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

Chapter 412 Very Good, Xia Jinghao, Let's Break Up

It was almost evening when Fang Manli came over. Song Yuyan heard the footsteps and slowly opened her eyes. She looked to the left with her watery eyes, then suddenly opened her eyes wide and was about to sit up. Fang's mother saw this and walked over quickly. She half bent over and slowly helped Song Yuyan up. Song Yuyan looked up at her mother's beautiful face. She lifted her eyelids, blinked, and said: "Are you scared? Mom, I'm sorry..."

Fang's mother straightened Song Yuyan's body and put a pillow on her back. She looked at her mother's face. Fang Manli was sitting in front of her. The mother and daughter looked at each other. Song Yuyan's watery eyes were dim. She smiled faintly and said: I'm fine, really, I just woke up this morning.

Fang's mother sat in front of her bed, looking at Song Yuyan with her clear eyes. Her gaze was warm and gentle, and she smiled gently: You really scared your mother to death, and the baby in your belly is fortunately okay.

Song Yuyan's pupils contracted, she opened them wide, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and said with wide eyes in astonishment: "Ah, you know everything? My pregnancy, Mom, you..." Fang's mother looked at her, her eyes were crystal clear and shining brightly, she smiled warmly and said: "How great, Yanyan, now your mother-in-law and Zeyu's grandparents are really going to spoil you to the sky!"

The man leaned against Song Yuyan from behind. His warm big hands touched her shoulders and he slowly turned her body over. Song Yuyan's breathing held and her pupils suddenly widened. She turned around and her face turned with her, meeting Nan Zeyu's deep, icy black eyes.

His eyes, as black as ice, were filled with a soft light. Song Yuyan's gaze was dazed for a moment. Her peach blossom eyes curved into two crescent shapes and she smiled sweetly. Her watery eyes were as bright as the moon in the dark night. She whispered: "Husband, you and my mom are wondering if I'm pregnant, right?"

She opened her round eyes and stared at Nan Zeyu's indifferent and handsome face without blinking. A smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Nan Zeyu's cold and dark eyes instantly softened like water. He said with a doting smile: Yes, I'll tell your mother, wife.

The man's voice was like the night breeze passing by, low and faint, like a low violin. Song Yuyan spread her arms, Nan Zeyu was stunned, then he leaned over and slowly held her in his arms. Song Yuyan reached out and hugged him, she smiled sweetly and said: "Honey, thank you, thank you so much."

Nan Zeyu was stunned and chuckled softly. Fang's mother glanced over, her face full of gentle smile. It was great that Yanyan was pregnant with his child, and Song Yuyan would be loved even more by her in-laws. She suddenly exclaimed: Ah! Look at my memory, Yanyan, mom forgot to make you a maternity meal again. Tomorrow afternoon, mom will make it and bring it to you.

When the two were hugging each other affectionately, Fang Manli screamed, scaring them both to relax like springs. Then, she turned to look at Fang's mother. Song Yuyan's watery eyes were slightly startled. She blinked, and then her snow-white face turned light pink. She said helplessly: Mom, a meal for pregnant women, is it that serious?

Nan Zeyu looked at her slightly puffed lips, his dark eyes staring at her profile passionately, his thin lips raised slightly, Song Yuyan subconsciously turned her head to look at him, their eyes met, there was a blazing light in his eyes, like the deep and bottomless sea in the dark night, her eyes were transparent and clear, like a lake, full of water, flowing with bright crystal light and flashing.

At nine o'clock, Song Yuyan wanted to take a bath. Fang's mother turned her head and glanced at Nan Zeyu. She smiled and said: "No need, you take care of Yanyan, I'll go to the bathroom to run the water for her. She is pregnant now, so she has to be careful when taking a bath. I'll wash Yanyan in a while."

Nan Zeyu looked at Fang Manli with his dark eyes. His eyes flashed slightly and he smiled faintly: "Okay, Mom." Fang's mother nodded slightly and stood up from the sofa. She turned and walked to the bathroom in the ward. He stood up from the sofa and walked to the bed with long legs. She was holding a mobile phone, cross-legged, holding the mobile phone in both hands, playing games.

He frowned, and the man pulled out the chair on the right. He sat down gently, and his deep black eyes stared at the right side of Song Yuyan's face. His face was indifferent, and he said in a low voice: Wife, your forehead is not fully healed yet, no, it's not healed yet, be careful, don't play games, look at me.

