Evil president, forced love

"Dad, you won't come for real!" Ouyang Ting screamed.

"When did I ever joke with you!" Ouyang Zhengyun looked serious.

As Ouyang Zhengyun said, he raised his hand, and the stone was about to come down.

Seeing this, Jinse immediately took the painting on the side quickly and put it on top of Ouyang Ting's head, then looked up at Ouyang Zhengyun.

"What are you doing!" Ouyang Zhengyun became anxious immediately.

"Ouyang Ting is injured and needs to go to the hospital immediately." Jinse replied.

"Then what are you doing with the painting!" Ouyang Zhengyun was anxious.

"You rescue us up immediately, and then send Ouyang Ting to the hospital, otherwise, I'll smash this painting." Jinse said solemnly.

Seeing Jinse's posture, Ouyang Zhengyun immediately surrendered, "Well, well, well, if you have something to say, put the painting down first."

"Damn! Dad, in my heart, I'm not even as good as a second painting!" Ouyang Ting shouted to the top depressed.

"You bastard, you don't know how to do anything all day long, you just know how to do nothing, just wait, I can't spare you this time!" Ouyang Zhengyun was trembling with anger.

"Three seconds, you save us immediately, otherwise, I will smash the painting." Jinse looked at Ouyang Ting worriedly and said.

"Little girl, don't get excited, I'll rescue you right away, and I must protect that painting." Ouyang Zhengyun was so frightened that he immediately compromised.

After an hour...

Jinse was waiting outside the door of the medical room, holding the painting tightly in his hands. Ouyang Zhengyun was standing not far away, frightened and 'thumping', for fear that Jinse would damage his treasure.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

Ouyang Zhengyun's face was full of smiles. Judging from the current situation, it is more appropriate for him to use the policy of appeasement.

Make a good relationship with the little girl first, and then take the painting when she is unaware.

Jinse glanced at Ouyang Zhengyun, and couldn't help but tighten the hand holding the painting, "Jinse."

"Then you and Ouyang Ting are friends?" Ouyang Zhengyun continued to dig deeper.

"En." Jinse replied, and there was no more to say.

Ouyang Zhengyun frowned, how could this little girl be so defensive.

He thought, and said, "you don't have to be afraid, I'm Ouyang Ting's father."

What he meant was that everyone is their own, so don't be afraid of him.

Jinse looked up at Ouyang Zhengyun, took a step back this time, and kept a five-meter distance from Ouyang Zhengyun before she replied, "I know."

Ouyang Zhengyun was depressed, this girl was guarding him like a thief, how could he get the painting back!

"That... Jinse, do you like this painting very much?" Ouyang Zhengyun asked again.

Jinse nodded, but did not speak.

"Then why do you like this painting?"

Ouyang Zhengyun wondered, what kind of post-modern and abstract art do ordinary young people like, how could anyone like this style!

"I'm here, waiting for the wind and waiting for you." Jinse replied seriously.

Ouyang Zhengyun was stunned, and looked at Jinse in a daze, "Son, where are you from?"

"The capital." Jinse replied.

When Ouyang Zhengyun heard Jinse's answer, a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and then he sighed again, sat down on a chair beside him, and stopped talking.

After a while, the doctor came out from the inside and walked towards Ouyang Zhengyun respectfully, "Old Mr. Ouyang, Mr. Ling's injuries have been treated, you can go in and see him."

As soon as Jinse heard this, before Ouyang Zhengyun could react, she was already hugging the painting, rushing in like the wind.

Ouyang Zhengyun blinked, and said to himself in a daze, "What's the situation?"