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

Chapter 369: Husband, Dad, you two look so intimate in the parent-child photos!

It was already 4:30 in the afternoon when they finished taking a hot spring bath. After coming out of the hot spring center, Nan's father drove to a department store in Haidu City. The Bentley stopped and the man opened the back door. He stepped out of the car with his long legs and turned around. Song Yuyan got out of the car carefully. Her snow-white little hand was gently held in his warm big palm. He raised his arm and pulled her out of the car. She stood firmly on her feet, raised her eyes slightly, and met Nan Zeyu's deep and dark eyes.

His eyes were like a deep pool of obsidian, with a clear light like quenched jade flowing in the dark. When his eyelashes trembled, it was like the wings of an inky butterfly flying over a cold pool, drowning people in that thrilling depth. Nan Zeyu's lips slightly raised, his eyes were as bright as a deep pool, and he smiled softly: Wife, why are you looking at me? This little face is red.

Song Yuyan frowned slightly, her eyes were stunned for a moment, her face was stunned for half a minute, and after a moment, Nan Zeyu stretched his hand around her waist, and he quickly closed the car door with his palm. There was a sound of closing the car door. She was stunned for a moment, and smiled dryly: I thought you were doing something? Turns out you were closing the car door? Hahahaha

Nan Zeyu couldn't help but burst out laughing. He stood up straight and looked into her rippling eyes. Her eyes were like crystal balls that had been soaked in water, clear and beautiful. Whenever he saw her eyes, Nan Zeyu would always be deeply attracted to them, because Song Yuyan's eyes were really beautiful.

The man's lips curved, revealing his white porcelain teeth, and he smiled at her with affection, his eyes full of doting, tenderness and warmth. Song Yuyan's eyebrows curved, her eyes curved like a round moon, and she smiled sweetly: Ahaha...husband, it's me, I'm overthinking, hahahaha. While the two were teasing, Nan Zhexue had already walked over.

The couple turned their heads and saw Father Nan with a loving smile on his face. He came up to them and said with a gentle smile: "Come on, let's go in. Xiaoyan, what do you want? Dad will buy it for you today. Don't be polite to Dad!"

Song Yuyan was stunned. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and glanced at Nan Zeyu. His black eyes were soft and he said with a smile on his lips: It’s okay, wife, take whatever dad gives you and do what you like.

She frowned slightly. What does it mean? Nan's father smiled again: What it means is, Xiaoyan, what kind of thing do you like? Tell Dad and I will buy it for you. Song Yuyan looked at Nan's father, her red lips moved slightly, wanting to say that Dad doesn't need this, but she was afraid of disturbing Nan's father's interest.

She bit her lip and then released it, meeting Nan Zhefang's eyes with a faint smile. Song Yuyan's eyes were calm, and she smiled lightly: "Aha, with me, I know, Dad." Nan's father said nothing more, turned around and walked into the Tianan Department Store Plaza.

Nan Zeyu held her waist, Song Yuyan got into his arms, he put his big hand on her waist and hugged her waist and followed Nan's father into the mall. The three of them walked into the mall, which undoubtedly caught everyone's attention. Some people looked at Nan Zeyu and said: Look quickly, this man is so handsome, he is simply a god!

Song Yuyan's face sank, Nan Zeyu glanced at her, he lowered his eyes to look at Song Yuyan who was gloomy, he said softly: "Good girl, my wife, I don't look at those women, my husband only has eyes for you." Song Yuyan moved her eyebrows, she turned her eyes to meet the man's affectionate eyes, she couldn't suppress her inner joy, the corners of her mouth curved, the corners of her eyes curved like a moon, she smiled sweetly.

Wherever the two of them walked, the women in the department store plaza kept talking about it, saying, "No, he's too handsome. That man, there's no such handsome man in Haidu City." Another woman screamed, "Oh, I can't take it anymore. I want to get to know that man, get his WeChat, and I want him to fall in love with me."

Song Yuyan paused, Nan Zeyu felt bad, her face darkened again, the man frowned and explained in a panic: Don't treat me like this, wife, I don't care about them, you see, don't be angry, Yanyan. He leaned over, frowned, and explained to her anxiously.

