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

Chapter 363 Mom, don’t call me Nan’s son-in-law, just call me Zeyu

Returning to the Wangyue Island villa from the Central Commercial Street, Song Yuyan just wanted to sleep, so she sat down on the sofa, leaning against the back of the sofa. She closed her eyes slightly, moved her red lips, and said weakly: I really didn't know that walking on the street could be so tiring. It was almost seven o'clock in the evening. The man sat next to her, and she put her feet on his legs. Song Yuyan suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look over.

Her breathing held, her pupils shrank, and she stammered: No, no, no, no need, husband, I'm actually fine! Song Yuyan struggled to put her feet down on her legs, but Nan Zeyu held them with a big hand, as if he was holding a rose, with just the right strength, not too strong or too weak.

Nan Zeyu's eyes darkened, she looked at him, her heart skipped a beat, she smiled sweetly: "Okay, okay, whatever you want, Nan Zeyu, I'm really tired today, I walked a lot." She stopped struggling and let him do it.

The man raised his eyebrows. Did he think he was going to do something to her? How could he be that kind of person? Nan Zeyu's cold black eyes shone. He looked at Song Yuyan with a heavy gaze. Song Yuyan's little face faced his heavy eyes. She smiled dryly and said, "I'm serious, husband."

Nan Zeyu just pursed his lips, his dark eyes deepened, and he looked at her without blinking, which made Song Yuyan a little flustered. She said gently: "Don't you want to massage my feet? Husband, then I'll let you massage, what else do you want..."

The man nodded, and Song Yuyan turned her head to the other side. Nan Zeyu looked at her and smiled helplessly. After a moment, he heard that Song Yuyan fell asleep. He curled the corners of his mouth, gently put her feet on the sofa, and supported her body to let her lie on the sofa.

Nan Zeyu looked at her deeply, turned around, and walked towards the kitchen of the villa. Tomorrow he would leave Wangyue Island and return to Ancheng. He thought about it and decided to cook dinner tonight. He walked into the kitchen and saw the chef was busy. He took a few steps forward, his handsome face was calm, his deep black eyes were cold, and he said in a bone-chilling voice: Stop, I'll cook dinner, get out!

Several chefs who were arranging the dishes looked over and saw the three chefs looking at each other in bewilderment. They turned to look at Young Master Nan who had a stern face. They bent over and responded: "Okay, Young Master Nan, we'll leave the kitchen now."

Then, three chefs took the cooked dishes and brought a dish plate from the kitchen. They put the dish on the dish plate. Then, the chefs walked past Young Master Nan, half bowed sincerely, and quickly walked out of the kitchen.

The kitchen door was closed, Nan Zeyu walked to the refrigerator and opened it. He frowned and reached into the refrigerator. After a while, he placed the dishes he was going to make in the evening on the kitchen chopping board. There were lobster, Kobe beef, beef ribs, duck legs, rainbow peppers, lettuce leaves, big crabs, and abalone and sea cucumber.

Nan Zeyu didn't know what dish to cook, so he frowned and said, "I got it." After a moment of silence, the man rolled up his sleeves and started washing the vegetables, peeling the lobster thread, marinating the crabs, peeling the shells, chopping peppers, and washing the duck legs.

The kitchen was filled with fragrance. The man was frying vegetables. He put the duck legs into the pot and cooked them. Then he walked to the chopping board and cut the crab meat from a big crab into small pieces. Nan Zeyu did it all effortlessly. His two long legs moved back and forth as he walked. He raised his arms to put the cooked duck legs into the pot to boil them, then reached out to the chopping board and used a rotating knife technique to throw the cut crab meat into the pot to cook.

After going back and forth like this, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening and dinner was finally ready. Nan Zeyu raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, a look of joy in his eyes. He took out an exquisite, beautiful and gorgeous plate, put the dish on the plate, took out the serving tray, put the dish on the tray, and walked out of the kitchen.

Song Yuyan suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the sofa in a daze. Did she fall asleep again? She looked around the living room and saw that she was the only one there... Where was Nan Zeyu? She put on her flat shoes and got up from the sofa.

Just as she was about to walk towards the stairs, Butler Long came over quickly. She turned her head and looked over. Butler Long bent down and said with all his heart: "Dinner is ready and on the table, Madam. The young master prepared it. He is waiting for you in the restaurant!"