Song Yuyan paused in playing the game and turned to look at the man. She stared at Nan Zeyu with her watery eyes, her gaze faint and her big eyes twinkling. Nan Zeyu pulled a chair and sat in front of the bed. He stood up, leaned forward slightly, and supported his arms on the bed, where she was sitting. She felt his cold courage.

She slowly raised her head and looked up at Nan Zeyu's cold, deep black eyes. At the bottom of his eyes was a deep pool that she couldn't see the bottom of. She looked into his eyes with her watery eyes, her eyes were bright, she pouted her lips slightly, and said in a soft and tender voice: Okay, okay, I get it, husband.

She lowered her voice a few degrees, his handsome face was gloomy, Song Yuyan was stunned, she half opened her lips, and they were both silent. The man maintained his posture, supporting himself on the bed with his arms, trapping her in his arms. After a moment of silence, Song Yuyan puffed out her little lips and said softly: Here you go, here you go, the phone is for you, husband.

Song Yuyan obediently held the phone in her hands, and she handed the phone to him tenderly. Nan Zeyu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his right hand, took the phone from her palm, and his oppressive body left the bed. He picked up her phone and sat back in the chair.

Song Yuyan pursed her lips, turned her head and looked at him with a puffy face. Nan Zeyu's handsome face was indifferent, and his dark and cold eyes were full of coldness. Song Yuyan's breathing stopped. She smiled obediently and said: "Husband, my wife has a forehead injury and is pregnant. Do you have to look so gloomy? I gave you my cell phone, didn't I?"

Nan Zeyu looked at her obediently smiling little face, and his expression faded. Song Yuyan sweetly curved her sparkling eyes, like tiny sparkling diamonds. His black eyes deepened, and her red lips returned to their original color, red and moist. His throat rolled, and his eyes were deep.

Song Yuyan was startled. His gaze... She opened her eyes wide and said softly: "Hubby, I'm in the hospital. I can't do this. So, can you just be good?" Song Yuyan's face turned pale. Nan Zeyu saw her face turn pale. His handsome face calmed down and he said in a low voice: "What are you thinking about? You thought I wanted to do this to you, Song Yuyan."

She opened her eyes wide and looked at him. Isn't it? And this is in the hospital. If that happens and the doctor comes in, her forehead is still injured. Song Yuyan looked at the man. Her watery eyes looked at Nan Zeyu angrily. She snorted: No, absolutely not, Nan Zeyu, do you hear me, no.

Nan Zeyu was helpless. What did they think of him? His handsome face darkened again. At this time, Fang's mother's soft voice sounded: Yanyan, the bath water is ready, come quickly, mom will help you take a bath. Nan Zeyu turned his head to look at the bathroom, Song Yuyan turned her head to look at the bathroom, she was about to get out of bed, he got up from the chair, walked over with his long legs, bent over, and picked up Song Yuyan from the bed.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat. Nan Zeyu carried her and walked towards the bathroom. Song Yuyan was stunned and didn't dare to move. Fang's mother watched her son-in-law carrying Song Yuyan and walking quickly towards them. A gentle smile appeared on her face. Nan Zeyu carried her to the sink. Fang's mother turned around and walked in quickly.

The man's deep black eyes looked deeply at her sitting on the washstand. Song Yuyan's face turned slightly red, and a dark smile flashed across his black eyes. He turned around and walked out. Fang's mother walked over and looked at her daughter in a daze, her watery eyes sparkling and her face slightly red.

She joked: "Look how your husband spoils you, your little face is blushing, he's out, Yanyan." Song Yuyan suddenly came back to her senses, raised her eyes, turned her head to look at the bathroom door, her ears also became hot, Fang's mother smiled but said nothing.

Half an hour later, Song Yuyan was helped out by Fang Manli. Nan Zeyu was sitting on the sofa. He turned his head and looked over. Song Yuyan was lying back on the hospital bed. Fang's mother bent over to cover her daughter with a quilt and looked at her. Song Yuyan looked at her mother. Her watery eyes were as clear and transparent as a crystal ball after being soaked. She blinked and smiled: Okay, Mom, you should go back soon, it's getting late.

