Evil president, forced love

"Fourth Master, you don't know how to be smart." Jinse looked at him suspiciously.

Ouyang Ting put Jinse down, then looked at the painting, "I have found my Uncle Jing's daughter."

"Really?" Jin Se believed it was true.

Ouyang Ting nodded vigorously, "Really!"

"Didn't you just say... that you are dead..." Jinse became even more puzzled.

"How come! Isn't it you that Uncle Jing's daughter is!" Ouyang Ting said cheerfully.

Why didn't he think of it earlier!If Jinse was Uncle Jing's daughter, the situation would be different.

"Ah?!" Jinse was surprised at first, then shook her head immediately, "No, I don't want to lie."

"How can this be a lie! Maybe you are Uncle Jing's daughter!" Ouyang Ting said with certainty.

"Fourth Master, take the painting back, I've finished it." After Jinse finished speaking, she sat back on the chair and focused on the drawing board in front of her.

Ouyang Ting was depressed and frowned, "Jinse, don't you want to be with me?"

"Fourth Master, I don't want to lie." Jinse emphasized again.

Especially lying to Zhou Yuehua, she didn't want to, the lie will always be exposed one day, when the time comes, not only her, but even Ouyang Ting will also be ugly.

"Jinse, can you be more flexible! This is called a white lie!" Ouyang Ting emphasized.

"Fourth Master, you'd better go back." Jin Se remained unmoved.

Ouyang Ting almost jumped anxiously, "Jinse, since you have an impression of this painting, it means that you may be Uncle Jing's daughter! Besides, you are the same age, am I right?!"

"I'm not." Jinse replied flatly.

She knew that although she had lost her memory, according to Yan Chenxi, she should be from the Roman military, and definitely not the daughter of Uncle Jing.

"How do you know you're not!" Ouyang Ting confronted Jinse.

Now he not only has to convince Jinse, but also himself. Only when he believes in himself can he convince others.

"I don't remember Uncle Jing." Jinse replied affirmatively.

"You don't remember many things. Since you said you are not Uncle Jing's daughter, why are you familiar with this painting?!" Ouyang Ting questioned.

Jinther paused for a moment. To be honest, she didn't know why she felt an inexplicable familiarity with this painting.

Perhaps, she is really Uncle Jing's daughter...

It's just that there is no way to verify everything, and it doesn't matter whose daughter she is.

"Fourth Master, you should go back, I just want to live a peaceful life now." Jinse suppressed the doubts in her heart and said.

Ouyang Ting slapped his forehead, and he was convinced by this girl, "Jinse, for me, can you persevere?!"

"Fourth Master, I really want to draw." Jinse stared at the drawing board intently, but couldn't think of anything.

"Jinse, if I can prove that you are Uncle Jing's daughter!" Ouyang Ting stood up and said excitedly.

"Let's talk about it when you can prove it." Jin Se was already a little confused.

She also looks forward to having her own biological parents, but she doesn't want to use her status as an orphan to deceive others.

"Okay! Then I'll prove it to you! You must be Uncle Jing's daughter! Remember, your father's name is Jing Lingrui!" Ouyang Ting swore.