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

Nan Zeyu frowned as he looked at Song Yuyan's profile picture in WeChat. She smiled so sweetly in this selfie, but when she called him just now, she cried so hard that he wanted to appear in front of her. Nan Zeyu suddenly lost his sleepiness. He quietly got up, pushed the door and walked out of the ward.

Ye Mingxuan turned over. In fact, she had just heard Nan Zeyu's voice on the phone. There was a girl on the other end of the phone. She frowned. That girl's voice must be Xiaoyu's friend, the girl who came to the hospital to visit her when she came to the United States, right?

She heard her sobbing on the other end of the phone, and Ye Mingxuan couldn't sit still. She also wanted to return to China and Ancheng as soon as possible. Inexplicably, she felt sorry for the girl. When she heard the girl's cry, she wanted to know what happened to her. The next morning, Song Yuyan woke up on the dressing table. She looked around with swollen eyes. Why wasn't she in bed? She raised her eyes suddenly and saw herself in the mirror with disheveled hair, red and swollen eyes, and full of tears. She was really shocked.

Song Yuyan tried hard to recall what had happened to her and why her eyes were red and swollen again. She felt a little dizzy and couldn't remember anything. She got up from the chair, ran to the bathroom, washed up quickly, and then took warm water to apply hot compress to her eyes.

After applying hot compress to her eyes, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were watery and there were tears hanging on her eyelashes. Song Yuyan had very long eyelashes, so every time she cried, there would be tears hanging on her eyelashes. She turned on the faucet on the washbasin, put her cheek under the faucet, and gently washed her cheeks wet with tears.

The slow flow of water washed Song Yuyan's cheeks, making her feel sober all of a sudden. After washing her cheeks, she turned off the faucet and walked out of the bathroom. The ivory white wall clock in the room showed that it was already eight o'clock. It seemed that she had not gone to school the day before yesterday. Song Yuyan walked to the window and pulled open the curtains.

A dazzling light shone on her cheek, making her a little dazzled. After Song Yuyan got used to the light, she opened her eyes and looked out the window. There was actually a little sunshine today, and the sunlight was just shining on half of her cheek. After being cold for so long, she finally saw the sunshine.

Song Yuyan stood at the window, looking at the sunlight for a while. Suddenly, the cell phone on the bed rang. She turned around and walked quickly to the bed, picked up the phone, and the caller ID showed it was Teacher An, who was Song Yuyan's homeroom teacher. Song Yuyan was considering whether to answer the call, when a video call came in.

Song Yuyan's pupils instantly dilated. Teacher An called her via video. She sat on the bed with her phone in hand and pressed the button to receive the video call. She saw Teacher An's serious expression and his eyes looking at her.

Song Yuyan looked at Teacher An in the video. Behind her was the office, and several other teachers were talking beside her. Teacher An looked at Song Yuyan in the video. Her eyes looked a little swollen, her expression a little haggard, and her lips were pale. Did something happen to this child? Song Yuyan looked at Teacher An and whispered: Teacher An, I'm sorry for those two days...

Teacher An, holding the phone, suddenly moved close to the screen, which scared Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan held the phone farther away. Teacher An's mouth twitched, and he looked at Song Yuyan and said, "You still know, Yuyan, what's wrong with you? I haven't been to school for two days. Do you know how much homework and courses you have missed?"

Song Yuyan lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Teacher An in the video. Teacher An suddenly remembered that Song Yuyan came from a single-parent family. Teacher An looked at Song Yuyan sternly and said: This is not a problem that can be solved just because you dare not look at me. Call your mother over, I want to talk to her, Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan looked up at Teacher An in the video, whose face was pale with anger. She looked at Teacher An in shock and pleaded: No, Teacher An, don't call me mom, I will come to school tomorrow, really, Teacher An, I will come to class tomorrow.

When Teacher An heard this, he frowned and looked at Song Yuyan and shouted: "It's the third day this afternoon. What? Do you want to skip classes for three days? Do you know how important a class is at Ancheng University? You can use all your hard work anytime and anywhere. If you waste it, it will be in vain. No, call your mother over quickly."

Song Yuyan knew how important the classes at Ancheng University were. The teachers at Ancheng University were all professor-level. They had to pass a series of examinations at home and abroad and only those who passed the screening could enter Ancheng University to teach. Therefore, the salaries of the teachers at Ancheng University were all over ten thousand yuan. This was why so many teachers at Ancheng University were trying their best to get into this school.

Song Yuyan looked at Teacher An in the video with aggrieved eyes and confessed: Teacher An, my mother found that her medical records and test results said "early stage colorectal cancer". I didn't mean to not go to school. I advised her, and my best friend also advised her to go to the hospital for hospitalization, but she resisted without blinking.

