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

After my father's funeral, my mother seemed like a different person. She locked herself in her room all day and only came out to eat. I also took part-time jobs during my weekends at college, one in a cafe, another in a western restaurant, and I managed my mother's convenience store at night.

I was approaching my senior year and still had to think about my thesis, which really made my head explode. That day, which was Saturday, I got up at seven o'clock, washed up quickly, made some lean meat porridge for my mother, and then I hurriedly knocked on my mother's door.

I found the door was not closed, so I walked in. My mother was sitting on the sofa. She raised her eyes, looked at me gently and asked: What's wrong, Xiaoyan, you woke up so early, don't you want to sleep a little longer?

I walked over, looked at my mother and said softly: I'm going to work at the cafe and will get off work in the afternoon. I will go to the convenience store in the evening and may be back a little late. There is also the seafood stew that was heated up last night for lunch. Mom, you can heat it up in the rice cooker and we can eat it.

My mother didn't say anything, she just looked at me and nodded. I hugged her gently, kissed her on the forehead and said: "I'm leaving now. I'll be home at 6pm. Wait for me to come back and make dinner. You stay at home and watch TV if you are bored. There are a lot of books in my room, you can read if you want."

I touched my mother's soft red hair and let her go. She looked at me and said, "Okay, I know, Xiaoyan." I explained some more ways to heat the seafood stew, then hurriedly turned around and left the room to go to work, closing the door behind me. I was afraid that my mother would be worried, so I simply locked the door.

I arrived at the coffee shop, changed into the work clothes provided by the coffee shop, and started the day's work. I had no experience in making coffee, but fortunately, the sisters in the coffee shop were very patient in teaching me, and I also copied down the methods of making coffee in my notebook.

I was busy until five o'clock. I took off my uniform and handed it to the supervisor of the cafe. She looked at me and said: Yuyan, if you work until ten o'clock in the evening, your salary in our cafe will be higher, but if you leave work at this time, your salary may be reduced by half!

I held the bag and hung it on my shoulder. I looked at the foreman and said, "No, I'm worried about my mother being home alone. Sorry, foreman, I'll pay you less. See you on Saturday, foreman." The foreman didn't say anything, but nodded and opened the door of the cafe. I waved to the foreman and ran out of the cafe.

My throat really felt sore when I ran from the coffee shop to the bus stop, but when I thought of my mother, I quickened my pace and got on the bus. The hustle and bustle of the bus brought out my sleepiness, and I don't know how I fell asleep leaning on the seat of the bus.

Fortunately, a grandma rang the bell, and I quickly opened my eyes and saw that the bus stop was not far from my home. My grandma and I got off the bus and arrived at the door of my house. I opened the door with the key and walked into the living room. The living room was very quiet. I went upstairs to my mother's room. There was a small gap in the door of my mother's room.

When I opened the door, I saw my mother reading a book intently. She noticed it, turned to look at me and said, "You're back, Xiaoyan. I had lunch by myself and made the seafood stew according to the heating method you mentioned. It was quite delicious. Look at you, you're sweating."

I touched the sweat on my forehead, and it was true. My bangs were wet. I walked over to look at my mother and said, "I ran back, so I'm sweating. Mom, I'm going to make dinner!" After saying that, I turned around and walked out of the room.

Mom stood up and took my hand and said: Let me cook dinner today. You are too tired. Go take a shower and wash your hair. Xiaoyan, Mom is really fine. Silly child, why did you come back? As Mom said this, she wiped the sweat from my forehead with her soft hands.

I looked at my mother. The redness and swelling in her eyes had faded, but her pupils had dimmed. Dad’s departure had dealt a heavy blow to her. She had never cooked since Dad left. Why was she…

I took my mother's hands and said: "It's okay, mom, I'll go make dinner." When my mother heard it, she said with a cold face: "I told you I'll make dinner, you go take a shower and wash your hair, you see your forehead is full of sweat!" Before I could answer, my mother walked out of the room.

I had no choice but to listen to my mother, go back to my room, take my underwear and clothes, take a shower and wash my hair. In the bathroom, I washed all the sweat off my forehead, scrubbed my hair many times, and then washed it with clean water. There is a huge massage bathtub in my room.

