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

Xia Jinghao smiled helplessly, while Nan Zeyu just gave him a cold glare. As the three of them were about to turn and leave the service counter, the flight attendant in front of the counter called out to Xia Jinghao: "Sir, please wait a moment. I just received a call from our captain. He said that we will arrive at Berlin Airport in Germany at 1 a.m. The flight attendant's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but had a thick German accent and an extremely charming and seductive voice.

Xia Jinghao paused, then quickly turned around and strode to the service counter. His cold, fox-like eyes looked at the flight attendant, who was half-bending down, head held high, with glamorous makeup and a seductive figure. His gaze was icy. When the flight attendant saw his look, she quickly replied with a gentle smile, "Yes, sir, I just received a call from the captain."

Nan Zeyu and Gu Tingchen also turned around. Gu Tingchen glanced at Nan Zeyu and said calmly, "Should we go over there too, Zeyu?" Nan Zeyu watched Xia Jinghao standing in front of the service desk, communicating with the flight attendant in German. His deep black eyes flickered, and he said softly, "No need. Let Brother Jinghao talk to the flight attendant."

Gu Tingchen nodded, took out his phone from his right coat pocket. The screen showed it was already 12:30 in German time. The next second, his stomach growled. He frowned. Nan Zeyu turned to look at Gu Tingchen and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

The airport was noisy, and Gu Tingchen couldn't hear clearly. Nan Zeyu reached out and patted him on the shoulder. Gu Tingchen then looked up and turned to look at Nan Zeyu. His dark eyes were calm and indifferent. He said somewhat awkwardly, "Uh, right, right, you heard me?"

Then, his stomach growled again. Nan Zeyu raised an eyebrow, a faint smile appearing in his eyes. He placed his right fist to his thin lips, spun around with his long legs, and scanned his surroundings with his cold, dark eyes. Nan Zeyu narrowed his eyes and saw a convenience store not far away. He said casually, "There's a convenience store over there, across the street. Do you want to go over?" Ah Chen

Gu Tingchen looked up at the opposite side of the airport terminal. There was a convenience store of moderate size. He frowned, his dark eyes darkening, and he roared, "Damn it, I can't understand German either! You can, right? Then lead the way!" His handsome face turned to Nan Zeyu with a dark expression.

Nan Zeyu's thin lips curved slightly. He nodded, and the two walked side by side toward the convenience store across the street. Once inside, Gu Tingchen, who was 1.9 meters tall, almost reached the ceiling of the convenience store, so he had to bend down slightly. His cold, dark eyes swept over the small convenience store. He picked up a light blue basket from the entrance and walked toward the shelf.

A moment later, Gu Tingchen emptied the basket of items onto the checkout counter. A slightly chubby blonde girl with wavy hair, wearing a purplish-black convenience store uniform, bowed to him and said, "Sir, are you sure you want this much? Then I'll settle the bill for you."

Gu Tingchen looked up at the convenience store girl. His dark eyes were as cold as ice, and his handsome face was sharp and cold. The convenience store girl's pupils contracted and she smiled nervously. Gu Tingchen glanced at Nan Zeyu, who was standing at the entrance of the convenience store. He was leaning against the right wall of the convenience store. He said with a slightly angry face: "Come in, Nan Zeyu. I can't understand what this person is saying."

Nan Zeyu, who was leaning against the wall, heard the slightly angry voice. He turned his head, shook his head, and strode forward. He put one hand in his pocket and walked into the convenience store. The two tall Asian men made the convenience store girl feel intimidated. She bowed and said: "Hello, sir, what do you need?"

Nan Zeyu glanced at Gu Tingchen's composed and handsome face, then turned his dark eyes to the convenience store girl and said, "My friend doesn't understand German, I'll translate for him." Nan Zeyu's thin lips moved slightly, and a low, charming German voice escaped from his throat, his pronunciation incredibly soothing.

The convenience store girl was stunned. Nan Zeyu looked at her with deep, dark eyes, his gaze indifferent, and smiled gently. "Okay, I'm done translating. Now, pay for my friend's order!" The convenience store girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

Nan Zeyu's dark eyes turned slightly cold. He pursed his thin lips and said, "Um, may I pay for my friend's bill?" The convenience store girl took a moment to recover. After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and nodded, saying, "Okay, okay, please wait a moment!"

