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

During dinner, the two sat at a distance from each other on their dining chairs. Gu Tingchen sat on the chair opposite him, while Nie Ranran sat directly opposite him. She kept her eyes downcast, while Gu Tingchen held his bowl. He looked up and saw Nie Ranran carefully picking at her rice. He frowned, his dark eyes fixed on her. His thin lower lip pursed slightly, and he said softly, "Ranran, lift your head, okay?"

Nie Ranran's heart skipped a beat, pounding wildly. She paused, her chopsticks still churning her rice. She didn't know how much force he had used, but she could clearly hear her heart pounding as if it were about to burst out of her chest. She slowly raised her head, little by little.

Her delicate face paled slightly, her bright eyes blinking rapidly. Nie Ranran looked at the handsome, cold-faced man. Her eyebrows twitched slightly. Gu Tingchen's dark eyes were like sharp blades fixed on her. She blinked her bright, watery eyes, stunned, and moved her cherry lips, saying, "Brother, Brother Chen… Brother Chen, Brother Chen, my chin, my chin…"

As Nie Ranran spoke, she raised her right hand and gently stroked her chin. Instantly, a dull pain spread from her jawbone. She couldn't help but frown slightly. She shook her head and said, "I'm really alright now, brother. I'm so hungry, so hungry. I want to eat something."

Gu Tingchen's dark eyes turned cold. He spoke slightly, "Get up, come here, let your brother take a look at Ranran." As he spoke, he raised his left hand and waved to Nie Ranran, who was directly opposite him.

Nie Ranran's eyes widened suddenly. Her pupils contracted and dilated, and her throat suddenly felt itchy. She couldn't help but cough a few times, saying, "Cough cough cough, cough cough cough, no no no need, cough cough cough, oh, I!"

The man's dark eyes narrowed, and he frowned, saying coldly, "Never mind, you can eat your food, Ranran." Gu Tingchen suddenly stood up. Nie Ranran coughed, her neck burning. As she coughed, he stood up, turned around, and strode quickly out of the restaurant.

Nie Ranran looked towards the restaurant entrance with her clear eyes. Gu Tingchen had already walked out. What was he going to do? Her brows furrowed tightly as she sat in the dining chair, looking completely bewildered.

A moment later, Gu Tingchen came in. Nie Ranran was chewing her food when she glanced at him. He was holding something in his hand. He strode in. He was coming over. Gu Tingchen walked towards Nie Ranran, and Nie Ranran immediately became nervous again.

Gu Tingchen walked behind her dining chair, and Nie Ranran froze, her eyes wide with shock. He moved the chair, turning her around. He squatted down, and Nie Ranran's breath caught in her throat. She blinked tremblingly, stammering, "W-w-what are you doing? Ah? Brother… Brother, brother…"

Her lips trembled, and her voice quivered. Gu Tingchen knelt on one knee, raised his left hand, and when he touched her chin, she subconsciously hissed softly: "Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Nie Ranran kept crying out in pain, and Gu Tingchen's cold, thick eyebrows furrowed even more. He gently lifted her chin slowly, forcing Nie Ranran to lean back against the chair.

Nie Ranran looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the restaurant, which sparkled with silver diamonds. She blinked her clear, bright eyes. The man picked up the disinfectant that was on her thigh and unscrewed the cap. He said calmly, "Don't move. I'm putting medicine on your chin, Ranran."

Nie Ranran was startled. Her eyelids blinked and widened. She felt a cool sensation on her chin. She frowned. It felt slightly warm yet cool. She didn't know what kind of medicine Gu Tingchen had given her. She quietly felt it.

Finally, Gu Tingchen gently rotated the cotton swab he was using to apply the medicine, covering a large area of ​​the cooling ointment on both sides of her chin. He said indifferently, "Hmm, all done. I've applied the medicine for you. Gently lower your chin; the cooling ointment isn't dry yet."

Nie Ranran obediently listened to Gu Tingchen's words. She slowly lowered her chin and straightened her head. Gu Tingchen suddenly stood up and met the man's indifferent dark eyes. She stared at him blankly with her clear eyes. His gaze was indifferent. She pouted.

