After marrying as a substitute, the vegetable husband turned out to be passionately in love with her

Chapter 45 Injured
The dinner at her aunt's house broke up badly, and Song Zhiyi went back to her community alone. Although she was exhausted, she still went to a nearby supermarket to buy some ingredients.

Tonight, Su He and He Lingyun will come to the house for dinner, to help her new house become more popular.

Song Zhiyi has been interested in cooking since she was a child, and has learned a lot from the chef and nanny at home since she was a child.

I don't know whether it's due to love or talent, but as early as the sixth grade, Song Zhiyi was able to complete a table of dishes independently.

As he got older, Song Zhiyi's culinary skills also improved a lot.

When Song Zhiyi returned home from shopping in the supermarket, it was already getting late. She placed the snacks and drinks she bought from the supermarket on the table one by one, and hurried into the kitchen to clean all the ingredients quickly and skillfully. .

Song Zhiyi was only satisfied when he saw the ingredients that filled half of the kitchen.

Because this is the first time Su He has been invited to dinner, and Su He has been doing himself a favor.In order to express her gratitude, she bought a lot when she was shopping for ingredients just now.

She counted the amount of ingredients, and it seemed that she really bought too much, and the three of them couldn't finish it.

But Song Zhiyi didn't dwell on it for too long, he was absent-mindedly handling the freshly washed ingredients, but just when he was about to finish his work, a finger on his left hand was accidentally cut with a knife.

When the pain came from his hand, Song Zhiyi belatedly noticed the bloody fingers.

The bright red color brought back Song Zhiyi's wandering thoughts, and she immediately put her finger under the faucet to wash off the blood.

He took another piece of kitchen paper and put it under the wound to prevent the blood from staining the floor.

She frowned and walked towards the living room, just about to find out the medicine box and treat the wound briefly.

But at this moment, there was an untimely knock on the door.

Song Zhiyi thought it was Su He who had arrived, so he could only open the door with his injured hand, but the person standing at the door was not Su He, but a man he had never met.

Song Zhiyi quickly sized up the man standing outside the door.

The man is tall and casually dressed.Fair skin, with the temperament of a popular butcher in the entertainment industry.And this man who had never met before, with a monstrous appearance, was smiling at him now!
Song Zhiyi frowned, and asked with some doubts, "Sir? Did you go to the wrong door?"

The man smiled without saying a word, and looked at Song Zhiyi carefully and blatantly, as serious as evaluating a big business.

Sensing the man's strange gaze, Song Zhiyi took two steps back vigilantly, and was about to close the door, but was stopped by the man.

"Xiaoyi... oh! No! Miss Song, Miss Song! Don't get me wrong, I'm here as a guest." Lin Junyan stuffed the gift bag in Song Zhiyi's hand.

Song Zhiyi was at a loss, but why did he know his surname was Song?

Because her finger was still bleeding, she didn't reach out to pick it up, but the man mistook her for fear.

"Lu Yiwen, hurry up!" Lin Junyan urged Lu Yiwen who had just come out of the elevator.

Song Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong.But she still couldn't help but looked in the direction of the elevator entrance, and it was really Lu Yiwen who the strange man called just now.

Song Zhiyi stared intently at the man in suit and leather shoes, who was walking towards him.

The man is not as easy-going and friendly as he usually is when he sees her. At this moment, he is cold, with no expression on his face.

Looking at Lu Yiwen who was not smiling, Song Zhiyi felt a little strange.

Moreover, Song Zhiyi also noticed that beside Lu Yiwen, there was a bright and beautiful woman with good looks.

Although the woman only wore the simplest black suit, it was still difficult to conceal the charm of a professional woman exuding from her whole body.

The woman in the suit and Lu Yiwen walked side by side, and Song Zhiyi felt that they were quite right.

Looking at the bright and attractive woman, Song Zhiyi consciously thought of himself now.

Now she has her hair tied in a low ponytail casually, and the redness on her face has not completely disappeared.Most importantly, she was still wearing a pink apron at the moment.

She lowered her head, anyway, she must not be pretty compared to the woman in a suit around Lu Yiwen now.

Seeing the two getting closer to him, Song Zhiyi subconsciously put his injured hand behind his back, but was seen by Lin Junyan standing beside him.

He was a little surprised and said, "Why did your hand hurt?"

Song Zhiyi felt a little embarrassed. Although Lin Junyan's voice was not loud, it was amplified several times in an instant in this not spacious corridor.

"It's okay, I was accidentally cut by a knife just now." Song Zhiyi protected his injured hand even more tightly.

But at this moment, Lu Yiwen quietly walked to her side without knowing when, and dragged her into the room without any explanation.

He sat down Song Zhiyi on the sofa with ease, and Song Zhiyi wondered why he seemed to be more familiar with this room than himself.

"Where's the medicine box?" Lu Yiwen frowned and asked, his tone as cold as ice in winter.

"It's...under the TV." Song Zhiyi replied in an extremely unnatural tone.

While Lu Yiwen was going to get the medicine box, Song Zhiyi threw the blood-stained kitchen paper into the trash can, then sat obediently on the sofa and waited for Lu Yi to smell it.

Because of the delay for too long, part of the blood on the finger had coagulated, and the color looked even weirder at first glance.

Song Zhiyi watched Lu Yiwen come over with the medicine box, she wanted to talk to him, but Lu Yiwen didn't even look at her, still frowning.

He didn't seem to be in a good mood, Song Zhi knew about it.

But in the next second, Lu Yiwen did something that shocked everyone in the room.

Song Zhiyi also stared blankly at the man squatting halfway in front of him, who was concentrating on helping him treat his wound.

"It needs to be sterilized first, it hurts a bit." Song Zhiyi heard the man talking to him, cherishing the words like gold.

"Well, good." Song Zhiyi was a little nervous, motionless as the man's cotton swab moved in his hand.

The inadvertent fingertip touch between the two made Song Zhiyi's heartbeat speed up a few degrees uncontrollably.

At the moment she is conflicted.

She hoped that he would end soon, but she was also reluctant to end so soon.

Soon, Song Zhiyi felt a warm current on the wound, warm and itchy.

But in the next second, Lu Yiwen let go of her hand unexpectedly.

Song Zhiyi looked at him quietly, only to see that he took out a band-aid from the medicine box, and carefully pasted it on the wound he had treated.

Song Zhiyi was a little dazed. Before, Lu Yiwen helped her deal with the wound that was accidentally cut by the hard packaging as she is now.

(End of this chapter)