Finally, the two walked out of the convenience store, each carrying two bags. Gu Tingchen also bought Xia Jinghao's share, which consisted of instant noodles, bread and cakes, disposable convenience store steak, curry cheese and tomato rice, all hot and ready to eat, as well as some fries, hamburgers, fried chicken, German bread, and so on.

The total cost was over 3000 euros. Gu Tingchen walked behind, carrying the heavy plastic bag. He frowned and said in a low voice, "Nan Zeyu, can't you help me carry this? It's heavy!" Nan Zeyu, who was walking in front, turned around with his long legs. He turned slightly to the side and looked at Gu Tingchen behind him with indifferent black eyes. He shrugged and said, "You bought the food yourself, so carry it yourself. It's not like I bought it."

Gu Tingchen was so angry he was about to lose it. Nan Zeyu finished speaking quietly, turned around, and continued to stride forward. Gu Tingchen's handsome face turned black with anger. He gritted his teeth. The two walked one after the other, like male models on a runway, attracting the attention of some passersby, who continued walking without paying any attention.

Nan Family Mansion in Ancheng, China-

After Song Yuyan and Shen Jiayi finished lunch, the prenatal yoga instructor came over. Shen Jiayi was absent-minded, staring blankly into space. Song Yuyan was looking at the latest fashion week magazine, flipping through it with her legs flat on the sofa and her pregnant body slightly leaning against the back of the sofa.

Li Ma quickly walked over. Song Yuyan turned her face, and Li Ma stepped forward, bowing slightly. "Young Madam, Cheng Linyu is here. Should we let her in now, or wait a little longer?" Shen Jiayi turned her face to look at Song Yuyan, her black gemstone eyes empty and vacant. She said indifferently, "Li Ma, who did you say is here?"

Li Ma straightened up and looked at Miss Shen sitting on the sofa next to her. She bowed deeply and said, "Miss Shen, the prenatal yoga instructor has arrived." Shen Jiayi simply gave a curt "Oh," while Song Yuyan's watery eyes sparkled with a sweet smile. She smiled sweetly and said, "Let Teacher Cheng come in now, Li Ma."

Li Ma nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let Teacher Cheng in now." Song Yuyan put down the fashion week magazine and was about to get up when Shen Jiayi turned her head, put her right hand on her waist, and slowly stood up as well. Then, she reached out and helped Song Yuyan up from the sofa. Both pregnant women were having some difficulty getting up.

Especially Shen Jiayi, whose pregnant belly looked bigger than Song Yuyan's, and it was rounder. Song Yuyan's pregnant belly was very round. Song Yuyan held Shen Jiayi's arm, leaned close to her ear, and said with a sweet laugh: "Hehe, Jiayi, you should try doing some prenatal yoga too. It will help with childbirth. Look at your belly, it looks so big now..."

Song Yuyan was slightly taken aback. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Shen Jiayi's pregnant belly. She lifted her eyelids to look at Shen Jiayi's charming profile and blinked her big, watery eyes, saying, "It's only been a little over a month? Your belly is already so big, Jiayi."

Shen Jiayi's eyebrows twitched slightly, her eyes flickered, and she turned her face, her dark gem-like eyes looking coldly at Song Yuyan, who was completely stunned. She put her right hand on her waist and sighed softly, saying: "What else can I do? Xiao Jiang from Ankang Hospital said that I am pregnant twice, and there are two babies inside. I will start my prenatal check-up next month."

Just as Song Yuyan was about to say something, Li Ma led the prenatal yoga instructor into the hall. The two turned to look at her, and Song Yuyan beamed, "Teacher Cheng, you're here! By the way, this is my best friend, Shen Jiayi." Song Yuyan turned slightly to the side and pulled the composed Shen Jiayi along.

Teacher Cheng walked over, looked at Song Yuyan, and bowed respectfully, saying, "It's alright, Madam. Hello, Miss. I am Cheng Linyu, a teacher who specializes in teaching prenatal yoga to pregnant women. May I ask how far along you are in your pregnancy?" Cheng Linyu was a little surprised to see that Shen Jiayi's pregnant belly was even larger than Madam Song's.

Shen Jiayi didn't want to speak, but she took a step forward, turned around, and looked at Cheng Linyu, who was tall and slender, wearing a pink dress, with a beautiful face and delicate features. Her black gemstone eyes were cold and deep, and she said indifferently: Two weeks pregnant.

