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

Chapter 345 Leng Qing, the mission can begin.

345 Leng Qing, the mission can begin.

On the private plane, Song Yuyan was sleeping on the seat with her back to Nan Zeyu. The man was sitting on the seat on the right. He looked at her back with gentle eyes. Next was his honeymoon trip with Song Yuyan. He thought that he must try his best to make her pregnant during the honeymoon. He now had an idea, an idea of ​​becoming a father right away.

The man lowered his black eyes, turned his head, and leaned back on the airplane seat. He leaned back on the seat and slowly closed his eyes. The private plane was flying to Wangyue Island. The speed of the plane was very stable. Nan Zeyu fell asleep in a short while. I don't know how long it took? He suddenly opened his eyes.

He straightened up and glanced out the plane window. It was dark outside, but not yet dark. Nan Zeyu raised his wrist to check the time. It was already past six o'clock. He turned his head to look at the left side of the plane seat. Song Yuyan turned over and faced him.

He slowly stood up from his chair and walked towards her. He bent down, knelt on one leg, and raised his hand to hold her sleeping face. Song Yuyan's little face was pink and white, her eyebrows were curved, and even her eyelashes were crescent-shaped, long and distinct, and her red lips were as moist as fresh strawberries.

Nan Zeyu looked at her sleeping face with his deep black eyes, she was so cute, his long fingers stroked her snow-white skin, she really looked like a rag doll, with a smile in his eyes and his thin lips slightly parted, he said softly: Little thing, you must stay by my side, when we have a baby, I want you to accompany me to the company every day.

Song Yuyan's eyebrows moved, she opened her eyes and met the man's gentle gaze, her face froze, her pupils widened, she wanted to sit up, Nan Zeyu raised his hand to press her shoulders, looking straight into her eyes, her eyes were like crystal clear, shining brightly, she said: Husband, did you just wake up? Or...

Nan Zeyu smiled softly and said: I just woke up, I turned my head and saw you turned over, I knew you woke up. Song Yuyan smiled, he supported her shoulders, she got up from the chair, he put his arm around her waist, sat on the chair she was sitting on, and put her on his lap.

She sat obediently on his lap, he put his arms around her waist, and she leaned sideways on his chest. Song Yuyan listened to his heartbeat, her little face flushed, and she said softly and tenderly: Husband, I heard everything you just said, okay, I am willing to have a baby for you.

Nan Zeyu's face was stunned. He lifted her chin with his right hand. Her eyes turned and looked up, meeting the man's fiery black eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and she said with wide eyes: Yes, husband, I'm serious, but can we take it slow?

The man nodded, his dark eyes became deeper, he smiled wickedly and said: Hahaha, little thing blushed again, okay, husband promises you, we will take it slowly. Song Yuyan pursed her lips and said nothing, leaning on his chest again.

He raised his left hand and stroked the back of her head. He lowered his eyes and looked at her leaning on his chest. Nan Zeyu smiled gently and said in a dark voice: There is a long time to come, wife, there is plenty of time. Song Yuyan nodded, closed her eyes, and her red lips curved slightly into a sweet smile.

After a while, Song Yuyan fell asleep again. Nan Zeyu looked at her quietly, not wanting to disturb her. He didn't know how long the plane had been flying. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when they arrived at Wangyue Island. After more than five hours of flight, the private plane landed on the tarmac of Wangyue Island.

It was Butler Long who opened the cabin door. Nan Zeyu carried Song Yuyan down the cabin door, and Butler Long carried the suitcases for both of them. The three of them turned their heads and watched the private plane slowly rise. The propellers of the plane unfolded and the private plane flew into the sky. Butler Long looked at the young master or young mistress, who was carrying two suitcases in his hands, bowed and nodded, and said: Young Master, Madam, let's leave the helipad first. There is a car waiting outside.

Song Yuyan looked at the man's profile, she smiled sweetly and said: "Hubby, put me down, just hold my hand." Nan Zeyu's eyes turned and met her crystal ball eyes. His black eyes were as deep as a pool. He nodded, gently put her down, and then took her little hand in his big hand.

