PNB Chapter 329 Zeyu, you must treat Xiaoyan well
Chapter 329 Zeyu, you must treat Xiaoyan well
Gu Tingchen and Song Yuyan took the president's special elevator to the top floor. In the elevator, Song Yuyan kept staring at the up button. Gu Tingchen stood on her right. He glanced at her with his light black eyes. In this glance, his eyes were extremely dark, deep, and affectionate, but he only glanced at her, and he returned to his cold and icy look.
He didn't want Song Yuyan to see the deep affection in his eyes. His affection was only for her. Now that he heard her say that she was going to get married with Nan Zeyu, and that it was this month...it was really good. Gu Tingchen lowered his dark eyes slightly, his eyes were sad, and the pain in his heart was vague.
Originally, he thought that as long as he didn't see her more often, his feelings for her would be so deep, but Gu Tingchen didn't expect that his heart would beat out just by standing beside her. However, he felt a dull pain in his heart. Gu Tingchen's dark eyes sank and he pursed his thin lips.
After a while, the elevator reached the top floor. Song Yuyan stepped out of the elevator first. Gu Tingchen looked up quickly, and he took a step with his long legs and walked out of the elevator, walking shoulder to shoulder with Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan smiled. She glanced at Gu Tingchen, who had a calm expression, and said sweetly: You have to bring Ranran over too, Tingchen. It's on the 19th of this month, and there are only a few days left.
Gu Tingchen's face was slightly stiff. He turned his eyes to look at Song Yuyan, who had a sweet smile on her face. His eyes were indifferent, and his dark eyes were shining with a faint light. He pulled his lips and smiled slightly, saying: "Okay, I will, Xiaoyan." Song Yuyan didn't say anything, and her pace quickened a bit, and he caught up with her.
The two walked through the corridor on the top floor and came to the stairs. Song Yuyan walked upstairs first, and Gu Tingchen followed. After reaching the top floor, Gu Tingchen raised his hand and gently knocked on the door of the president's office. Song Yuyan looked at the door of the office with a pair of watery eyes. Her eyes were as bright as a beautiful crystal ball, clear and transparent.
Soon, the door opened, and Nan Zeyu stood tall and handsome in front of them. Gu Tingchen looked at Nan Zeyu with a faint gaze. Nan Zeyu smiled for a moment, then raised his dark eyebrows and glanced at Gu Tingchen with his cold black eyes, and said indifferently: You are here? Tingchen, are you here?
Nan Zeyu spoke in a low and deep voice, while Gu Tingchen's voice was cold and deep, and both of them carried a slight chill. The two tall men faced each other, and Song Yuyan stood aside in a daze. She was stunned. These two men were so handsome that she couldn't describe it. She opened her starry eyes and looked at the two men with blinking eyes.
Nan Zeyu raised his thin lips slightly, and his soft black eyes glanced at Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan was stunned, her breath stagnated, her pupils shrank, and she said in a daze: What...what...what's wrong? Husband. Nan Zeyu shook his head and said gently: It's okay, I caught you red-handed, you are looking at me, huh? Wife.
Song Yuyan's white face flushed, she was embarrassed and subconsciously lowered her head. Nan Zeyu smiled even more lovingly, while Gu Tingchen's handsome face darkened, his dark eyes darkened, watching the two people flirting in front of him, he felt very uncomfortable.
One is his life-and-death friend who he has known since kindergarten, and the other is the little woman he has silently fallen in love with. Gu Tingchen doesn't know how to face these two people. He can't declare to Nan Zeyu: Zeyu, I'm in love with your wife. Gu Tingchen is very clear-headed and he knows he can't do this.
He is not a man who would snatch his good brother away. Gu Tingchen put his fist on his lips, he coughed slightly, and his dark eyes suddenly turned as cold as water. Nan Zeyu suddenly came to his senses, turned his head and looked at him, his deep eyes met Gu Tingchen's dark eyes as cold as water, he laughed and said: Sorry, Tingchen forgot about you, come, let's talk in my office.
After saying that, Nan Zeyu stepped aside and opened the door. Gu Tingchen stepped in, followed by Song Yuyan. When she looked into Nan Zeyu's deep black eyes with her watery eyes, she raised her little hand and gently pinched his handsome face, then quickly slipped in.
Nan Zeyu felt a slight touch on his face, he turned his head to look over, his thin lips curved into a beautiful smile, this little rascal was so bold, he flirted with him openly in front of his brother. Nan Zeyu smiled wickedly, wait and see how he would punish this little rascal tonight.