When she said this, Song Yuyan's voice began to tremble. Teacher An was stunned after hearing this. How could this happen? No wonder Yuyan didn't come to school. Song Yuyan was a student who had never missed classes. This was one of the reasons why Teacher An liked her very much. Teacher An didn't know how to comfort Song Yuyan. Seeing Song Yuyan trying hard to hold back her tears, she felt distressed.

Song Yuyan looked at Teacher An with tears welling up in her eyes. Teacher An's eyes turned into heartache when he looked at Song Yuyan. Teacher An touched Song Yuyan in the video and said distressedly: Good girl, Teacher An has wronged you. Don't cry. Let's put it this way, you come to class in a week. Now go and accompany your mother. If your mother still stubbornly refuses to be hospitalized, I will persuade your mother.

Song Yuyan looked at Teacher An in disbelief. Teacher An waved his hand and ended the video call. Song Yuyan sat on the bed with her phone in her hand. She couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She looked at the sky through the window with tears in her eyes. Her eyes, which had just been heated for a while, began to cry again. At this time, she felt like she couldn't open her eyes.

She sniffed, stood up, took her cell phone, ran to the door, opened it, and walked downstairs in a trance. She went straight to the kitchen, took out an ice pack from the refrigerator, walked to the dining room, sat on a chair, leaned against the back of the chair, and placed the ice pack on both sides of her eyes. The cold feeling spread throughout her body, and her eyes were immediately relieved.

Song Yuyan closed her eyes, feeling the cold relief brought by the ice pack. After a while, she felt that the ice pack was no longer so cold, and her eyes felt much more comfortable. She opened her eyes, laid her head flat, and suddenly shouted: Oh, my God, you scared me, Mom, what are you doing...

Song Yuyan put the ice pack on the dining table and looked at her mother who suddenly appeared sitting opposite her. She looked at Song Yuyan with dim eyes, and said with a smile uglier than crying: I scared you, Xiaoyan, Mom has been sitting here for a while, what are you doing?

Mom pointed at the ice pack on the dining table. Song Yuyan looked around, then looked into her mother's eyes and said, "Ah, it's okay, I'm applying it to my eyes, Mom." Mom didn't say anything, but sighed, got up from the chair and walked to the living room. Song Yuyan got up from the chair and quickly followed her mother.

Mom sat on the sofa with a confused look on her face. Song Yuyan sat next to her, holding her mother's cold little hand. Her mother looked at the windowsill outside the living room and said: I'm a burden to you, Xiaoyan. Today is Thursday and you haven't been to school for two days.

Song Yuyan was stunned. It turned out that her mother knew everything. She knew that she hadn't been to school for two days. Song Yuyan put her palms on both sides of her mother's cheeks, turned her head into her sight, looked into her mother's eyes seriously and said: Mom, don't say such things. I am not a burden to me at all, really, Mom.

Mother's eyes suddenly widened and looked into Song Yuyan's eyes, and said in a trance: Xiaoyan, it's mom who didn't take good care of yourself. If you don't want to go to school, just rest. Mom won't force you. But, mom is resisting hospitalization.

After that, the mother stood up and was about to leave. Song Yuyan took her mother's arm and hugged her tightly in her arms, comforting her emotionally unstable mother and said: "Okay, okay, we won't go to the hospital, I will accompany your mother." Song Yuyan wailed in her heart and hoped that the boss would return home soon. Now she could only hope that he would come to persuade her mother.

As for Nan Zeyu, these days, Nan Zeyu didn't let his mother move too much, and his mother listened to him very much, because Delis told her that she would be discharged from the hospital in ten days. Ye Mingxuan also listened to Delis and actively cooperated with the checkups, took medicines, and did rehabilitation exercises every day. Nan Zeyu accompanied his mother.

After completing the rehabilitation exercises, Mom is more energetic than before. Nan Zhefang also makes various stews for Ye Mingxuan every day to nourish her body. Butler Long is good at making noodles, so he makes Chinese noodles of various flavors for Ye Mingxuan to taste in the family room every day.

Soon, five days had passed, and Nan Zeyu's return date was slowly confirmed. He coaxed his mother to sleep, pushed open the door of the ward, walked to the corridor, took out his phone, opened WeChat, found Song Yuyan's chat box, and sent a text message to Song Yuyan, saying, "I will be back to Ancheng in five days. Xiaoyan, wait for me to come back obediently, don't cry, when I come back I will advise your mother to be hospitalized for treatment, believe me, it will be possible, Xiaoyan, your mother will be fine, I have asked Assistant Bai to find the best doctor in Ancheng, wait for my order, once your mother is admitted to the hospital for treatment, the doctor will go to Ancheng Hospital to take care of your mother, and you have to take good care of yourself, promise me!"

Nan Zeyu sent the message to Song Yuyan's WeChat only after she saw that there were no typos in the message. After sending her mother back to the room, she saw her eyes closed in sleep and she was snoring softly. She tucked in the quilt for her mother, turned off the lights in the room, and walked out of the room.