Song Yuyan snorted coldly, quickened her pace, and strode forward. Nan Zeyu was startled. He quickly followed her and explained anxiously: Wife, listen to my explanation, listen to me, Yanyan, stop and wait for me. Song Yuyan walked forward angrily, her face gloomy.

Nan Zeyu's voice of explanation was very urgent. Song Yuyan didn't want to listen to this man's explanation. She knew that Nan Zeyu would not pay attention to these women, but these women talked about her husband in front of her, which made her feel angry and suffocated.

The man's long legs caught up with Song Yuyan in a few steps. He grabbed her wrist and gently squeezed it, afraid of hurting her again. Song Yuyan turned her head to look at him. His handsome face was full of anxiety. He frowned and bent over to look at her. She met his anxious eyes. She looked at him with her watery eyes and her red lips moved slightly. She said: Why explain to me? Isn't this what you like? Isn't this the charm of your President Nan?

Song Yuyan's voice was muffled, low, and sour. Nan Zeyu's eyebrows curved, his eyes were deep, and his voice was soft and gentle: "Ah? So my wife is jealous, so jealous, full of jealousy."

Song Yuyan immediately retorted, she looked up and glared at him, she said with a cold face: You're overthinking, I'll be jealous, Nan Zeyu, don't be so narcissistic, I'm not jealous! She clenched her two small hands into fists and stared at him angrily.

Even if she was jealous, she would never admit it. The smile on Nan Zeyu's lips deepened. Even if she was jealous, she would not admit it. He indulged her, such a stubborn little thing. He bent down again, only one millimeter away from the tip of her nose, and the smell of his breath sprayed on her cheeks.

Her eyes widened in panic, her heart beating non-stop, and she stammered: You, you, you...what are you doing, I've already said, I'm not jealous, it's impossible for me to eat you...Ahhh! Before she could finish her words, the man suddenly picked her up by the waist, scaring Song Yuyan so much that she screamed three times, her heart almost jumped out.

Song Yuyan instinctively hugged his neck, her snow-white face flushed, her watery eyes staring at him in a daze. Nan Zeyu smiled lovingly: "What about this? Are you still angry?" His wife Song Yuyan looked into his eyes, her eyes blinking, she lowered her head listlessly, and leaned on his chest.

Nan Zeyu lowered his eyes to look at her, and he smiled softly and said: Why are you listless again? Didn't you just say you were not angry anymore? Why are you silent? Hmm... The man's voice was low, with a doting smile and a magnetic voice, which was pleasant to the ear.

When Nan Zhefang walked to the elevator entrance of the department store, he frowned slightly and turned his head to look. Behind him, his son was holding Song Yuyan, holding her like a princess, looking down at her, and walking slowly towards her. He shook his head and murmured: This kid, don't say it, I really didn't treat my wife like this back then. I was shopping in a department store and still holding my wife.

It is estimated that in the whole Ancheng, only his son Nan Zhefang would do this... Father Nan watched his son coming over, he stepped onto the escalator with his legs, turned around, and Nan Zeyu also stepped onto the escalator with his long legs, raised his eyes to meet Father Nan's barely perceptible smile and said: Dad, Yanyan is angry, I am coaxing her! Don't laugh.

Song Yuyan's ears turned red. Who wants this man to coax her? She struggled with her head, and the man immediately lowered his head and said gently and lovingly: "Be good, dear, wife, don't be angry, I'm here? Your husband only looks at you, only looks at you, okay."

Song Yuyan puffed her lips and said angrily: Humph, you bastard, who wants you to coax me? I don't want it, Nan Zeyu, you bastard. Nan's father heard it and said nothing, but smiled helplessly. He also couldn't understand the love mode of young people. They were in love one second and coaxed the next second.

When they arrived at the bag counter in the department store, Nan Zeyu put Song Yuyan on a chair in the rest area. The father and son went to the bag counter to pick out new summer bags for Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan turned her head in a daze and saw several counter clerks explaining everything to Nan's father and Nan Zeyu.

Song Yuyan agreed to come to Haidu with Nan Zeyu to visit Nan's father in order to accompany him. She didn't ask him to buy her luxury goods or give her a share transfer certificate or a hot spring pool. She didn't dare to think about it, but now...