My father bought me the jacuzzi. I dried my hair with a hair dryer, took a quick shower, and soaked my tired body in the bathtub. In an instant, all my tiredness disappeared. With the effect of the massage, my neck didn’t feel sore anymore.

After taking a shower, I changed my clothes, walked out of the bathroom, opened the door, ran downstairs, and saw my mother carrying the dishes towards the dining room. I walked over and my mother looked at me and said: "You're done, sit down quickly, there's another pot of soup and we can start eating."

Mom quickly went back to the kitchen, and I sat on the chair. On the table were my favorite dishes: sweet and sour pork knuckles, steamed hot dogs with corn, stir-fried shrimps, and rose-flavored duck in sauce. Tears immediately flowed from my eyes.

It has been a long time since I last ate my mother’s cooking. I picked up the chopsticks and started eating. It was so delicious. The food my mother cooks tastes like happiness. As I ate, my mouth felt salty. When I touched my cheeks, they were covered with tears. I quickly sniffed my nose.

After my mother cooked the soup, she walked out of the kitchen carrying the steaming pot. I walked over, carefully took the pot and placed it on the dining table. My mother gently scooped some soup with a spoon, looked at me and said: This is black chicken soup. I put all the good herbs in it. You must finish it, Xiaoyan.

I nodded vigorously, and my mother poured the black chicken soup into my small basin. She looked at me and asked: "Is the black chicken soup delicious?" Xiaoyan. I drank the black chicken soup, the soup was delicious, the black chicken was soft and not dry, and the medicinal materials were just right. I looked at my mother with tears in my eyes and said: "It's so delicious, the black chicken soup is so delicious, mom, thank you for finally not closing yourself off."

My mother lowered her head and ate the food in the bowl. I also ate the food my mother cooked and drank the black chicken soup that she carefully cooked. This meal made me cry and my nose run. My mother looked at me and quickly took out a napkin from the dining table. She wiped my tears and nose and said: "Silly child, why is your nose still runny? It will drip into the bowl soon!"

I looked up at my mother, who rolled up a small piece of tissue and stuffed it into my nostrils. My mother looked at me and said distressedly, "Don't cry, are you eating or eating your tears? What's there to cry about? Don't cry, Xiaoyan."

But the more my mother said this, the more I cried. In the end, my mother fed me. I was extremely embarrassed during the meal. After the meal, I sat with my mother for a while, and then hurried to the convenience store. Before leaving, my mother took the car keys on the table in the living room and said, "Let's drive, Xiaoyan. You can drive, right?"

I took the car key and said to my mother: "Yes, my father taught me to drive." It was about 9:30 when I arrived at the convenience store and opened the door. Within a few minutes, many customers came to buy things. I was so busy that I didn't even have time to sit down.

The next day, I got up in a hurry, washed up and rushed to the western restaurant. Before leaving, I told my mother whether lunch was ready and put in the refrigerator. I just needed to heat it up and I could eat it. Then I hurried out to the western restaurant.

In just half a month, I was running around the western restaurant, convenience store and coffee shop. I was exhausted, but I still relied on my consciousness to hold on. I closed the convenience store and drove home in a hurry.

When I was almost at the door of my house, I felt dizzy and weak, and then fainted. Suddenly, the door was pushed open and I heard my mother calling me, but my eyelids closed uncontrollably. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the walls were all white.

I looked over and saw my mother looking at me with anxious eyes and said: You're awake, Xiaoyan, you scared me. The doctor said you fainted due to overtiredness. Are you feeling better now?

I propped myself up with my arms and sat up, looking at my mother and said: "I feel much better, Mom. I don't feel dizzy anymore. What time is it now? I want to go home." My mother looked at me and said: "I don't know either, but it was almost seven o'clock when I sent you to the hospital."

I looked out the window. It was getting dark. It should be around eight or nine o'clock. I looked at my mother and said, "It's okay. Let's go home. It's getting dark." My mother touched my forehead with her palm and said, "Really? Xiaoyan, why don't you stay in the hospital for one night? I'm worried about you!"

I held my mother's hand and said, "It's okay, mom, I don't want to stay in the hospital." My mother couldn't persuade me and let me go. From the time I got off the elevator to the time I walked out of the hospital, my mother held my arm and walked with me.