Gu Tingchen's long, dark eyes flickered. His handsome face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were deep and cold, like a bottomless abyss. After a moment of silence, Gu Tingchen's thin lips moved slightly as he said, "Ranran, I didn't mean to do that just now."

He finished speaking calmly, and Nie Ranran's face showed a stunned expression. After Gu Tingchen finished speaking, he added indifferently, "You eat first. Brother will throw away the cotton swabs and then wash his hands, Ranran." His voice was so indifferent that it seemed devoid of any emotion, and his cold, low voice made Nie Ranran's heart skip a beat.

After Gu Tingchen finished speaking, he turned around. Nie Ranran raised her hand and touched her chin. It seemed to be less painful now. A relieved smile appeared on her cherry-red lips. Actually, my brother still cares about me. I hate myself for testing him. I even suffered a little bit.

At 10:30 p.m., Nie Ranran finished taking a shower. She was wearing a Persian cat onesie hooded plush pajama. The weather had been getting colder lately, and after taking a shower, a cold wind blew in through the window next to the sofa. The cold wind blew into her neck, making her shiver all over.

So, Nie Ranran didn't wear a nightgown. She opened the door and stood at the doorway. She wanted to go up to the third floor to see Gu Tingchen. She moved her feet, then pulled back. Should she go or not? She stood at the doorway, her slippers making a clattering sound.

In the end, she still couldn't muster the courage to go up to the third floor. Nie Ranran sat on the dressing chair and looked at the dressing table, which was full of her favorite skin care products. She reached out and twisted open the bird's nest milk cream. The light New Zealand milk fragrance, along with the smell of bird's nest, made the cream refreshing and non-greasy with plenty of moisture.

Nie Ranran gently rubbed the cream between her fingertips onto her face. It was a milk cream that Gu Tingchen had bought for her, which could fight aging, remove wrinkles, brighten, moisturize, and whiten the skin. A sweet smile appeared on her lips, and her crescent-shaped eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.

In Gu Tingchen's bedroom, he had just taken a shower and was drying his hair with a white towel. He strode into his room, glanced at the bedside table, picked up his phone, found Liu Yifan's WeChat, tossed the towel onto the bed, and picked up his phone.

Meiyuan Hotel Presidential Suite -

Liu Yifan sat cross-legged on the carpet. On the coffee table were dinners delivered by the hotel service: a five-pack of corn and cheese hot dogs, a large bowl of broccoli, beef, and vegetable rice, and a bowl of vegetable and shrimp wonton noodles. Next to her was a large white drawing sheet.

She was carefully sketching out clothing designs on the blueprint, stroke by stroke, when her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw a WeChat message from an incoming caller.

Liu Yifan's cat-like eyes suddenly widened. She quickly picked up her phone, turned on the screen, opened WeChat, and saw a message from Gu Tingchen. She swiped up and opened the WeChat interface. Gu Tingchen's message said, "Come over around 7 pm tomorrow. I'll go back early and wait for you in the living room. Bring the clothing pattern you drew."

Liu Yifan blinked her kitten-like eyes, then stretched out her finger to reply to Gu Tingchen's WeChat message, "Okay, I'll finish drawing it even if I don't sleep tonight, Mr. Gu. I'll do as you say. Have you had dinner?"

Gu Tingchen had just put down his phone when it vibrated again. He glanced at the pillow with his dark eyes, picked up the phone, and turned on the screen. His dark eyes were slightly cold and composed. He raised an eyebrow helplessly, and then replied to the WeChat message sent by Liu Yifan. He sent a message saying, "It's almost eleven o'clock. Do you think I've eaten? Then you can draw well."

Liu Yifan was starving. She put down the blueprints and wolfed down her rice and noodles. Her phone rang. She glanced at it, picked it up, and replied to Gu Tingchen's WeChat message, "Okay, okay, I'll eat then!"

After sending the message, her phone stopped ringing. Liu Yifan sighed and thought, "Oh well." She quickly finished her dinner and then lowered her head to draw again. The pen moved with ease in her hands as she skillfully sketched out the lines.

The next morning, Gu Tingchen arrived at the Gu Group. He went to his office, placed his phone and car keys on his desk, sat down in his executive chair, and dialed the internal line. After a while, there was a knock on the office door, and he looked up.

