Evil president, forced love

"prove!"

Zhou Yuehua let out a roar, and threw himself beside Ouyang Zhengming's bed.

Ouyang Ting held Ouyang Zhengming's hand in a daze, "Dad! Dad! Dad! Don't scare me! Dad!"

"Zhengming! You can't leave me behind! Zhengming!" Zhou Yuehua fainted from crying.

"Mom!" Ouyang Ting immediately supported Zhou Yuehua and helped her to the side.

Ouyang Ting was completely dumbfounded, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and put it close to Ouyang Zhengming's breath.

Really not breathing!

Ouyang Ting was so frightened that he withdrew his hand, and he froze in place like a fool.

"dad!"

Ouyang Ting yelled and knelt on the ground.

At this time, the doctor just rushed over and gave first aid to Ouyang Zhengming.

After half an hour.

The doctor also shook his head feebly, "Master, Mr. Ouyang has already gone, please mourn."

"No, my dad won't die so easily, absolutely not!"

Ouyang Ting's mind went blank, and he had lost the ability to react.

Zhou Yuehua slowly opened his eyes, and took Ouyang Ting's hand, "Your father has already gone, and the Ouyang family will depend on you from now on."

"No, my dad won't die, no." Ouyang Ting kept shaking his head.

He simply cannot accept this fact!

Zhou Yuehua slapped his son and shouted loudly, "Your father has already gone, so why do you want to run away!"

"Go and prepare for your husband's funeral."

Zhou Yuehua directed to the servant behind him.

The servants were all shocked, it took a long time to react, and they all went down to prepare.

"Mom, I'm not filial, I'm so angry, Dad!"

Ouyang Ting was sobbing so hard that he slapped himself several times.

"Son, your father won't blame you, don't forget your father's last words."

Zhou Yuehua deliberately reminded that this time, if this kid couldn't be cured any longer, she would write the word "Zhou Yuehua" upside down.

"I'll manage Ouyang's family well, so that Dad can feel at ease." Ouyang Ting said crying.

……

three days later.

Ouyang Zhengming's funeral was held as scheduled, and prominent people from all over Rome came to see him.

Ouyang Ting and Zhou Yuehua stood aside in grief, returning greetings to the guests who came and went.

Standing with them was Xiaodie in black, standing there as the daughter-in-law of the Ouyang family.

Tang Jun, An Ran, and Jin Se also came to pay their respects.

"Go! You are not welcome here!"

Zhou Yuehua ran towards Jinse excitedly, raised his hand and hit her down.

Jinse moved very quickly and dodged it, but Zhou Yuehua fell to the ground because of her unstable center of gravity.

"mom!"

With one voice, Ouyang Ting and Xiaodie stepped forward and helped Zhou Yuehua up.

Looking at Ouyang Ting's reaction, Jinse felt cold in her heart, as if they had become a family.

"Third Master, Jinse, let's go."

An Ran didn't even see Li, so she took Jin Se and left the mourning hall together.

Ouyang Zhengming died, and not long after he died, the body was cremated, which meant that no one even saw the body.

There's something weird about it.

"My condolences." Tang Jun threw two words at Zhou Yuehua, then turned and left the mourning hall.

Ouyang Ting raised his head dumbly, trying to chase after Jinse, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead.

"It's all because of that woman! Otherwise, your father wouldn't have died! Son, you must never associate with that woman again!"