Butler Long followed closely behind, while Nan Zeyu walked in front holding Song Yuyan's hand. The helipad of Wangyue Island was very wide. After passing several bends, they could see the sky outside. The sky outside was pitch black, like the entrance of a dark cave.

At this time, a Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the three people. Butler Long quickly put the young master and his wife's suitcase into the car, then opened the door, and the two got in the car. After the door was closed, Song Yuyan turned her head and glanced at Nan Zeyu. She said sweetly and softly: Husband, are we going to the hotel, or where else to go?

Nan Zeyu looked at her pretty little face, which was a light peach pink, with skin as white as snow, sweet eyebrows and eyes, and a gentle smile with a honey-sweet smile. He glanced at her transparent and pure eyes with his deep eyes, and said with a smile in his eyes: Let's go to the villa, don't worry about it, it's the villa on Wangyue Island.

Song Yuyan nodded, she nestled in his arms, leaning on his shoulder. The Rolls-Royce started, and as the car drove, the man slowly lowered the window. His dark eyes swept out. It was his first time to visit Moon Island, and it was really beautiful. The beauty of Moon Island was fresh and refined, yet bustling and lively. The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the lake, reflecting the stars. At this time, the island was shrouded in moonlight, looking quiet and mysterious.

Even when he was sitting in the car, he could hear the sound of the lake water on Wangyue Island flowing slowly, the chirping of insects in the distance and the sound of waves lapping against the shore. It was as if he was in a fairyland far away from this world. Nan Zeyu felt his ears were clear, without the tiredness he had at the company, and his whole body and mind were relaxed.

Looking at Song Yuyan, he lowered his head and saw that she had fallen asleep with the corners of her lips curved. Nan Zeyu closed the car window a little bit, and he turned his head to look out the window on the right. It was dark at this time, and he could not see the scenery of Wangyue Island outside the car window. He could only hear the sound of waves lapping against the shore, like a clear spring, very pleasant to hear.

Soon, the Rolls-Royce stopped in front of a platinum villa. The door opened, and the man first stepped out of the car, then picked her up from the seat and carried her out of the car. Song Yuyan's eyebrows moved, and she opened her eyes. He smiled and put her on the ground.

Song Yuyan's pupils dilated and she looked closely. It was a platinum-colored villa. The villa was very long, with observation decks all around and a large corridor. She turned to look at Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu walked up to her, put one arm around her waist, held her hand with the other, and led her into the corridor.

Butler Long carried the luggage of both of them and followed the young master's wife into the corridor. There was an artificial lake in the corridor. The water in the lake was crystal clear. Song Yu exclaimed: "Wow, husband, there is an artificial lake. What kind of villa is this?"

She turned to look at him, Nan Zeyu's dark eyes turned slightly to meet her shocked look at him, he smiled softly and said: The villa in Wangyue Island, it is also the most expensive villa in Wangyue Island, worth more than 30 million. Song Yuyan was stunned, she didn't say anything, but took his arm, she looked around, and said lightly: You rich people have too much money to spend, a villa worth more than 30 million is really luxurious.

The man smiled softly, and she took his arm to lead him into the villa. The villa surprised her even more. The hall of the villa was spacious and grand, and the high ceiling design made the whole hall look particularly tall and majestic. On the ceiling, a huge crystal chandelier fell like a waterfall. Thousands of crystal cut faces reflected the brilliant light under the light, illuminating every corner of the hall. The floor was paved with marble tiles, and the smooth surface reflected the gorgeous figure of the chandelier, as if people were in a dream palace. The walls around were either hung with paintings by famous artists, colorful and delicate, showing the artistic background; or decorated with exquisite wall lamps, with different shapes, interlaced light and shadow, adding a bit of warmth and romance. The furniture in the hall was all excellent, and a set of dark solid wood carved sofas were placed in it. The wood texture was clearly visible, and the carving craftsmanship was exquisite. Every detail showed the luxurious quality. The coffee table is made of transparent tempered glass with a metal stand. It is simple and stylish, and is filled with exquisite ornaments, which complement the luxurious atmosphere of the entire hall.