Concise and to the point, few words, and a slightly cold tone, Song Yuyan's watery eyes held a dry laugh. Her almond-shaped eyes, like crystal balls, gleamed as she said with a smile, "Teacher Cheng, my best friend is like this. She's not in a good mood. She just came over yesterday. Recently, she..."

Shen Jiayi coughed a few times subconsciously. Song Yuyan raised her left hand to cover her mouth. She looked at Cheng Linyu with her watery eyes, her gaze gentle. She smiled like Cupid and said, "Well, I won't say anything else, but you can teach Jiayi too. She's pregnant with two babies, so she needs it even more."

After a while, Cheng Linyu brought two yoga mats, one silver-black and one peach-pink. She laid the two yoga mats outside the small garden of the mansion. The sky was overcast and cold today, with little sunshine. The weather in Ancheng in October was unpredictable, with sudden changes in temperature. The wind picked up again at this moment.

Song Yuyan was in front, and Shen Jiayi was behind. She knelt on the yoga mat, raised her arms, slowly opened them, and then gently exhaled. Shen Jiayi, behind her, focused her gaze on Song Yuyan and followed her example. When she opened her arms and exhaled, it was as if some pressure was released.

Cheng Linyu was instructing Song Yuyan from the side. She glanced back and saw Shen Jiayi following along with Madam Song. She gave her a thumbs up and said with a slight smile, "Great job, Miss Shen! Are you carrying two babies? Your movements are so light!"

Shen Jiayi clasped her arms back together, knelt on the yoga mat, tilted her head, and Cheng Linyu raised her hand to greet her, saying: You're great, Miss Shen. If you keep doing this, childbirth won't be a problem.

Shen Jiayi's expression was calm, and she smiled slightly as she said, "I'll practice slowly when I get home." Cheng Linyu nodded gently with a smile. The next yoga pose was the horse stance, with legs spread apart and arms extended forward. Slowly squat down and stand up. Song Yuyan did it very slowly, but Shen Jiayi finished it almost instantly.

So, she subconsciously pulled her pubic bone again. Shen Jiayi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she bit her lower lip. The observant Cheng Linyu noticed this and walked towards Shen Jiayi. Shen Jiayi was doing yoga poses and knew that Cheng Linyu was coming over. She smiled faintly and said, "I'm fine, Teacher Cheng. This isn't the first or second time I've pulled my pubic bone."

Cheng Linyu frowned, her eyes filled with anxiety, and her red lips parted slightly as she said, "Is it alright, Miss Shen? You need to move slowly. This is to relax your pelvic floor muscles. You're moving too fast. Besides, your belly is bigger than the young mistress's, so you need to be even more careful."

Shen Jiayi was taken aback. She blinked her cold, black gemstone eyes and glanced indifferently at Cheng Linyu. She said dismissively, "Okay, Teacher Cheng, I'll listen to you." Song Yuyan's heart skipped a beat. She slowly stood up, turned around, put her right hand on her waist, and looked at Shen Jiayi behind her.

Shen Jiayi met her gaze with her dark, gem-like eyes. Her gaze softened, and she said with a gentle smile, "I'm fine, Yan Yan. You can continue doing what you're doing, don't stop." Song Yuyan then put her hands on her hips, looking annoyed, and said, "I'm supposed to take good care of you. You've pulled on your pubic bone! Jiayi, are you alright? Butler Long, Butler Long, Butler Long!"

Song Yuyan quickly called out to Butler Long. Butler Long, who was pruning flower petals in the garden room, heard the voice, put down his pruning tools, turned around and walked out quickly. Butler Long came over quickly, and Song Yuyan waved for him to come over. Butler Long immediately moved to the young mistress's side, bent down and said: What is it? Young mistress, please tell me, tell me slowly!

Butler Long straightened up and looked at the young mistress with a humble expression. Song Yuyan's eyes widened in surprise. She frowned and said, "Quickly call the medical team over. Miss Shen's pubic bone has just been pulled down. I'm worried. You need to go there right away."

Butler Long immediately bowed, looked up at the young mistress, and said, "Oh, alright, alright, I'll call the medical team over. They're in a small villa across the street. The medical team is on call 24 hours a day. I'll go right away, young mistress."

The medical team arrived at the Nan family mansion in fifteen minutes. They stood in rows at the entrance of the mansion and followed Butler Long into the mansion. After completing the fifth set of yoga poses, Song Yuyan raised her head. She saw the medical team, straightened her pregnant body, and turned to look at Shen Jiayi.