Evil president, forced love

Jinse immediately withdrew from Ouyang Ting's arms, lowering her head in embarrassment.

Ouyang Ting looked at the person with dissatisfaction, "Xiaodie, don't you know that you have to knock on the door first when you enter someone else's room!"

Xiaodie's expression changed, she felt her mouth open, and muttered, "I used to come into your room and never knock on the door."

"You're ashamed to say it's the original!" Ouyang Ting growled, with no good face, "How old was I at that time, Nima! You are still in your infancy!"

Xiaodie was scolded by Ouyang Ting with tears in her eyes, "Fourth Master, you say that about me!"

"That's right! That's what I said about you! In the future, if you enter my room without knocking, I will beat you, believe it or not!"

As Ouyang Ting spoke, he even raised his hand to scare Xiaodie.

Xiaodie let out a cry of 'wow' and ran downstairs.

Jinse looked at Ouyang Ting suspiciously, "Why are you so fierce to her?"

"Didn't you see that she is the mistress sent by my mother, can I show her a good face!"

"puff!"

Jinse couldn't help laughing, Ouyang Ting was different from others in this.

For some reason, a warm current flowed through her heart suddenly.

"Don't worry, if these Yingying and Yanyan bully you in the future, I will slap them in the face!"

Ouyang Ting said seriously, he is not a man of integrity, he doesn't do anything to women, if he offends him, women will still hit him!

In the past two days, Ouyang Ting has been busy with getting married, but to his surprise, Zhou Yuehua refused to let him take wedding photos.

"Jinse, don't worry, I won't make you wronged." Ouyang Ting held Jinse's hand and promised.

Jinse shook her head, "Let's keep everything simple, I'm a little tired."

For some reason, she has always felt very tired in the past few days.

"Then you have a good rest first, you have another day to work tomorrow."

Ouyang Ting helped Jinse to the bed and covered her with the quilt.

……

Early the next morning.

An Ran and Tang Jun rushed over early, and Tang Jun stayed in the hall to talk to Ouyang Zhengming.

An Ran went upstairs to find Jin Se.

"Why, are you going to have a Chinese wedding?"

An Ran looked at Jinse's red wedding dress, and asked with a smile.

"Aunt Zhou and Uncle Ouyang said they want to do Chinese style." Jinse answered truthfully.

An Ran nodded, and picked up the red hijab at the side, "That's fine, it doesn't matter if it's Chinese style or Western style, as long as you're happy."

"Thank you, sister." Jinse smiled sweetly.

"Jinse, do you know that you look really good when you smile, and you should smile more from now on." An Ran said.

Jinse nodded sweetly, "Understood, sister."

At this time, the makeup artist came in from the outside, carrying a cosmetic bag in his hand.

"Hi, I'm here to do makeup for the bride." The makeup artist greeted An Ran and Jin Se.

"Come in." An Ran stood up and showed her place to the makeup artist.

The makeup artist put the things away, and suddenly a silver light flashed across his left and right hands at the same time, and An Ran and Jin Se lost consciousness instantly.

Outside, most of the guests had already arrived, and Ouyang Ting was entertaining the guests with a smile on his face.

The master of ceremonies checked the time, let everyone sit down, and started the wedding.

"We invite a new couple to enter!"

After the emcee's voice fell, Ouyang Ting happily stepped onto the stage. Opposite, a woman with a red hijab came over, stepping slowly.