After mistakenly flirting with a scumbag uncle, he was forced to have a flash marriage with a wealth

Lu Junqian returned to his apartment after get off work in the evening.

He opened the door with a calm expression, planning to settle the score with Song Xiaoning.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped inside the door, he smelled an alluring fragrance coming from the kitchen. He closed the door and walked towards the kitchen.

Song Xiaoning was busy wearing an apron. Her graceful waist was perfectly outlined. Her long hair was tied up casually, giving her a casual laziness.

After hearing the noise, she turned around and said with a smile: "You are back, you can eat right away."

Lu Junqian pursed his lips, "Did you go see Lu Xue today?"

"Yes, how do you know?" Song Xiaoning looked at him doubtfully.

I don't know how he knew about his meeting with Lu Xue. She obviously didn't tell him about it.

Seeing Song Xiaoning's innocent expression, Lu Junqian hummed in his heart.

He put the bag in his hand on the cooking table, "Is this what you asked Lu Xue to give to me?"

Song Xiaoning picked it up doubtfully, opened it and took a look.

After a moment, her expression froze and she said awkwardly: "Uh... I didn't ask Lu Xue to give you these. Maybe she misunderstood something."

Isn’t it really Song Xiaoning?

Lu Junqian frowned, the firmness in his heart wavering.

He was silent for a moment, "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, Lu Junqian turned around and walked into the room. Song Xiaoning still felt a little confused, but remembering what she saw, she couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and call Lu Xue.

I don't want the other end of the phone to show that I'm on a call.

Who is Lu Xue talking on the phone?

At this time, Lu Junqian was in the room, holding a phone and lecturing Lu Xue.

"Brother, I'm also thinking about the future happiness of you and Xiao Ning. It's not an option to continue like this. If you really have a problem, you'd better go to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Shut up! Don't meddle in your own business in the future!" Lu Junqian gritted his teeth.

His face was gloomy. As for his function, he was very sure that it could be used normally.

It was precisely because it was so normal that he was still ready to make a move even though Song Xiaoning was sleeping next to him, even though he had done nothing.

Maybe Lu Xue was right. He had to go to the hospital to get some medicine to prevent himself from doing something stupid.

After coming out of the room, Lu Junqian returned to his normal appearance.

He still ate as usual, but when he went to bed at night, he wore two more clothes and wrapped himself in a thick quilt, so that he could spend the night safely.

The next day, after Lu Junqian went to work, Song Xiaoning sent his manuscript to Tang Yunlan.

A complete mural, from design to drawing to overall spatial layout, all needs to be considered, and it is not a simple matter.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yunlan told her that Lu Yunzhe would handle the mural from now on.

Song Xiaoning had to release Lu Yunzhe from the blacklist and contact him.

She has her own relief mural studio, and she will complete every order very seriously. There has never been a negative review. This time she doesn't want to fall on Lu Yunzhe.

Although the salary of muralists is high, the demand in the industry is small, and orders are not always available. Song Xiaoning will try his best to complete every order.

Even if she was facing her ex-boyfriend, she had no intention of retreating.

After Song Xiaoni sent the first draft to Lu Yunzhe, he replied that he could start, but he didn't embarrass her. I don't know if it was because of his conscience.

In the afternoon, Song Xiaoning came to Hengya with all the tools.

She invited workers to come and set up scaffolding. The iron frame was erected more than six meters high. It looked very high, but Song Xiaoning was not afraid at all. She climbed up after taking protective measures.

Song Xiaoning stood at the top, holding a paintbrush and started painting attentively.

In the blink of an eye, she took part of the basic shape.

Suddenly, a mean voice sounded: "What are you painting? It's so ugly. Please paint it again!"

Song Xiaoni looked down and found that Song Siqi was standing under the shelf at some point, gesticulating at her mural.