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

That evening, Nie Ranran didn't go downstairs to the dining room for dinner. She lay on the sofa, her eyes wide open, staring at the crystal chandelier gleaming with pink and white crystals. Her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she blinked. Lying on the sofa, her mind was filled with thoughts of what Gu Tingchen had said to her. She frowned slightly, biting her lower lip. How ridiculous. Three days of silent treatment, and now he's telling me not to get too close to other people…

What exactly does he mean? Nie Ranran blinked her clear, watery eyes. He hadn't asked her about her or called her for those three days. She was there, but he wasn't. Now he was telling her not to get too close to other people. She really found it quite funny. Her cherry-red lips slowly curled into a sarcastic smile, as if she were mocking herself.

Just then, there was a knock on the bedroom door. Nie Ranran's eyes widened suddenly, her breath caught in her throat, and her ears perked up. There was a knocking sound at the door. She sat up, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards the door.

Nie Ranran opened the door, and the maid, Zheng Ma, bowed and said, "Miss, dinner is ready. You can eat now. Oh, and Miss..." Zheng Ma slowly straightened up, slightly raising her eyes. Nie Ranran looked at her with calm, clear eyes. She moved her red lips and said, "Yes, go ahead, Zheng Ma!"

After considering for a while, Zheng Ma said with a gentle smile: "Young Master doesn't eat dinner. He won't be back until the early hours of the morning. He asked me to tell you, Miss, that you must eat your fill, take a bath, and go to bed after you've eaten."

Nie Ranran guessed as much, and nodded slightly, saying, "Okay, I understand, Aunt Zheng, I'll go downstairs now." Aunt Zheng bowed, straightened up, and slowly backed away. Turning around, she walked with slightly hurried steps. Nie Ranran let out a soft breath and closed the door.

In the restaurant, the butler placed plates and dishes on the table one by one. Nie Ranran walked over, pulled out a chair on the left, and sat down. Tonight's dinner was rather lavish. Her clear eyes fell on the table.

Teriyaki chicken cutlet, tomato beef stew, angelica root and black-boned chicken slices, vegetable rolls, and a small bowl of tofu and crucian carp soup. Nie Ranran couldn't help but frown. She pouted and said, "I don't like tofu. Why is there tofu and crucian carp soup?"

Butler Mu quickly walked over, bowed, and said, "Miss, I'm so sorry, I'll take the tofu and crucian carp soup away right away. Please don't be angry." Nie Ranran blinked her clear eyes slightly and gave a soft "Mmm."

After finishing her dinner, Nie Ranran left the restaurant and looked at her watch. It was almost 10 p.m. What was Gu Tingchen doing at this time? Why wasn't he coming back to eat dinner at her house again tonight? Was he avoiding her? She stood at the top of the stairs, her eyes wide and then contracting in a daze.

She went upstairs to the dressing room, took a winter nightgown, and went into the bathroom. She sat in the bathtub, tilted her chin up slightly, closed her eyes, and exhaled softly from her cherry lips. She opened her eyes and lowered her head.

After taking a shower, she felt sleepy and staggered towards the room. Nie Ranran turned on the bedside lamp, got into bed, lay on her side, turned over a few times, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, Nie Ranran woke up naturally. She got up, walked out of her room, and went to the bathroom. Her eyes were still blurry and she was not yet fully open. She forced herself to stay awake and, with her eyes half-closed, bent down to turn on the tap.

After washing up, Nie Ranran walked out of the bathroom and into the dressing room. Her bright, crescent-shaped eyes quickly scanned the dresses and suits in the dressing room. She stepped forward, picked up the dress she was going to wear today, walked to the full-length mirror, picked up the dress, and kicked off her fluffy slippers.

Gu Tingchen was still asleep. He returned to the Gu family home at around 1 a.m. Liu Yifan could drink too much. She was halfway through drawing a clothing pattern when she insisted on dragging him to drink with her. He only drank three cups and didn't get drunk, but she could drink a whole bottle.

His eyes widened in surprise. Liu Yifan picked up the bottle with both hands, raised it high, and poured the liquor into her mouth. Gu Tingchen frowned, stood up, and reached out to snatch the bottle from her hand. She dodged, and the liquor spilled unexpectedly onto his tie.