Song Yuyan opened her eyes wide. What? Why is Nan Zeyu going to cook dinner again? She responded, "Oh, OK, Steward Long, I'll go right away!" She looked at Steward Long, who was bending over and bowing. Steward Long quickly stood up, and Song Yuyan followed closely behind him, following Steward Long towards the restaurant.

When the door of the restaurant opened, Song Yuyan was stunned. The crystal chandelier in the restaurant suddenly changed color, flashing like the color of diamonds. There were milky white candle sticks on the dining table, and the candles illuminated the handsome face of the man, making him look even more handsome, mysterious and sexy.

She walked over quickly and looked around the restaurant, finally her eyes fell on the handsome face of the man. He was sitting on a chair at the dining table, turned his head to look at her and gave her a wicked smile. Song Yuyan's heart beat faster because of him, so she took a few steps forward.

Nan Zeyu stood up and pulled out the dining table and chairs. Song Yuyan was stunned by him. What was this man doing? She frowned and looked at him. He smiled at her warmly, his eyebrows and eyes were deep and smiling, as dazzling as the bright stars in the night. His thin white and pink lips were smiling wickedly.

He smiled and said: Come, Madam, come and sit down! Song Yuyan walked over woodenly. He held her arm and asked her to sit on the chair at the dining table. Sitting on the chair, Song Yuyan looked at the table again. There was a bottle of golden champagne and two high-footed crystal glasses.

He sat next to her and glanced at her sideways. This look was as deep as the ocean, as if his eyes were filled with the deep ocean, gentle, affectionate, and all kinds of emotions intertwined in his deep eyes, which made Song Yuyan even more stunned. What was he going to do again?

Song Yuyan frowned and turned her eyes, holding her chin with her right hand, staring at him with her watery eyes. Her eyes were sharp. The man smiled at her gently, and he said coldly: "Is it not okay to just give you a surprise?" The man's voice was lowered, with a hint of coldness.

Song Yuyan didn't know what he was thinking. The corners of her mouth twitched and she turned to look at the dining table. There were crescent-shaped duck legs with colorful peppers, fragrant shrimp slices, Kobe beef, smoked beef ribs, large crabs mixed with seafood sauce, boiled radish leaves, and abalone stewed with sea cucumber.

Her pupils dilated, and Song Yuyan said nothing. She picked up the chopsticks. Nan Zeyu glanced at her and smiled slightly. As expected, when faced with delicious food, women forget about themselves when they see food. He raised his hand and waved it in front of her. Song Yuyan's eyes were filled with sparkling light, and she was already drooling as she looked at the food on the table.

In the end, the only sounds on the table were the collision of chopsticks and dishes, and the sound of Song Yuyan swallowing rice. Nan Zeyu looked at her with amusement, as if she hadn't eaten anything since going to the Central Commercial Street today, so she looked very hungry.

Song Yuyan ate very seriously and very hard. Nan Zeyu laughed softly, raised his arm to pick up a lot of shrimp slices for her and handed them to her bowl. She was biting a big crab with great effort. He couldn't help but laugh and said: Eat slowly, little thing, your husband is eating with you!

The two drank some more champagne. Song Yuyan drank the most. She drank it all in one gulp, just like drinking water. The man was stunned. How could she be so capable? After a few glasses of wine, Song Yuyan felt a little dizzy and her face was a little hot.

Nan Zeyu's dark eyes turned darkly. She was still drinking. He reached out and snatched the champagne bottle from her. He looked at her coldly and said: Okay, you are already drunk, wife, you can't drink anymore. His face darkened and his dark eyes darkened.

Song Yuyan's head was dizzy. She turned her head. Her face was flushed. She squinted her eyes and smiled faintly. She looked at him with drunken eyes. She said happily: "Husband, do you know? I am really happy this month. I received a lot of surprises from you. It's the first time!"

As she spoke, her nose felt sore, and two lines of transparent tears slid down her red tomato-like face. Nan Zeyu frowned and said: Why are you crying, dear, don't cry? Wife. He quickly got up from the dining table chair, walked behind her, and raised his hand to hold her shoulders.

