The cold-hearted president falls in love with the vengeful princess - Chapter 378 Xia Rounuan, why are you here?

Zhu Fenglian gently held Song Yuyan's small hand, her eyebrows were soft and her eyes were warm. Old Mrs. Nan spoke softly: Yanyan, grandma knows about you now. In the Nan family, you can do whatever you want, grandma will support you. Song Yuyan couldn't believe that this was what Nan Zeyu's grandmother said to her. She looked at Old Mrs. Nan with wide eyes in shock, and her red lips moved slightly.

Nan Zeyu has been looking at Song Yuyan deeply. Seeing that grandma was so good to Song Yuyan, he was afraid at first that grandma would not accept her. Unexpectedly, grandma liked her so much. He moved his thin lips slightly and said lightly: Yanyan, grandma means that you are half her granddaughter.

Song Yuyan's pupils dilated, she couldn't believe it. She turned around and looked at the man sitting on the chair opposite the dining table. Her pupils suddenly dilated, and then she nodded and said: Okay, Nan Zeyu, I understand.

Song Yuyan saw the handsome man's face was full of dark clouds and gloomy. She frowned. What happened to Nan Zeyu? She moved her lips and was about to speak. Ye's mother smiled and said, "Xiaoyan, it's good now. You have grandparents who love you. Are you very happy?"

Ye's mother was delighted again, smiling happily. She stood up and walked towards the kitchen. After a while, several servants came over with trays. Ye's mother walked at the end. The servants brought the dishes to the table, bent down and nodded, and said: "Master Nan, Madam, Madam, Young Mistress, Young Master, the dishes are all ready, we can eat."

Several servants stood in a row, bent down and nodded. Ye's mother looked at the servants, her red lips moved, and she chuckled, "You can go down!" The servants raised their heads, nodded slightly, walked back, and turned to leave the restaurant.

Song Yuyan's stomach growled a few times without any warning, and she was stunned. Several people looked at Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan's face turned embarrassed. Why did her stomach growl when her grandparents were here? She rolled her eyes, looked up and said awkwardly: "Then I'll have dinner first, Grandpa, Grandma, Mom."

Several people said in unison: "Hurry up and eat, Xiaoyan, Yanyan, eat, eat, eat when you are hungry, it's okay." Song Yuyan nodded, and she lowered her eyes to the table. Tonight's dishes are eight-treasure duck, hairy crab, shrimp, tomato and egg, fish-flavored pork shreds and scallops, as well as a plate of stir-fried green cabbage and American ginseng and old hen soup.

Song Yuyan turned her head and looked at the cheerful Old Lady Nan. She smiled sweetly and said, "Hahaha, okay, okay, grandma, I'll eat, and you eat too!" As she said that, she stood up and leaned closer to the dining table. She reached out, picked up the big chicken leg in the soup, and used a spoon to scoop it over to Old Lady Nan and put it in her bowl.

Upon seeing this, Old Lady Nan simply stopped picking up her chopsticks and picked up the large chicken leg that smelled of American ginseng soup and started chewing it vigorously. Old Man Nan was stunned and his eyes suddenly widened. This was his noble, reserved and particular old woman, but now, his face was stunned and his brows slightly frowned.

As Zhu Fenglian was eating the big chicken leg, Song Yuyan also started eating with Grandma Nan. Nan Zeyu was completely dumbfounded. His grandmother was so unrestrained in eating the chicken leg. He shifted his gaze with a dark color at his wife who was eating. It was Song Yuyan. He curled his lips helplessly. His wife was indeed a top-notch one.

At the table, everyone was eating dinner seriously, except for Grandpa Nan. Grandpa Nan was holding chopsticks and eating. Then, he raised his head and looked around at everyone. Seeing this, Ye's mother ate some shrimp paste and chewed it gently. When she saw Grandpa Nan, she frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Dad, why don't you eat?"

Zhu Fenglian scolded coldly and rolled her eyes at Old Man Nan. Song Yuyan, who was sandwiched between the two old men, also raised her head and was stunned. Her hand holding the bowl trembled. Should she eat the meal or not?

Nan Zeyu's handsome face was cold, his deep black eyes swept over the two old people, and he moved his thin lips and said: Grandpa and grandma, are you like this at home? You can quarrel even when eating. The two old people turned their heads and saw that their grandson was cold and gloomy.

Zhu Fenglian said calmly: "Xiaoyu, don't worry about your grandfather, who knows what will happen next. Let's eat." After a moment of silence, Mr. Nan took a few deep breaths, holding back the anger that was about to burst out, and he said in a deep voice: "Just eat well."

Mr. Nan was eating with a sullen face and his head down. Everyone saw him lowering his head to eat. After dinner, Mr. Nan ate in a huff. He stood up, put down the bowl at the table, with a sullen face, and turned to leave.

Song Yuyan obediently shook her head and said: "I'm full, I'll sit on the sofa with you, it's okay, Grandpa." Nan Zeyu glanced over and saw that his little wife really pleased the old man. When she saw that Grandpa's face was not right, she stopped eating. He knew that Song Yuyan must not have eaten much, but for Grandpa, she stopped eating and must make Grandpa happy.