Finally, Gu Tingchen and Nan Zeyu sat on the sofa, and Song Yuyan sat at the edge of the sofa. She subconsciously raised her head and looked at the two people sitting on the sofa with her watery eyes. She stood up, lowered her eyes, glanced at the two of them, and said with a sweet face and curved eyes: "Then you two chat first, I'll go to Zeyu's lounge, you guys chat, I'll leave."
Song Yuyan's crystal eyes fell on Gu Tingchen's indifferent handsome face again. She smiled at Gu Tingchen and said: Tingchen, you and Zeyu can chat about anything. I will go to his lounge and won't disturb you. Nan Zeyu's black eyes sank slightly. He glanced at Song Yuyan smiling sweetly at Gu Tingchen. He looked at her with his tender black eyes, his eyes were light and gentle: Go ahead, wife, you can do whatever you want in my lounge.
Song Yuyan set her gaze on the man sitting in the main seat on the sofa. She nodded, smiled with curved eyebrows and said: Okay, husband, then I'll go. Song Yuyan's voice was sweet, like candy. Nan Zeyu listened to her voice, his deep black eyes rose little by little, and he smiled at the corners of his lips and said: Go, wife.
Song Yuyan smiled sweetly. Nan Zeyu turned his head to look over the sofa. Seeing her push open the door of his lounge, he turned back. It turned out that Song Yuyan didn't know how to open the door of his office lounge. He taught her. After teaching her several times, she learned how to do it.
Gu Tingchen's face was indifferent, and his dark eyes emitted a cold light. When Nan Zeyu turned around and looked at him, his dark eyes were as indifferent as a glass of water. The change of gaze only took a moment, because Gu Tingchen wanted to hide himself, hide his feelings for Song Yuyan, and not let Nan Zeyu find any clues.
Nan Zeyu retracted the gentleness in his eyes. His deep black eyes were cold and heavy. He glanced at Gu Tingchen and said calmly and coldly: Tell me, Tingchen, what do you want to see me in the company? Gu Tingchen glanced at him, his dark eyes were as cold as ice, and his handsome face was covered with cold frost. Nan Zeyu was stunned. He frowned and said in a deep voice: What's the matter? Tingchen.
Gu Ting spoke softly with his thin lips, his brows were cold, and his voice was like ice: Xia Rounuan, Zeyu, Gu Tingchen glanced at him, and he said coldly: Xia Rounuan appeared in a hot pot restaurant, and... Nan Zeyu's face became colder and colder, his deep black eyes were full of red bloodshot, and he said fiercely in a cruel voice: She is not dead yet? Find someone to cripple her hands and feet. He gritted his teeth and said word by word.
Gu Tingchen frowned, his dark eyes looked deeply at Nan Zeyu, and said calmly: Zeyu, I know you are very cruel to her, but you can't do this. After all, she is Xia Jinghao's sister. My assistant Qin Mo saw her when he was eating hot pot in that hot pot restaurant.
The man clenched his fists little by little, and his fists made a crackling sound. His eyes turned red with anger. He glared at Gu Tingchen, who was as calm as water, and angrily said: So let her be like this? How did she hurt Yanyan? Why is she still alive? This scumbag.
Gu Tingchen was slightly startled. He paused for a moment, turned his head to look at the lounge, then turned back to look at Nan Zeyu, whose eyes were red with anger and whose face was as cold as ice. He sighed and said in a cold voice: I will let Qin Mo secretly send someone to investigate the hot pot restaurant. As for Xiaoyan, Zeyu, you must protect her and keep an eye on her.
Nan Zeyu stood up angrily. He punched the coffee table hard with his fist, and a curved crack appeared on the coffee table. Gu Tingchen's eyes tightened, his breathing condensed, and his pupils suddenly widened. He whispered: Zeyu, your hand, your hand...
Nan Zeyu had a cold face and his black eyes were red. He lowered his eyes and looked at his fist. The bone of his fist was red and some blood was oozing out. He raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Tingchen with red eyes and cold eyes with red bloodshot. He said lightly: It's just a minor injury on my hand, I'm fine.
Gu Tingchen frowned, and said coldly: Xiaoyan is in the lounge, do you want her to hear it? Zeyu, is there a medicine box in the office? I'll bandage you. Nan Zeyu took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked around. He raised his hand and pointed to a golden and white cabinet near the office door, and said softly: The medicine box is there.