Song Yuyan's eyes were filled with mist and her eyes were hot. She cried softly: How could you fall in love with someone like me, your wife, your madam, who is a bully at home, loves to cry, and is unreasonable?

The man tightened his arms and rested his chin on the top of her head. Nan Zeyu said softly: "Silly lady, what are you talking about? You are you. Why do I like you? Because you are you, so I like you. I can tolerate all the bad habits you mentioned. Since the day I fell in love with you, I have accepted everything about you. Do you understand?"

Song Yuyan turned her head and met the man's affectionate and gentle black eyes. His black eyes were sparkling and deep, and his gaze was as soft as water. Her watery eyes were filled with broken stars in the sky, and the tears in her eyes were twinkling like little stars, crystal clear and beautiful. She looked like a tearful face.

Nan Zeyu raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face. He rested his forehead against hers, smiled softly and said: Little crybaby, crybaby, my little thing, your husband loves you no matter what you are like. Let's come to Wangyue Island again at this time during the next honeymoon, okay?

The man's breath sprayed on her hot little face, which was a little itchy. She nodded and said, "Okay, husband." She answered him sweetly and softly, and Nan Zeyu felt warm in his heart. He bent over and picked her up. He was also a little drunk, and his head was a little heavy.

Carrying Song Yuyan out of the restaurant and walking to the bedroom door, Nan Zeyu kicked the bedroom door open and carried her straight to the bathroom. The two of them were already slightly drunk, and the man's voice was so sexy, like dry wood meeting fire, which could be ignited at once.

After a while, the girl's charming panting sound came from the bathroom. This sound was more cheerful than any other time, which made Nan Zeyu so passionate that he couldn't resist it at all. He kissed Song Yuyan's moist red lips tightly, and their lips rubbed against each other. The bathroom was full of beautiful scenery, and the hot water in the bathtub spilled all over the floor.

Once they drank, the two of them somehow didn't want to let go of each other, so they kept doing it all night long, their bodies didn't seem to feel tired at all. Song Yuyan's legs were already weak, but she still catered to the man, and the man was also very happy, his eyes were as hot as fire.

The island was quiet, and the bathroom made people blush and their hearts beat fast. This hearty love lasted until almost seven in the morning. At the end, Song Yuyan's legs were so weak that she fell into the man's arms. The man raised his hand to support her waist and let her sit in the bathtub.

Nan Zeyu gave her another bath and massaged her weak legs before he helped her put on her skirt and carried her out of the bathroom. He glanced at the bedroom door, knowing that they would leave Wangyue Island tomorrow. He put Song Yuyan on the sofa, gave her a light kiss on her red lips, and stood up.

He walked into the cloakroom and quickly packed their suitcases. When he finished packing, it was already dawn. Nan Zeyu raised his wrist to check the time. It was already half past seven. He pushed the two suitcases to the bedroom door, walked quickly to the sofa, got on it, gently hugged Song Yuyan, held her slender waist with his big hands, and fell asleep.

It was almost ten o'clock when Nan Zeyu woke up. He got up from the sofa, walked into the bathroom, quickly washed up, walked out of the bathroom, walked to the balcony of the bedroom, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the Nan family's old house. The phone rang for a while and then was connected.

It was Aunt Li's voice. Aunt Li said happily: "Master, Master, Master, what's wrong?" If you have anything to say, please tell me. Nan Zeyu held the phone, his deep black eyes looked at Wangyue Island in the morning. His pupils moved, and his thin lips moved slightly. He said lightly: Aunt Li, tell the people in the old house that before three o'clock in the afternoon, a private plane will come to Wangyue Island, and Yanyan and I will go home!

When Aunt Li heard this, she opened her eyes wide and asked in surprise: Really? Really? Master, you are coming back with the Madam, is that true? Nan Zeyu responded indifferently, and Aunt Li quickly responded: Oh, okay, okay, okay, I'll go tell her right away, and I have to tell Madam and Madam Fang, don't you know that the two ladies keep talking about how you and the Madam are doing on the island?

Nan Zeyu curled the corners of his lips slightly. It seems that my mother and Mother Fang also miss me and Yanyan. It's time to go back. After hanging up the phone, the man walked back to the sofa. He squatted down and looked at Song Yuyan's pink and white face. She looked very tired. She was too enthusiastic last night and he was bewitched by her, but both of them enjoyed it.