Father Nan meant it, Song Yuyan immediately felt the pressure, but she was too embarrassed to refuse, it was really a headache, after a while, the father and son walked over, followed by several counter clerks, Father Nan and Nan Zeyu were holding several bags in their hands, they squatted down, Song Yuyan was stunned, she frowned nervously and said: Really no need, Dad, husband, there are too many bags in the cloakroom to put them!

Nan Zeyu frowned. He handed the bag to Song Yuyan and stood up quickly. Song Yuyan was stunned. She looked up at the man. The man took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket. He made a call and ordered in a cold voice: "Butler Long, you have only today to get Yanyan a biggest cloakroom. Yes, it has to be the biggest. I want to see a brand new cloakroom when we return to the old house tomorrow."

Song Yuyan was dumbfounded, her pupils dilated, no... She looked down at the bag on her knees. After Nan Zeyu finished the call, he turned around and looked down at Song Yuyan. He had a smile on his face, his eyes were deep, and he said with a smile: Okay, wife, you will see the new cloakroom when we go back to the old house tomorrow.

Song Yuyan blinked and looked at Nan Zeyu, she turned her head and looked at Nan Zhefang again. Nan's father smiled at her lovingly. Nan's father looked at Song Yuyan and said with a smile: Xiaoyan, you sit here. Xiaoyu and I will go and take a look at the shoe area and the skirt and clothes area. This is the second floor area, which is where you buy shoes, bags, clothes and skirts.

Song Yuyan opened her eyes wide, and she turned her gaze to look at Nan Zeyu again. Nan Zeyu stroked the top of her head, his eyes were gentle, and he said with a smile on his lips: "Yes, honey, you sit down. Dad and I will go to choose for you. You sit here and wait!"

After the man finished explaining, he turned around with Nan's father and walked to another area. Song Yuyan turned her head to look over there. She felt a little helpless. Oh my God, this was the first time someone was shopping in a department store like this. And it was her, Song Yuyan.

She was silent, sitting stupidly on a chair in the rest area of ​​the bag counter, her big eyes blinking as she glanced around. Song Yuyan pouted and said: No, this is not a department store either, is it? At this time, a counter clerk in a blue shirt and black skirt came over with a tray, and she looked up at the counter clerk.

The counter clerk bowed and nodded to her, saying: "Miss, this is strawberry milk and strawberry cake, please eat first, your husband and father-in-law will be back soon." After the counter clerk finished speaking, he put the tray on the small table. Song Yuyan was stunned and silent. The counter clerk stood up and smiled at her. After a moment of silence, Song Yuyan curved her lips and said: "Okay, thank you!"

The counter clerk responded: You're welcome, miss, this way you won't be too bored. Song Yuyan nodded to her, and the counter clerk bowed and turned away. Song Yuyan looked down and lowered her eyes to look at the tray on the small table.

She picked up the glass spoon on the tray, first drank a sip of strawberry milk, then used the glass spoon to scoop a spoonful of small strawberry cake. Song Yuyan gently put it in her mouth and ate several bites. This was not strawberry, but raspberry. The small cake was not mousse, but it had a bursting flavor, which was not bad.

It tastes quite good when paired with strawberry milk. In the shoe area, Nan Zeyu and his father were selecting new summer high heels. There were high heels, low heels, flat heels, medium heels, thick high heels, and stiletto heels. Nan Zeyu was in charge of the selection, while his father instructed the clerk to pack them.

After buying the shoes, the father and son went to the skirt section. Nan's father glanced at Nan Zeyu and said calmly: "It's the same as before. If you find something suitable for Xiaoyan, I will ask the clerk to pack it." Nan Zeyu's eyes were cold, and he nodded and said: "Okay, Dad."

After packing the skirt, the father and son went to the clothing suit area. After buying the clothing suits, several shop assistants in the clothing suit area were carrying a lot of bags. Song Yuyan heard footsteps, she turned her head, quickly stood up from the chair, and walked over quickly.

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with a nonchalant expression. She glanced and saw four or five shop assistants walking towards her from behind. She was stunned. Nan's father looked at Song Yuyan with surprise. He smiled and said: I have bought everything for you, Xiaoyan. Xiaoyu chose the items and I asked the shop assistants to pack them.

Song Yuyan looked back and glanced at Nan Zhefang who was standing on the right. Nan's father smiled at her and said, "It's okay, Xiaoyan. I'll call my assistant and ask him to come to the department store." Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and nodded.