In the lounge, as soon as Song Yuyan came in, she pulled open the curtains, and the light from outside the window shone onto the pure wooden floor of the lounge. She walked forward, pushed open the window with both hands, leaned her head down, and then retracted her head. She pulled open the leather chair in the lounge and sat down.
Her two pairs of legs were placed on the leather chair, and she wrapped her arms around them. She turned her head and looked toward the window. She was asked to come to Nan Group on this weekend, but they didn't tell her why. Was she going to stay in the lounge all day?
But Nan Zeyu and Gu Tingchen were talking outside the office, so it would be bad for her to disturb them? Song Yuyan thought about it, she got up, walked to the bed, and fell on the bed in a big letter shape. She should just sleep. She loved sleeping the most. Song Yuyan puffed up her lips slightly and muttered: Whatever? Sleep is the most important thing in the world.
After a while, she was really sleepy, her eyelids were heavy, and then Song Yuyan closed her eyes, lay on her side, and fell asleep. Song Yuyan fell asleep on the bed in the lounge, and the wind from the window drifted in little by little, blowing the golden and black curtains.
Outside the lounge, Gu Tingchen put his arm around Nan Zeyu's shoulders and walked towards the French window. Nan Zeyu still had a cold face, and his deep black eyes no longer had the red bloodshot of anger. His eyes were as deep as an ancient story, with a chilling chill.
He calmed down and stood side by side with Gu Tingchen at the French window. Gu Tingchen said in a gentle voice: Not really, there is still me, Zeyu, and I will not let Xia Rounuan go, but you must protect Xiaoyan, that's all. Gu Tingchen turned his eyes and looked at his bone-chilling profile. His dark eyes were filled with murderous intent and his gaze was full of ice.
Nan Zeyu pursed his lips and said nothing. He tightened his other fist little by little. "Xia Rounuan, you dare to hurt Yanyan again? I want you to live a life worse than death." His left fist had been bandaged by Gu Tingchen, and there was a gauze wrapped around the fist bone. He didn't feel any pain at all, because he was even more cruel. He was determined to make Xia Rounuan live a life worse than death.
The two then talked about other things. Gu Tingchen did not mention Xia Rounuan's matter because Nan Zeyu hated her so much that he wished she would die, even though she was Xia Jinghao's biological sister. Gu Tingchen stayed in Nan Zeyu's office until after eleven o'clock in the morning. He raised his eyes and glanced at Nan Zeyu who was sitting on a pure black cowhide chair.
He was typing with one hand, rushing to write a proposal for cooperation with Zhou Group. Gu Tingchen frowned and said: "I'll help you, Zeyu, your hand is injured, it's inconvenient to type." Nan Zeyu looked at the computer screen. He typed with one hand without any effort. His eyebrows were gloomy, and his voice was low and cold: "No, I'm fine, I can do it."
Gu Tingchen didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything. He looked at his watch, looked at Nan Zeyu, and said lightly: It's noon, 11:35, Zeyu. Nan Zeyu paused while typing, he stood up, walked around the desk, and walked to the lounge.
Nan Zeyu opened the door of the lounge, and when he walked in, he saw Song Yuyan sleeping on her side on the bed. He walked over, squatted down, and his cold black eyes softened. With a doting smile in his eyes, he said softly: My little princess has fallen asleep, wife, but didn’t your husband call you here so that you could sleep?
His voice was soft and gentle, but Song Yuyan did not react at all, her little white face pressed on the bed. Nan Zeyu stood up, lifted her waist with both hands, and carried her to the center of the bed. He put her head on the pillow and covered her with a quilt. Nan Zeyu bent down and kissed her red lips. The milky fragrance overflowed from her lips and teeth, and Nan Zeyu's black eyes deepened.
Unable to help wanting more, Nan Zeyu pressed his thin lips on her red lips again. He gently pried her red lips open and carefully swept the sweetness from her mouth. Seeing that she did not resist, Nan Zeyu became bolder and kissed her deeper. Song Yuyan only felt her red lips warm and wet. She raised her hand and gently placed it on his neck.
Seeing that Nan Zeyu hadn't come out for a long time, Gu Tingchen strode over to the door of the lounge and looked inside. His whole body froze and his pupils suddenly shrank. In the lounge, two people were kissing deeply on the bed. Nan Zeyu bent over and kissed Song Yuyan who was sleeping on the bed, while she hooked her hands tightly around his neck and responded to his deep kiss.