His handsome face was cold and aloof, his brows and eyes sharp and icy. He moved his thin lips slightly and said, "Hmm, come in!" The office door opened, and several groups of people stepped into the office. It was three men and one woman from the clothing department. They came over.

Gu Tingchen sat up straight. They held the clothing fabrics in their hands and gently placed them on the desk one by one. He lowered his eyes and looked at the desk, his brows furrowing more and more, and his dark eyes turned cold. He then raised his head.

With icy, dark eyes fixed on the clothing department employees, Gu Tingchen said in a deep voice, each word distinct and harsh: "No good. These fabrics aren't soft enough to the touch. Is this the work you've been rushing to finish these past few days?" His voice was so cold it chilled the office to the bone.

Several colleagues were startled and lowered their heads. Gu Tingchen looked at them coldly and said icily, "Remake it. You only have one week. The fabric must be soft, comfortable and breathable. Take it away!" After Gu Tingchen finished speaking, he pushed dozens of pieces of fabric aside and opened the laptop on his desk.

At noon, in the director's office of the Nan's Group -

As Nie Ranran typed, she glanced at her phone screen. It was already past noon, and she was typing the report she needed for tomorrow morning's meeting. She wondered if her brother had eaten lunch yet. She swiped her finger across the screen, found Gu Tingchen's number, and dialed it.

The phone rang repeatedly. Nie Ranran frowned slightly. No one answered. After a few more rings, the phone automatically disconnected. Nie Ranran's bright, crescent-shaped eyes dimmed. It seemed her brother had been quite busy these past few days, neglecting her and not telling her what he was busy with…

Nie Ranran stopped calling. She turned her phone face down on the table and continued typing intently. Last night, she wanted to go up to the third floor to find Gu Tingchen, but she was afraid of disturbing him. In reality, she still couldn't muster the courage. She pouted her cherry lips and her fingers tapped deftly on the keyboard.

Liu Yifan drew the blueprints until after 5 p.m. before she finished them. Her arms were aching. She frowned and looked up. Her neck was sore. She stood up. Her back was also sore. She had gone to bed at 4 a.m. and woke up at 8:30 a.m. Remembering that she hadn't washed up, she quickly stepped barefoot onto the carpet.

She rushed into the bathroom at lightning speed and washed up. With her eyes closed, she held a toothbrush in her left hand and supported her waist with her right. After brushing her teeth, she washed her face, leaving her tired face wet. After washing up, she turned to the bathtub and filled it with hot water. She hadn't showered last night...

Half an hour later, Liu Yifan came out of the bathroom feeling comfortable. She looked at her watch and saw that it was already six o'clock. She was surprised and her eyes widened. She had made an appointment with Gu Tingchen. She rushed to the coffee table, knelt down and picked up the drawings, then stuffed them into her bag.

It was already past six o'clock when Liu Yifan came out of the Meiyuan Hotel. She patted her head and remembered that she hadn't even had breakfast or lunch yet. She turned around and went back to the Meiyuan Hotel. Liu Yifan took the elevator to the fifth-floor public restaurant and got out of the elevator.

The waiter placed the dishes she ordered on the table one by one. Liu Yifan looked down and saw baked snails, Italian tomato pasta, pineapple duck, creamy mushroom and shrimp, crab roe soup dumplings, and a corn, milk, fruit, and egg soup. She didn't have time to look at them before picking up the knife and fork on the table.

On Gu Tingchen's side, after finishing the last fabric catalog for the clothing brand, he got up from the large chair, picked up his phone and car keys, strode over to the office door, opened it, walked out of the office, walked to the elevator, and checked the time on his watch.

It was already past 6:30. Gu Tingchen lowered his long arms, the elevator doors opened, he walked in, went down to the first floor, and saw that most of the employees in the company lobby had left. He also walked quickly forward. The time he had arranged to meet Liu Yifan was approaching, so he walked quickly.

Nie Ranran started her Maserati and drove out of the company intersection. Suddenly, she felt like having dessert, so she decided to get one for her brother as well. She drove out of the intersection, stepped on the gas, and the Maserati sped along the road. She turned the steering wheel and turned onto the oldest street in Ancheng City. She stopped the car. There was a dessert shop in front of her. She turned her head to look out the car window. There was a small stone bridge.