was so hot that her face was hot. She said in a low voice: "That's enough, Nan Zeyu, I want to eat dinner, take your hand off my right cheek."