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

The iron frame on the outer wall of Hengya has been rebuilt, and a layer of protective net has been added, which looks much safer.

Song Xiaoning stood in front of the wall, daubing with a pen in one hand.

At this time, a low-key Bentley slowly stopped in front of the Hengya Building.

The car window was lowered, revealing a handsome face that has been favored by time. Song Boheng was wearing a suit, low-key and restrained. He was leaning on the back seat of the car, his weathered sharp eyes were locked tightly on Song Xiaoning. .

Although Song Xiaoning was angry with him, he had been paying attention to Song Xiaoning and knew that her current occupation was painting for others.

Song Xiaoning also liked painting when she was a child, and she was very good at painting.

He looked at the slender back in front of him, and the image of Song Xiaoning holding his paintings as a child appeared in his mind, smiling and showing it to him, asking him to praise her.

In the blink of an eye, Song Xiaoning has grown up.

"Mr. Song, you are going back to the Imperial City in the afternoon. Do you want to get out of the car and see the eldest lady?" Qinghui, the assistant in the driver's seat, asked.

Song Boheng shook his head, "No, I can just watch her here. She doesn't have a good look every time she sees me, so I won't be an eyesore in front of her."

Next, Song Boheng looked at Song Xiaoning silently, his eyes full of love and guilt.

It wasn't until Song Xiaoning entered Hengya to use the toilet that he looked away and said to Qinghui, "Let's go."

Just as he was about to close the car window, a surprised voice sounded: "Mr. Song?"

Song Boheng turned around and saw Lu Yunzhe standing outside the car window.

There was a look of surprise and joy on his face, and he looked particularly excited.

Song Boheng thought about it carefully and found that he did not know this person in his mind.

He asked doubtfully: "You are?"

Lu Yunzhe knew that Song Boheng had never met him, and of course he did not know him. He took the initiative to introduce him: "Hello, Mr. Song, my name is Lu Yunzhe, and I am your daughter's boyfriend."

Song Boheng remembered that the last time he checked Song Xiaoning's information, it showed that her boyfriend was indeed named Lu Yunzhe.

His scrutinizing eyes fell on Lu Yunzhe, the way a father looked at his son-in-law.

Lu Yunzhe was good-looking, but his eyes were erratic and he was not calm enough. He was far from being the son-in-law he wanted.

But as long as Song Xiaoning likes it, that's fine.

After going through some things, he felt that a forcibly arranged marriage would be better than what he liked.

Song Boheng showed a kind smile and warned: "Treat her well in the future."

When Lu Yunzhe came up to say hello just now, he was a little nervous. Now when he heard Song Boheng's words, he immediately smiled.

He kept saying: "I will definitely do it!"

Suddenly, Lu Yunzhe thought of something and said hurriedly: "We will hold an engagement banquet on No. 15 in Beicheng next month. I hope you can come by then."

He remembered that Song Siqi had said that she and her father had a quarrel and their relationship was tense, so they had not allowed the two families to meet for a long time. Now that he was the one to pull the strings, he would definitely be able to reconcile them and he would also be able to benefit from it!

Lu Yunzhe said sincerely: "She said she wanted to ease the father-daughter relationship with you, and I hope you will give us this opportunity."

Hearing Lu Yunzhe's words, Song Boheng was stunned for a moment.

Song Xiaoning is getting engaged to him?

She didn't tell him.

But he was more shocked by Lu Yunzhe's words. Song Xiaoning didn't treat him well last time in the hospital. He hesitated and said, "Did she really say that?"

"Really! She also said she would send you an invitation letter."

Song Boheng's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

After so many years, Song Xiaoning was finally willing to forgive herself.

Song Xiaoning was his daughter. Even though he had no feelings for her mother, his fatherly love for Song Xiaoning was real. How could he argue with her.

"Well, I will come when I have time."

Lu Yunzhe smiled happily and said repeatedly: "Then we will wait for you in Beicheng."

He felt even more proud in his heart, and secretly decided that he would perform well in front of Song Boheng when the time comes.

"Mr. Song, there's no time." Qinghui reminded.

"I have a flight to catch, so I won't tell you anymore." Song Boheng said.

Lu Yunzhe said respectfully: "Mr. Song, walk slowly."

The car window slowly closed, the car drove away from Hengya, and soon disappeared from Lu Yunzhe's eyes.