Nan Zeyu took her hand in his hand and led her to the stairs. Song Yuyan glanced at the hall of the villa. She exclaimed: "Oh my God, my God, my God, husband, is this also the villa of the Nan family enterprise? It feels like entering a crystal palace." She glanced at his handsome face. The man paused, glanced at her with his black eyes, and said lightly: "Yes, this is the villa of my father's family enterprise. This is my first time here, wife."

Song Yuyan nodded, went upstairs, and walked to an orange bedroom door. Nan Zeyu opened the door, and the two walked into the bedroom. Inside was an orange bedroom. The orange bedroom was like a warm and gorgeous poem. Every corner was carefully carved, exuding charming charm. The walls were painted orange, and this color seemed to keep the afterglow of the sunset in the room forever, giving people a warm and energetic feeling. There may be several exquisite paintings hanging on the wall, and the picture frames are golden, which complements the orange walls and shows an elegant artistic atmosphere.

The bed is the focus of the bedroom. The large bed is covered with soft orange-red bedding, embroidered with exquisite patterns such as flowers or feathers, adding a touch of softness and luxury. The headboard is a soft-padded design, which not only provides a comfortable support but also highlights the quality. Exquisite bedside tables are placed on both sides of the bed, with unique table lamps on them. The lampshade is also orange-red, emitting soft and warm light.

The curtains are made of heavy velvet material with a slightly darker color, creating a sense of layering with the wall. When the curtains are opened, sunlight shines in and illuminates the entire room; when night falls, the curtains are closed, creating a warm and private space indoors.

In a corner of the bedroom, there is an exquisite dressing table with a round mirror on the table. The mirror is inlaid with small light beads around it, which emits a soft light when in use.

There is a thick carpet on the floor. The color of the carpet echoes the overall decoration. It has delicate patterns on it. It is soft and comfortable to step on, as if adding a warm touch to the entire bedroom.

In short, this orange-red bedroom, through the clever combination of colors, careful selection of furniture and perfect treatment of details, creates a luxurious and warm resting space, where people can relax and enjoy the beauty of life. Song Yuyan was stunned. She stood in the orange-red bedroom for a long time, until a pair of warm hands wrapped around her waist from behind.

She turned her head to meet his deep black eyes. She turned around, Song Yuyan slowly hugged his neck, Nan Zeyu's black eyes became deeper and deeper, her heartbeat accelerated, like a drum, her big eyes stared at his handsome face without blinking, her eyes were watery, sparkling, she tilted her head and chuckled: Thank you, husband, anyway, thank you!

Nan Zeyu looked at her pretty little face, his eyes were soft, and he smiled: "Little thing, what are you going to say thank you to your husband? I am your husband, you are my wife, just tell me what you want, I can give you everything your husband can give you, understand?" Song Yuyan's eyes turned red, and her eyes were moist with crystal tears. The man's black eyes tightened, and he frowned and said: "We are here for our honeymoon, you can't cry, wife."

Song Yuyan was startled, and crystal tears were about to fall. Nan Zeyu raised his right hand and touched the corner of her eyes, gently wiping them away. She sniffed and looked into his eyes with her curved eyes. He smiled and said: Okay, I promise you, husband, I won't cry.

The man smiled gently and held her in his arms. Song Yuyan leaned lightly on his chest. He lowered his eyes to look at her, his thin lips raised. Song Yuyan opened her red lips slightly, and she said sweetly and softly: Husband, if we have a baby, should I drop out of school?

Nan Zeyu frowned slightly, and she looked up at him. She opened her eyes wide and held her breath. He lowered his eyes and glanced at her. His black eyes were cold and gloomy. He pursed his thin lips. Song Yuyan looked at him nervously. After a moment's silence, he opened his thin lips slightly and said: That's not possible, wife, you still have to go to school. Don't worry, it's your husband who opened your university.

Song Yuyan bit her lip and nodded: "Okay, I will continue to study. At most, I will be a little tired. I can take care of the baby after class. Can you help me with your homework?" Her husband Nan Zeyu nodded and smiled dotingly: "Okay, your homework will be taken care of by your husband."