Ye Mingxuan had just finished her meal. She put down her chopsticks, turned around, looked at her son, and smiled gently: "Look at your grandfather, Xiaoyan is really good, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyan is really good." Nan Zeyu met Ye's mother's beautiful eyes with a gentle smile, and he said lightly: "Of course, she is my wife, how can she not be good?"

Ye Mu's lips curled into a smile. Before going to bed, Song Yuyan and Old Lady Nan went to the study. Nan Zeyu walked in with some desserts. He walked to the door of the study and saw Song Yuyan and Zhu Fenglian sitting on the desk chair. Song Yuyan squatted down. His dark eyes moved and he raised his hand and knocked on the door gently. Song Yuyan heard the knock on the door, she stood up and turned to look over.

Nan Zeyu walked in with his long legs, holding a tray and coming to Song Yuyan. His eyes as deep as the sea looked straight at Song Yuyan. Her crescent-shaped peach blossom eyes glanced at him. Her watery eyes were bright and clear, and they were filled with tiny stars that blinked in them.

The couple squatted in front of Old Lady Nan. Old Lady Nan's eyes were full of love. She raised her jade-white hand and touched Song Yuyan, then touched her grandson. Song Yuyan's eyes were shining with bright stars. She looked at Zhu Fenglian with a smile. Zhu Fenglian looked at Song Yuyan, she moved her lips, and slowly said: Don't you know? Xiaoyu was very naughty when he was a child. He became well-behaved only after his mother fell ill.

Hearing this, Song Yuyan turned to look at the man's profile. Nan Zeyu's expression was calm. His dark eyes turned and met her suspicious eyes. He smiled awkwardly and said: When I was a child at my grandparents' house, whenever I saw valuable things, I would go up and tinker with them, and then... He paused, and looked at Song Yuyan with his deep black eyes.

Song Yuyan frowned and looked at Nan Zeyu, her watery eyes full of doubts. She said unhappily: What happened next? What happened to you? President Nan. Zhu Fenglian interrupted and said: Then, Xiaoyu broke everything. His grandfather's collection of calligraphy and paintings, antiques, jade and stoneware were all broken. Song Yuyan looked at Old Lady Nan with wide eyes in disbelief.

Old Mrs. Nan glanced at her grandson who was silent and lowered his head. She rubbed his hair lovingly, smiled helplessly and said: Then, I comforted his grandfather and told Xiaoyu that he did not mean it. The old man had a bad temper and asked the housekeeper to lock the room and not let him eat dinner. I took advantage of his grandfather's sleep and asked the housekeeper to open the door of the small room and give the kid food.

Song Yuyan was dumbfounded. It was difficult for Nan's father to pay more than 10 million yuan in mental damages. She glared at him fiercely. Nan Zeyu quickly said to him in a flattering way: It's my fault, it's my fault. Don't be angry, Yanyan. Later, when my mother was sick, I took care of her and didn't go to my grandparents' house. Really, what I said is true.

As he spoke, Nan Zeyu raised his left hand and looked at her seriously. Song Yuyan rolled her eyes, lowered her eyelids, looked into his deep black eyes, and said with her red lips slightly moving: Okay, I believe you, you were still young, and you changed after you knew your mother was sick. This proves that you knew you were wrong later, and I am not angry.

Old Mrs. Nan looked at the young couple in front of her. She smiled brightly, but could not make any sound. Her eyes moved softly on their faces. Finally, Old Mrs. Nan also wanted to eat strawberry porridge. Song Yuyan frowned and held her hand and said sweetly: No, Grandma, strawberry porridge is sweet. Eating sweet food at night will put pressure on the stomach of the elderly.

Zhu Fenglian looked at Song Yuyan who was frowning and twisting her eyes. Her eyes turned into a line of smiles and she laughed non-stop, "Ahahahahahahahahahahaha, how come it's stomach pressure on grandma again?" Yanyan, you are so cute when you talk. Also, grandma just has some low blood pressure, not high blood sugar, Yanyan.

The strawberry porridge was served in a crystal plate, which was a pocket-sized plate. The strawberry porridge was crystal clear, and the strawberries were sour and sweet and big. The porridge was sour and sweet, with a slightly iced taste. Song Yuyan's cheeks were bulging from eating, and her mouth was full of beautiful strawberries. The man lifted her chin and said with a doting smile: Look at your cheeks, they are bulging from eating, swallow it, Yanyan.

Song Zuying's pupils dilated, she was stunned for a moment, then nodded, she chewed the strawberry bit by bit, and then swallowed it slowly. Nan Zeyu pinched her little face lovingly, her watery eyes were sparkling, her eyes were like crystal clear crystal balls, her peach blossom eyes were so beautiful that it made his heart tremble.

His dark eyes deepened, and Nan Zeyu's charming eyes stared at her little face. He lowered his voice and said: Wife, I think... Before he finished speaking, Grandma Nan interrupted and said: I have to say, this strawberry is really delicious, Xiaoyu, this is the first time for grandma to eat strawberry porridge? It's delicious.

Song Yuyan turned her head to look at Zhu Fenglian, she was smiling sweetly and looking at Grandma Nan, who was drinking strawberry porridge. She raised her eyes and saw Song Yuyan staring at her sweetly. She smiled brightly and said: Yes, this is the first time grandma has eaten strawberry porridge. After I go back, I will ask my servants to learn how to make it.