After returning to her room and preparing to go to the bathroom to take a shower, Song Yuyan saw that the screen of her mobile phone suddenly lit up. She ran to the bed, knelt on it, took out her mobile phone and opened it. There was a WeChat message, so she clicked on WeChat.

Seeing that it was a WeChat message from Nan Zeyu, she clicked into the chat box and saw a long string of text messages. The domineering president finally sent me a message. She looked at the sending time and it was 11:30 in the evening. Song Yuyan looked out the window of the room. It was night here, but it was noon in the United States.

Song Yuyan looked at the text message sent by Nan Zeyu, her eyes blurred. She suddenly missed him very much, and even wanted him to hug her broken self. Since when did she always think of him? Song Yuyan looked at the phone screen with blurred eyes, and replied to Nan Zeyu's message with trembling fingers, "Promise you!" and then sent it.

Hearing the sound of the WeChat message, Nan Zeyu put down his laptop, stretched out his long arm to the phone on the bedside table, opened WeChat, and saw the three words sent by Song Yuyan, "Promise you." This time, the corners of his mouth did not rise, but laughed out loud. The little girl seemed to be moved by him. He was a little unsure whether he had an unknown feeling for her...

After reading the WeChat message, Nan Zeyu was in a good mood. He found the transfer function in WeChat and transferred another 9000 to Song Yuyan. He wrote in the transfer, "Take it. This is my kindness to you, Xiaoyan." Then he transferred the money to Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan was about to put down her phone when she saw the WeChat message. She was dumbfounded. Why did he transfer money to her again...

Song Yuyan clicked on the transfer information helplessly, and saw Nan Zeyu's explanation on it. Her eyes became wet, as if she was about to cry. She clicked on "Payment Received" without hesitation. Nan Zeyu looked at the WeChat chat box, which showed that the transfer had been received. He became more certain that his feelings for Song Yuyan were no longer ordinary, and he had a urge to protect only her.

Ye Mingxuan turned over and saw Nan Zeyu looking at his phone and smiling, which dazzled her. It seemed that Xiaoyu had developed romantic feelings for that girl. She had to find a way to see that sweet and lovely girl again, and then bring her together with Xiaoyu.

In the ward, Ye Mingxuan secretly watched Nan Zeyu holding a mobile phone. Nan Zeyu couldn't stop smiling as he looked at the three words "promise you". Coincidentally, at noon that day, no one pushed the door to enter the ward to disturb the scene. Nan Zeyu didn't know how long he had been looking at the phone. When he came to his senses, he found that his mother was looking at him with a look that showed that something was wrong.

Nan Zeyu returned to his usual cold appearance and said in a light voice: You are seeing things, Mom, I am watching videos? Nan Zeyu made up an excuse to perfunctorily answer his mother, but his mother was not stupid, she could hear her son Xiaoyu's perfunctory answer and responded in a stupid way: Oh, okay then.

Nan Zeyu looked down at his watch, then looked at his mother who was sleeping on her back and said, "I'm going to make food, I'll come over later, Mom." He got up quietly, walked quickly to the door of the ward, pushed the door open and walked out of the ward. Ye Mingxuan turned around quickly and saw the mobile phone and laptop on the sofa. She got out of bed quietly, took the mobile phone, swiped her finger to WeChat, and opened WeChat.

Seeing a WeChat name called Song Yuyan, Ye Mingxuan's eyes widened. She quickly clicked into the chat box and saw the conversation text and the information about the transfer and the other party receiving the money. Ye Mingxuan's eyes were full of smiles. She still called the girl Xiaoyan and refused to admit that she had a romantic relationship with the girl. Ye Mingxuan flipped through the chat history between the two of them. There was nothing there, just these chat records...

She shook her head, put her phone back on the sofa, and sat on the bed. It seemed that if she didn't show up, her domineering son would not be able to get love. On the fifth day, the doctor came to the ward every day to check Ye Mingxuan's brain injury and found that the wound was healing well. It was decided to remove the stitches on Ye Mingxuan's brain in four days. Hearing the news, Ye Mingxuan was so happy that she wanted to jump up. Nan Zeyu looked at his mother with cold eyes. Ye Mingxuan put away her excited legs and looked at Nan Zeyu. Why didn't she realize that she was so afraid of her son?

Nan Zeyu was thinking about returning home as soon as possible, hoping that time would go faster and faster. He wanted to find a way to keep Song Yuyan by her side, whether it was Nan Group, him, or him accompanying her. He knew how much Song Yuyan needed a hug now. Ye Mingxuan saw the heartache in Nan Zeyu's eyes, and she understood that her son was feeling sorry for the girl and wanted to return home and Ancheng to see her as soon as possible.