The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Zhou Yian slept soundly and slept until morning. It was not until Xu Zehao came to see her that she realized that she had not set the alarm clock and had overslept.

Zhou Yian half-closed his eyes, drooped his head and sat in the passenger seat, looking exhausted.

"Are you still sleepy? If you are, go to sleep for a while."

Zhou Yian tried hard to open her eyes, but her double eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. She couldn't understand why. She seemed to be getting more and more sleepy recently. Even if she slept for more than ten hours a day, she still felt that she did not sleep well.

"Uh-huh."

When Zhou Yian was awakened by Xu Zehao, he was already in a completely unfamiliar beautiful scenery.

The car stopped on an unknown green path. The towering trees on the roadside were one after another, with an imposing manner that blocked out the sky and the sun.

In early autumn, the temperature drops a bit, and the leaves of some trees that are afraid of the cold begin to turn yellow and fall off early. At first glance, it looks like a yellow carpet with no end in sight. When the wind blows, the leaves fly all over the sky like flying yellow butterflies.

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the car window, Zhou Yian couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's so beautiful, Xu Zehao, where is this?"

Xu Zehao squatted down, gently tucked her messy hair behind her ears, and said softly: "Come down and take a walk, you will know later."

Zhou Yian subconsciously did not dodge the sudden intimate gesture. By the time he reacted, Xu Zehao had already taken his hand back.

The weather here is a little chilly. Zhou Yian wore a khaki windbreaker on the upper body and light blue wide-leg jeans and a pair of fashionable flat shoes on the lower body. His tall figure matched with this outfit made him look like a young and beautiful college student.

Xu Zehao wore a black knitted jacket and shirt on the upper body, black casual pants on the lower body, and a pair of khaki Martin boots, exuding a strong hipster temperament.

The two walked slowly side by side, like old friends who had known each other for many years.

After walking for a long time, I finally saw the landmark building, Princeton.

Zhou Yian looked at the golden letters with surprise. It turned out that they were now at Princeton University, one of the most prestigious universities in the United States.

She knew Xu Zehao was excellent, but she didn't know he was this excellent.

"Did you study here before?"

Xu Zehao put his hands in his pockets, looked at the buildings in the distance, nodded, and said in a light tone: "I have been in the United States for almost twelve years."

"Twelve years? Then you went abroad when you were fourteen or fifteen."

"Yes, I left my hometown at a very young age." When saying this, Zhou Yian could feel that Xu Zehao's tone was a little helpless.

"What about your parents?"

Xu Zehao remained silent and did not answer. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Zhou Yian quietly. His eyes were indifferent, as if he was observing or examining him.

"What's wrong, is there something on my face?"

Zhou Yian quickly reached out and touched his cheeks and chin, and said to himself, "There's nothing."

Xu Zehao raised his hand, wanting to help her straighten her collar, but before he touched her, Zhou Yian subconsciously took a step back. His hand froze in mid-air, then he slowly lowered it and put it back into his pocket.

"Let's go for a walk over there. There is a big artificial lake over there." Xu Zehao looked at the lake not far away casually, his eyes were always indifferent, as if he had no emotion at all.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhou Yian said as she walked in front of Xu Zehao. She was very thin, and her back was so frail that it seemed like she would fall down if the wind blew.

Xu Zehao did not follow her immediately, but stopped and looked at her back, wondering what he was thinking.

There are rows of benches by the lake, and many unknown birds are circling low over the sparkling lake.

"The scenery here is so beautiful. You were so lucky to study here before."

"Fortunately, I haven't been here much before."

"Such a beautiful place, how come you don't come here often?"

Xu Zehao sat on the bench, tilted his head back, and said faintly: "Because, no one came with me before."

"Have you never been in love before?" Zhou Yian turned his head and stared at him.

"No, you are my first love."

"What?" Zhou Yian was surprised. First love? Xu Zehao had never been in a relationship before he met her?

"Why, you've talked about it before."

Zhou Yian lowered his head quickly, his ears instantly turned red as if dripping blood, and he said in a low voice a little embarrassedly: "I don't have it either."

Xu Zehao looked at Zhou Yian's embarrassed expression, with the corners of his mouth raised in a smile that was barely noticeable to others.

The two chatted idly, but the topic never turned to their relationship.

One is afraid of being pushed away if he speaks out.

One is afraid that if he speaks out, he will get into trouble.

The two walked and stopped, and even had lunch inside.

At dinner parties without outsiders present, Xu Zehao always appears to be particularly considerate and caring.

The evening breeze was slightly chilly. Zhou Yian looked at Xu Zehao's slightly indifferent eyebrows and remembered Fu Shenyan's disdain when he talked about Xu Zehao's affection.

During this meeting, she felt that there was something more in Xu Zehao, melancholy, or perhaps fragility.

She didn't know if it was her illusion or Xu Zehao had changed. He no longer had the sinister and cruel look he had before. Although he was still as cold and aloof as before, he definitely gave people a different feeling.

Originally, he thought that since he had used every possible means to leave him, Xu Zehao would definitely take revenge on him when they met again, but he didn't seem to do so. This alone was enough to surprise Zhou Yian.

Zhou Yian gathered his coat and said, "Xu Zehao, let's go back. We've been shopping all day."

"Okay." Xu Zehao's tone was indifferent, his expression was indifferent, and his whole body looked indifferent.

"An An." When Zhou Yian returned to the hotel downstairs, he was walking towards the elevator in the lobby, but Xu Zehao behind him suddenly called him.

Zhou Yian looked back in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Will you forget me?"

Zhou Yian frowned. This question was a bit puzzling. "Why are you suddenly saying this?"

Xu Zehao raised the corners of his mouth wantonly, "Nothing, I just wanted to ask."

"No." Zhou Yian looked at him seriously and answered him seriously.

"I do not know either."

The two smiled at each other, Zhou Yian waved goodbye, and entered the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed, the smile on Xu Zehao's face instantly faded, and then he sighed deeply.

In the evening, Special Assistant Sun suddenly informed Zhou Yian that David, an American supplier, invited everyone to visit his private island, and asked Zhou Yian to pack some clothes as he might be gone for two days.

The next morning, the group boarded David's private yacht and went on vacation to the private island he bought.

This was the first time for Zhou Yian to ride on a yacht in her life. She wore an orange life jacket and sat inside it obediently. The yacht sped all the way out to the sea.

Later, with the encouragement of everyone, she finally plucked up the courage, took Xu Zehao's hand, and walked onto the deck tremblingly.

The wind whistled in her face, and her shoulder-length hair fluttered wildly. The wind was strong and cold, but very comfortable.

Zhou Yian opened her arms to the wind and embraced the sea. At this moment, she felt extremely happy, extremely free, and extremely refreshed.

"Are you happy?" Xu Zehao next to him was wearing black sunglasses. The wind was blowing his hair wildly, and his black casual clothes were whistling in the sea breeze. He looked very sunny and handsome.

Zhou Yian nodded vigorously and smiled brightly at him.