Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 40 No, are you sick?
The man's voice carried a hint of arrogance and nonchalance, more like a casual jest.

Su Ruoyun originally thought Huo Jingcheng was a decent person, but she didn't expect him to still be able to escape the dissolute nature of a scion of a wealthy family in this circle.

She didn't want to waste any more words with him. The aisle was narrow, and a pot of lucky bamboo on the side made it feel even more cramped. Huo Jingcheng didn't move, so she had to squeeze out to the side.

As Su Ruoyun sidestepped Huo Jingcheng, her shoulder inevitably brushed against his coat. The two garments rubbed against each other for a moment, causing a slight ripple at the hem, which quickly subsided.

The cigarette in his hand was still burning, the smoke curling and dispersing before her eyes. The man's slightly elevated body temperature seemed to cling to that wisp of smoke, transmitting itself to her without reservation.

Huo Jingcheng did not stop her, but lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at her casually. When their eyes met, Su Ruoyun pretended to be calm and quickly looked away, staring blankly ahead.

Just as they were passing each other, Huo Jingcheng, who was standing right next to them, suddenly moved.

He casually took a step forward, which conveniently covered most of the already small gap. An invisible sense of oppression rushed over, and Su Ruoyun's heart trembled. She subconsciously took a step back.

Her hand suddenly touched the cold wall, startling her. Her back pressed tightly against the wall, and her shoulder against the window frame, the exquisite wood carvings clearly and sharply digging into her skin/flesh.

The man's black overcoat was right in front of her, its dark color seemingly swallowing her gaze. Su Ruoyun lifted her eyelids to meet Huo Jingcheng's leisurely scrutinizing gaze.

"you……"

Before she could finish speaking, Huo Jingcheng interrupted her, speaking slowly, "You still haven't said how you're going to not let me go?"

Su Ruoyun secretly rolled her eyes, then Yan Ming straightened up and said, "I'm not the kind of woman you like who you can tease and play with for a little money. Don't try to force this kind of chase-and-run scenario on me."

After saying that, she emphasized again, "Please show some respect."

Su Ruoyun attributed Huo Jingcheng's kiss to the inherent flaws in men, a kind of hunting instinct towards women.

Huo Jingcheng casually tossed the cigarette butt in his hand to the side, then raised his leather shoe and gently crushed the ember, extinguishing it. He then casually leaned his right hand against the wall.

From a distance, Su Ruoyun appeared to be trapped by Huo Jingcheng in a small space between him and the wall, with an ambiguous atmosphere quietly spreading around them.

“I don’t see you as that kind of woman.” He paused slightly. “And… how have I disrespected you?”

Su Ruoyun tilted her head back, her face flushed, and while trying to push away his hand that was resting on the wall, she said, feigning composure, "Where did you show any respect? You..."

She was too embarrassed to say those two words and kept quiet.

"...Also, the way you're blocking me like this is very disrespectful to me."

All I heard the man say was, "Then I'll let go of your hand, but don't go."

It would be strange if they didn't leave.

Su Ruoyun thought this to herself, but said perfunctorily, "Then let go first."

The next second, Huo Jingcheng loosened his grip, and she seized the opportunity to make her escape.

However, before she could even take a step, her path was blocked again.

"Didn't we agree that we wouldn't leave?"

"Who told you that? Let go!" Su Ruoyun's patience had completely worn off. In a daze, she vaguely heard footsteps and voices coming from the end of the corridor. There was more than one private room here; other customers had likely arrived. If someone were to witness this scene, especially with Huo Jingcheng's swollen face, she couldn't even imagine what outrageous rumors would spread tomorrow. Her anxiety grew, and she pushed him away.

The moment his hands touched the man's shoulders, Huo Jingcheng started coughing. He clenched his right fist and pressed it lightly to his lips, coughing continuously from between his fingers, making it seem as if Su Ruoyun had 'broken' him.

She opened her eyes wide: "It's none of my business."

Huo Jingcheng coughed a few times, but upon hearing her words, he stopped coughing and spoke in a separate voice, casually tossing out a sentence: "It's okay, I don't blame you."

"..." Su Ruoyun.

She blurted out, "No, are you sick?"

The footsteps grew clearer, each one like a heavy hammer blow to her heart. Su Ruoyun steeled her heart, reached out and grabbed the fabric on Huo Jingcheng's chest, pulling him back into the Guanlan private room.

Looking at the man coughing against the wall, she said, "If you weren't a member of the Huo family, I would have had you kicked out long ago."

It's not that she's afraid, but if Huo Jingcheng were to say something after she's kicked out, there's no guarantee that some sensible people wouldn't come back to the teahouse. Losing money and disrupting business over something like this is not worth it, nor is it necessary.

Besides, she didn't have any particular feelings about kissing. She comforted herself in her heart by thinking: just think of it as being bitten by a mad dog, it's no big deal.

Thinking about it this way, Su Ruoyun felt a little less annoyed.

Thinking of his identity, she softened her tone, "If Mr. Huo comes here for tea in the future, I will definitely welcome him warmly. If you continue like this, then don't come at all, and I will not do business with you."

Huo Jingcheng remained silent, deliberately turning his slapped half-face toward her.
She stared at it for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "The tea can be returned."

Seeing Huo Jingcheng turn to look at her, Su Ruoyun added, "Take the tea back, and I'll give you a refund."

Huo Jingcheng's lips slowly curled up, forming a playful arc, his tone lazy and somewhat nonchalant, "Then I'm really sorry, I've already opened the tea leaves."

Su Ruoyun slowly closed her fingers, gripping the glass tightly in her hand. She bit her lip lightly. "You've lied again!"
The silence in the air was palpable. Just then, a crisp knock sounded on the door. Her hand, which was resting on the edge of the table, trembled uncontrollably, and the glass in her hand almost fell over.

"Enter."

Hearing the voice, Xiao Li pushed open the door and entered. "Boss lady, the next customer has arrived."

The Guanlan private room is not exclusive to Huo Jingcheng. Other customers can also use it if they need it, as long as they make a reservation in advance and pay the full amount.

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun lowered her eyes and glanced at the watch on her left wrist. The time had already far exceeded the two hours that Huo Jingcheng had reserved.

Fortunately, the table was relatively tidy. She quickly walked to the table, took a handkerchief and wiped the long table. Then, she picked up the kettle and cups one by one and put them back on the tray. In a short while, she had tidied up the table.

Su Ruoyun, carrying the tray, gave Huo Jingcheng a wink, signaling him to turn his face away, and then said to Xiao Li, "Bring the person in."

Even though Huo Jingcheng tried to hide it, the boss, who had sharp eyes, recognized him at a glance as soon as he entered the room.

"Hey, Mr. Huo, what are you doing here?"

The title will become Xiaozhuzi's catchphrase.
P.S. The ultimate level of staged accident fraud—having a cold and cough and blaming it on someone else.
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