Mother Fang's beautiful eyes looked tenderly at her daughter's sweet face. She nodded, straightened her waist, smiled warmly and said: Okay, then mom will leave. I will come tomorrow afternoon and bring some meals for pregnant women. You must eat well. I will feed it to the baby in your belly, and you should eat it too.

Song Yuyan smiled sweetly, and she said in a sweet voice: I know, I know, I know, Mom, go back soon! Fang Manli nodded, she turned around and walked to the sofa. Nan Zeyu was looking at the company's website. He raised his eyes and stood up. Fang Manli looked at him.

Fang Manli's beautiful eyes were gentle and soft. She smiled and said, "I'm going back. Zeyu, take good care of Yanyan at night. Pregnant women may urinate more at night, so you should pay more attention." Nan Zeyu looked at Fang's mother with his deep black eyes. His black eyes were stunned. He nodded and said, "Okay, I know, Mom, I'll take you out the door."

Nan Zeyu sent his mother-in-law to a taxi, then ran back to the VIP ward at full speed. He opened the door and walked lightly to the bedside. Song Yuyan had fallen asleep. He bent down and looked at her sweet little face, fair skin, red lips, delicate nose, delicate eyebrows, and even the hospital gown on her was as white as snow.

Dieyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, her rosy lips, her white and delicate skin, Nan Zeyu's eyes became more and more profound, he lowered his head, couldn't help but pecked her red lips again, then quickly left her red lips, he straightened up, and said in a gentle voice: I love you, my wife, good night!

He actually wanted to pull up the quilt and hold her to sleep. He didn't sleep well these days because he didn't hold Song Yuyan. But he was afraid that he would oppress her, and even more afraid of accidentally touching her forehead. So, he held back, looked at her again, turned around, took a long step, and walked towards the accompanying room.

Song Yuyan smiled sweetly. She heard him say that he loved her, but she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She fell into a deep sleep. Nan Zeyu actually couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned in the bed room, sitting up from time to time, and then opened the door again.

Looking at the clock in the bed-accompanying room, it was only twelve o'clock. Nan Zeyu went out again, and then walked back into the bed-accompanying room. He left the door open, turned his head, and slept at the end of the bed, facing the door of the bed-accompanying room. Nan Zeyu looked outside. Song Yuyan was pregnant now, so he must pay attention to her. He opened and closed his eyes, closed and opened his eyes all night.

It was almost dawn when he slowly fell asleep. Nan Zeyu's neck was sore from sleeping, and he curled up in the accompanying room. The bed in the accompanying room was not long enough, so his legs had to be curled up together and could not be fully stretched out. His head was tilted and turned to face the door. When he woke up, the back of his neck felt so sore.

Nan Zeyu sat up. The back of his neck was very sore. He raised his hand and massaged it several times before the soreness was relieved. When he looked at the time on his watch, it was almost noon. He quickly stood up, walked out of the bedside room, and went to the bathroom to wash up quickly.

After washing up, he walked to the bedside. Song Yuyan was still sleeping. He squatted down, gently put his thin lips close to her red lips, and kissed her softly. He looked at her pink and white face as she slept. Do pregnant women sleep so deeply? Nan Zeyu looked at her softly with his black eyes and smiled very sweetly.

He straightened up, and Nan Zeyu walked to the dining room in the hospital bed, and then to the small kitchen. A bowl of pasta, a few crystal eggs, a small package of beef ribs, and a few vegetable leaves. A bowl of lunch noodles that looked like eggs but was not lacking in nutrition and protein was ready.

He walked to the dining table with the bowl in his hand. Nan Zeyu was eating the noodles he had made for lunch. He turned his head to look at the restaurant entrance, wondering whether he should make some for Song Yuyan as well. Then, he remembered that she was pregnant and needed to eat a meal for pregnant women. He gave up the idea and continued to eat the noodles he had made.

After a while, Nan Zeyu walked out of the restaurant in the ward. It was already past one o'clock in the afternoon. He walked to the bedside. Song Yuyan still hadn't woken up. Was she hungry? He walked forward, bent down, his black eyes were soft and gentle, as soft as flowing water. He moved his thin lips and said in a low voice: Wife, wife, are you hungry? Are you hungry?

Song Yuyan's eyebrows moved, her red lips also moved, and she frowned. She said in a daze: No, sleep, sleep, I want to sleep. She smacked her lips and wrinkled her little face, looking unhappy. Nan Zeyu smiled and said lightly: Okay, go to sleep, little thing.