Liu Yifan removed the bottle from her face, her delicate features flushed slightly. She narrowed her cat-like eyes and pouted angrily, saying, "Look, look, look! I told you not to stop me from drinking! You spilled the wine on your tie, Mr. Gu!"

She extended her right hand, her fingernail pointing at Gu Tingchen's sapphire blue tie. She bent slightly forward, her left hand gripping the wine bottle. Liu Yifan stared blankly at Gu Tingchen's tie. Gu Tingchen's dark eyes narrowed, and his handsome face darkened.

Liu Yifan slightly raised her eyes, her eyes already slightly red. She blinked her feather-like eyelashes, her steps swaying unsteadily. After a moment of silence, Liu Yifan suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, President Gu, your tie."

Gu Tingchen's handsome face had turned completely dark. His dark eyes were cold and icy, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together. He stood straight, one centimeter away from Liu Yifan. Liu Yifan opened her mouth and laughed a few times. Suddenly, she squatted down and sat on the carpet with a thud.

Qin Mo, the assistant sitting in the dining chair, was stunned. He widened his eyes, stood up in surprise, and quickly walked to Gu Tingchen. He bowed and said, "Mr. Gu, Miss Liu seems a little drunk. Should we...?"

Gu Tingchen frowned, lowered his eyes, and looked at Liu Yifan sitting on the carpet. She was holding a wine bottle in her hand and had her head down. Suddenly, she raised her head and a bitter smile curved her pink lips. She was already starting to feel a little drunk.

She parted her pink lips and mumbled sleepily, "Mommy, Mommy, where are you? Where did you take my little brother to marry? I miss you so much, Fanfan misses you so much, I miss you so much." Liu Yifan suddenly burst into tears.

She sobbed softly, and Gu Tingchen didn't know what to do. His sharp, cold brows furrowed, his handsome face darkening. He moved his thin lips, and said in a low, cold voice, "Miss Liu, are you having a drunken outburst? Hmm?"

His low, cold voice echoed in the opulent private room. Qin Mo frowned and said calmly, "Um, President, Miss Liu is really drunk. I'll get her a suite for the night, on the 53rd floor. Is that alright, Mr. Gu?"

Gu Tingchen stared coldly at Liu Yifan with his dark eyes. He wanted to scratch his head in frustration. He looked up and glanced at Qin Mo. He said coldly, "Okay, go ahead, Qin Mo. Use my card to book her a presidential suite for one night."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Tingchen was about to take out his own black card when Liu Yifan looked up, opened her eyes, and started crying for the second time. She snorted and tears streamed down her face like a faucet, wetting half of her face.

Gu Tingchen paused in taking out his black card. He turned his long legs slightly and saw Liu Yifan on the carpet. She had thrown away the wine bottle, tilted her head back, and opened her eyes, tears streaming down her face. He felt an urge to hit her. He held the black card between his right fingers, turned around, and stared sharply at Qin Mo with his cold, dark eyes. He said icily, "Get her a room right now! Hurry up, immediately!"

Qin Mo was so frightened that cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He quickly bowed and said, "Yes, yes, Mr. Gu, I'll go right away." Qin Mo reached out his hand, and Gu Tingchen waved his black card to Qin Mo. Qin Mo carefully took it with both hands, nodded, turned around, and quickly walked away.

It was almost midnight when Gu Tingchen carried the drunk Liu Yifan into the presidential suite. Qin Mo supported her waist, while Gu Tingchen put her arms on his shoulders. Liu Yifan had stopped crying, her curly hair was messy and the ends were crossed. Gu Tingchen put her down on the sofa.

He straightened up and looked at Liu Yifan. His deep, dark eyes were fixed on her. Liu Yifan, all her pain stemmed from her mother. Her mother remarried and took her younger brother with her, and has not returned home since. Her family background has made her so unfortunate.

At 12:30, Gu Tingchen strode out of the Meiyuan Hotel. He glanced at his watch; it was already past 12:20. Qin Mo's stomach rumbled a few times. He lowered his head awkwardly. Because of Liu Yifan, Qin Mo hadn't eaten much, and it had taken him half an hour just to get her a room.

Gu Tingchen glanced at him sideways, his long, dark eyes narrowing slightly. He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Let's go get some late-night snacks, Qin Mo. I'll go back after we eat." With that, Gu Tingchen strode off towards the side of the Meiyuan Hotel.

