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

After Lu Junqian came out of the bathroom again, he returned to his cold and ascetic appearance, as if he was not the abnormal person in the morning.

Song Xiaoning had already gotten up and was making breakfast.

Although I can't use one hand, it's no problem to simply heat up some bread and omelette.

When Lu Junqian came out, he saw Song Xiaoning waving a spatula, her movements much clumsier than usual.

He secretly cursed her as an idiot in his mind, walked over with his long legs, took the spatula from her hand, and whispered: "I'll do it."

"Do you know?"

Seeing Song Xiaoning's suspicious eyes, Lu Junqian remembered the last time he broke the bowl.

His handsome face was a little embarrassed, he coughed slightly, put down the spatula in his hand, and said, "Let's order takeout."

"But……"

"Don't you want your hand to get better soon?"

Song Xiaoning's eyes fell on her hands. She felt that this was really inconvenient. She had better try to get better as soon as possible, otherwise she would be laughed at when she went to the engagement party.

She didn't say anything more.

Lu Junqian called Fang Yao and asked him to arrange takeout delivery.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Song Xiaoni walked over and opened the door. She saw Fang Yao standing outside the door. He was holding a huge thermal bag in his hand and wearing clothes from a takeaway brand.

With a kind smile on his face, Fang Yao said respectfully: "Miss Song, the takeaway you and Mr. Lu ordered has arrived."

"Oh, come in." Song Xiaoning opened the door, not paying attention to why the delivery boy knew her and Lu Junqian's last names.

She watched the three people filing in, and she always had a strange feeling. Is the takeout service so good now?

"Please use it slowly." Fang Yao respectfully withdrew.

After the door closed, Song Xiaoning dared to complain: "This delivery person is so enthusiastic. Usually when I order food, they just put it down and leave. Unexpectedly, there are people who deliver it to my home personally."

Lu Junqian frowned slightly.

What he asked Fang Yao to deliver were dishes from Dingweixuan, a membership-only private restaurant in Beicheng. Of course, it was not an ordinary takeaway. In order to prevent Song Xiaoning from knowing, he asked him to disguise himself. Unexpectedly, Fang Yao went too far in disguise. .

"Well, I'll file a complaint against him later."

Song Xiaoning vomited blood. She was just talking casually. Why did Lu Junqian complain to others? His money would be deducted.

She immediately said: "He may have just started delivering food. He is trying hard to provide good service. It is not easy for everyone. You should not complain, right?"

After hearing Song Xiaoning speak for Fang Yao, Lu Junqian decided to let him go.

Neither of them spoke during the meal, but Song Xiaoning thought the takeout tasted pretty good and ate more with a strong appetite.

After eating breakfast, Lu Junqian went to work.

Song Xiaoning received a call and frowned when she looked at the caller number.

It's Tang Yunlan.

She took a deep breath and opened the phone to answer, "Hello."

"Song Xiaoning, why aren't you painting the mural today! Our order has a final delivery date. If you can't complete it, I will ask you to pay for it!" Tang Yunlan's mean voice rang out, her sharp voice penetrated the mobile phone, Extremely harsh.

"My hand is injured." Song Xiaoning said.

"Injured? Stop pretending. I've already asked people, you only broke one hand, but the other one is not broken yet? Come to Hengya to paint for me now, or I won't be polite!"

Tang Yunlan was not unreasonable at all, insisting that Song Xiaoning must come.

Because she heard that Lu Junqian had returned from a business trip abroad and wanted to finish the work quickly so that she could perform well in front of Lu Junqian.

In her opinion, as long as Song Xiaoning is alive, she has to paint. She doesn't care whether Song Xiaoning has a broken hand or a broken foot.

In the end, Song Xiaoning was so troubled that she had no choice but to go to Hengya to stay. Instead of climbing up the elevated structure, she could draw some low places below.

"Okay, I'll go." She hung up the phone.

After simply packing up, Song Xiaoning went to Hengya Group.