After leaving the hospital gate, I walked to the side of the road, stopped a taxi, and said to my mother: "Mom, you take the car back, I'll take the bus home." My mother didn't understand my behavior, so I opened the door and pushed her into the taxi. She knocked on the car window.

My mother yelled at me: Silly child, why don't you take the bus home with me? I said to my mother weakly: I want to take the bus, it's really okay, mom, I will be home soon, you go home first.

Watching the taxi drive away, I walked in the other direction of the hospital. As I was walking, my foot hurt. I took off my shoes and was about to rest for a while before walking again when a luxurious, giant Ferrari sports car that I had never seen before whizzed past me and hit my heel, which was a little painful. I accidentally fell in the middle of the road.

Who the hell is the one who bumped into me? I endured the pain in my heel and tried to stand up. At this moment, the car door suddenly opened and a pair of extremely long legs walked in front of me. I looked up with anger and saw that the man was too handsome.

Short chestnut hair, thick black eyebrows, and under the eyebrows were a pair of cold and captivating peach blossom eyes. Under the light of the street lamp, the shape of the eyes appeared extremely narrow and long, and the pupils were unfathomable. The strange man suddenly squatted down, and I trembled with fear.

He lowered his eyes and looked at my heels, with thick black eyelashes. He looked up at me, and my heart skipped a beat. His eyelashes were so beautiful. Under his tall, thin and straight nose was a pair of cold thin lips. The shape of his lips was extremely sexy and seductive, and the color was a light cherry blossom color.

He stretched out his fingers as if he was repairing a car. I was stunned for a moment. He pulled me up from the middle of the road with force. His big palm wrapped around my small hand. His fingers were beautiful and impeccable. He held my hand and steadyed me. I looked at his clothes.

A pure black high-end gorgeous suit set off his tall and slender figure, and his eyebrows were full of luxury. His face was expressionless, but it was the kind of tragically handsome face described in novels, so handsome that it made me feel oppressive.

Could this guy be a domineering president? Look at the Ferrari sports car he drives and his temperament. Damn, am I in trouble? No, he was the one who installed me, so how come I am the one in trouble? Suddenly, this strange handsome guy looked at me and said in a soft voice: Can you walk on your heels?

Wow, the voice is so nice, although the tone is cold, the voice is sexy, low and steady. I looked at my heels, which were a little red. He looked at me and said: My name is Nan Zeyu, I want to ask you, can you walk on your heels?

The sudden tough tone made me a little uncomfortable, but seeing that he was so handsome that I couldn't describe it, I suppressed my anger. I looked at this strange handsome guy and said in a faint voice: There is a little bleeding, but it should be okay, my name is Song Yuyan.

As soon as I finished speaking, I was suddenly picked up. I was so scared that I screamed. By the time I reacted, I was thrown into the car by him. Really thrown. How could he not be gentle with women at all? I felt a pain in my back. He stepped on the car door domineeringly, and it closed automatically.

He looked at me and said coldly: Go to the hospital to clean your wound, and then I will take you home. I was completely shocked. This man was too domineering and didn't even ask for my opinion. However, his car was really comfortable and the body was so luxurious.

I looked at his profile, and he seemed to know something, and said in a cold voice: "Don't look at it, I'm afraid you will blackmail me, so I sent you to the hospital, sit tight." After that, the sports car suddenly flew up.

He looked at me and said: Fasten your seat belt, I'm a very good driver, I'm afraid you'll be scared to death. I quickly looked for the seat belt, but I couldn't buckle it no matter how hard I tried. He stopped the car and suddenly approached me.

He had a nice smell of perfume on him, not pungent, but a natural smell. I couldn't describe what it was, but it was a very fragrant perfume. He fumbled for the buckle of the seat belt, then pushed it outwards and fastened the seat belt for me.

I have never seen such a handsome guy. His masculine body odor made my heart beat faster. He looked at me straight and said: Okay, let's go to the hospital now, clean the wound and I will send you home.

His driving was indeed scary, but also very stable. I secretly looked at his profile. He was so handsome. Song Yuyan, don’t be a fangirl. Don’t forget that he hit your heel. Wake up. I looked at this sweet, cute and pure girl with evil eyes. She was so cute...