Qin Mo and Gu Tingchen randomly chose a late-night food stall, similar to a roadside eatery. It was relatively clean, and the shop was small, with only the two of them there. Gu Tingchen walked over, and Qin Mo sat down opposite him.

A moment later, the owner brought over a large iron plate with lamb skewers, squid skewers, clam meat, chive and egg pancakes, beef noodles, a small bowl of vegetable stew, grilled pork skin, beef sausage, and a plate of grilled squid. The owner bent down and placed the iron plate on the table, bowing and saying: "Gentlemen, everything you ordered has been served. Please enjoy your meal."

The food stall was located at the intersection east of the Meiyuan Hotel. Gu Tingchen glanced at Qin Mo, his eyelids twitching slightly. He uttered three harsh words in a deep voice: "Give me some!" Qin Mo looked up in a daze, meeting the president's sharp eyes. His legs trembled, and he nodded, saying, "Uh, uh, thank you, President."

Gu Tingchen glanced at the contents of the iron plate with his dark eyes. He reached out and picked up a bowl of beef noodles. The bowl was large, with big chunks of beef, ginger shreds, scallions, and minced garlic. He picked up his chopsticks, scooped up the beef noodles, and put the noodles mixed with large pieces of beef into his mouth. He ate with great relish.

Qin Mo picked up the skewers and chive and egg pancakes and ate them together. The two of them buried their heads in their food. Qin Mo was pleasantly surprised and said with a big smile, "President, this is delicious! Hahaha, it's really delicious. Did you like your bowl of beef noodles?"

Gu Tingchen ate his beef noodles. He looked up and saw Qin Mo smiling warmly at him. Gu Tingchen's dark eyes were cold and piercing. He picked up a noodle with his right hand and said indifferently, "Hmm, it's alright." Qin Mo chuckled and took a big bite of the beef sausage. He mumbled, "It's really delicious, President. I've never eaten at a street food stall before. This is my first time."

Finally, around 1 a.m., Gu Tingchen paid the bill, which came to exactly 300 yuan. Qin Mo's eyes widened in disbelief. Just a few skewers cost 300 yuan. He hadn't even looked at the price list carefully before ordering randomly. After Gu Tingchen finished paying, he turned to look at Qin Mo and said in a low voice, "Are you full?"

Qin Mo stared blankly at President Gu, then nodded knowingly and said, "Of course, of course, of course I'm full, President." Gu Tingchen gave a cold "hmm," strode out of the food stall, and Qin Mo followed. The stall owner behind them smiled broadly, bowed, and said, "Thank you both, gentlemen! Welcome to visit again next time. Thank you both!"

Nie Ranran didn't care anymore. She didn't see Gu Tingchen in the restaurant, nor did she ask the housekeeper. She ate her breakfast at a leisurely pace. For the past few days, she had been eating breakfast alone: ​​soup dumplings, shrimp dumplings, milk sweet potato tarts, and multigrain corn juice. She held the milk sweet potato tart in her right hand and forked a shrimp dumpling in her left hand, eating it bite by bite.

After finishing her breakfast, she stood up from her chair, took her handbag, and walked out of the dining room. As Nie Ranran walked out, Su Ma called out from behind, "Wait, Miss, wait." Nie Ranran paused and turned around.

Su Ma walked over quickly and nodded, saying, "Miss, the young master is at the Gu family's house. I just went upstairs and saw him sitting on the sofa. He looked like he had just woken up. Miss, would you like to go and see him?" Su Ma finished speaking quickly and bowed.

Nie Ranran blinked her bright, crescent-shaped eyes. She looked calmly at Su Ma and said with a slight smile, "Yes, no need. I'm going to the company. Tell the young master to remember to eat breakfast, okay?" With that, Nie Ranran turned and walked away with light steps.

After having lunch at the Gu family home, Gu Tingchen left and drove his Lamborghini to the Gu Group. Just as he stepped out of the car and into the company lobby, his phone rang. He took it out of his pocket and saw that the caller was Liu Yifan.

Gu Tingchen swiped his phone screen with his right hand, picked it up and put it to his ear. Liu Yifan's confused voice came from the other end: "I...I...I'm in a room. What's going on? Mr. Gu, is it you? Did I really make a fool of myself?"