Evil president, forced love

"I thought of a name, would you like to hear it?" Tang Jun said with a smile.

When An Ran heard Tang Jun's words, she immediately became interested, "Tell me, what name did you think of?"

"Tang Yan." Tang Jun replied.

An Ran didn't understand the name at first, "Which Yan are you talking about?"

"Reproduce Yan." Tang Jun replied.

His name has the same meaning as Weng Meiqi's name just now, only one word has been changed.

In this way, it will not be called a deck chair by others. The key is that such a name can convince Weng Meiqi.

The old lady in his family is very stubborn. Unless she is satisfied, there will be another big fuss.

"This is good! Tang Yan! Sincerely, it's much better than a deck chair." An Ran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If her son is called a chaise longue, she might as well just change the name to a chaise longue.

……

Beijing.

Jinse lay on the recliner, looking at the sunshine not far away, her face was peaceful.

It has been half a year since the last injury, and her body has improved a lot.

But I still have to rely on a wheelchair to get out, and it may take two or three years until I fully recover.

But fortunately, there is such a servant who does her best to serve her by her side.

"Fourth Master, I'm thirsty." Jinse yelled not far away.

"Okay!" Ouyang Ting, who was cutting fruit, hurriedly responded, and immediately ran to pour water, and sent it to Jinse, "It's warm, not cold, drink it."

"En." Jinse took the water, took a few sips, and handed the glass to Ouyang Ting.

"The sun should be almost out today, so I'll push you back." Ouyang Ting said, leaning over to hug Jinse.

Jinse waved her hand, "I still want to bask in the sun for a while."

"Okay, I'll bring you some fruit, just cut it." Ouyang Ting said, and ran over again.

In his life, he has never served his parents like this, but for this woman, hey...

It seemed that he had been in her hands since he was a child.

He still remembers that little bun, strutting towards him, "Ouyang Ting! Believe it or not! I will marry you when I grow up!"

In the blink of an eye, it turned out that the little bun had also turned into a slim girl.

"Fourth Master." Jinse glanced at Ouyang Ting casually while eating the fruit, "I think you should go back first."

"I'm not going back! Don't say it, and I'm angry!" Ouyang Ting immediately turned serious.

At the beginning, they did such an excessive thing, and it was absolutely impossible for him to forgive them again.

The Ouyang family has nothing to do with him.

Besides, the two of them even secretly took Jinse's DNA sample and tested it secretly.

You know, at that time Jinse was dying!

They don't know how to reflect on it, but they still use such a despicable method, he feels chills when he thinks about it.

Although it was finally confirmed that Jin Se was indeed Jing Wu, it was impossible to get his forgiveness for their actions.

He left Rome for half a year and never thought of going back.

"You really plan not to go back for the rest of your life?" Jinse raised her eyebrows.

She knew in her heart that Ouyang Ting would go back sooner or later, and the family love that blood was thicker than water could not be broken by anything.

Ouyang Ting glanced at Jinse, and said lazily, "It's fine to let me go back, I have one condition."