Kyoto Night Kiss

Qu Yun thought of her parents.

I want to bring both of my elderly parents to live with me for a full medical check-up.

Every time she called home, her father would say the same thing: "Hey? Sweetie, why are you calling all of a sudden? Did someone bully you? Or is Xiao Lu treating you badly?"

This phrase is both familiar and long-lost.

Qu Yun's eyes instantly reddened, and she forced herself not to cry out loud. She replied softly, "Dad, no one bullied me. I'm fine."

"I just feel like I haven't seen you and Mom in so long, I miss you so much. Why don't you come stay with me? You can also go to the hospital for a checkup or something..."

She had already booked tickets for her parents and arranged for a luxury van to pick them up directly from their door.

However, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, with a hint of unease.

Qu Yun knew the reason very well.

Last year, Yan Suling invited her parents to Beijing under the pretext of a formal meeting between the two families.

At the dinner, she kept bringing up the phrase "social class disparity," openly and subtly humiliating her parents for coming from such an ordinary, even impoverished, background.

They also said they put some effort into raising her and her education, but as for how she was raised as a person...

My father was very angry at the time, but he held back.

After returning to his hometown, he never mentioned this matter again.

Qu Yun knew that her parents didn't want her to be looked down upon by Lu Junhe's mother because of them.

After hesitating for a long time, Mr. Qu said, "Yunyun, we won't go to your place. We still have work to do at home and in the fields. It's too much trouble to go back and forth."

"Besides, the village will soon organize free medical checkups for us elderly people, so don't waste your money."

In the past, Qu Yun might have agreed, as she respected her parents' wishes.

But she stubbornly refused to give an answer today.

Finally, it was her mother's voice that rang out: "Alright, alright, then we'll come and keep you company."

She was actually worried about whether her daughter was feeling unwell during her pregnancy.

When the car arrived at the door, Qu's mother saw a box of jigsaw puzzles specially prepared for her on the small table, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He's already quite old, and his daughter still buys him toys to play with.

The next day, Qu Yun got up very early.

She was wearing a long dress that Lu Junhe had bought for her yesterday, but looking at herself in the mirror with her protruding belly, she felt particularly ashamed in front of her parents.

In the end, Qu Yun changed into an oversized top that didn't accentuate her figure as much.

After not seeing them for a long time, her parents looked much thinner, but they were wearing the clothes she had bought for them before.

The clothes were all brand new; they looked like they were being worn for the first time.

Qu Yun didn't know what to say to the two elders.

When Qu Yun arrived at the hospital, she learned that Lu Junhe had secretly upgraded her pre-booked medical check-up package and arranged for her to use the VIP channel, so she wouldn't have to wait in line.

As Mr. Qu lay down, he kept muttering that this was such a waste of money.

Mother Qu rolled her eyes at him, "You old man, you should just accept the good intentions of your daughter and son-in-law."

Although their in-laws treated them extremely badly.

But the son-in-law was very good. That very night, he chased after them to the high-speed rail station, bowing and apologizing repeatedly, and swearing that he would definitely treat Qu Yun well.

That's enough, isn't it?

Ultimately, the two children will still be living together in the future.

The examination went smoothly, but when it was time to pick up the report in the afternoon, the atmosphere in the examination room instantly turned somber.

The doctor, holding Mr. Qu's imaging report, looked grave. "The patient has a large malignant tumor in his stomach, which is advanced gastric cancer. The tumor has already shown slight infiltration and metastasis, so he must be hospitalized immediately for chemotherapy."

"Logically speaking, given this level of pain... the patient was in so much pain they couldn't eat, why didn't they come to the hospital for a checkup sooner?"

A "buzz" sound rang in Qu Yun's head.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably as she pressed for details about the survival rate, treatment success rate, and so on.

However, the doctor only spoke vaguely, saying that the late-stage condition was complicated and that treatment could only prolong survival and alleviate pain as much as possible, without giving any definite answers.

Mr. Qu understood as well.

Having endured hardship and toil his entire life, he had long since become indifferent to life and death. Not wanting his daughter to keep pressing this doctor who wouldn't even tell the truth, he gently waved his hand, "Let's not treat it in its late stage. Chemotherapy is expensive and painful."

"Let's go, let's go. There are still so many vegetables left to plant."

Upon hearing this, Qu Yun's tightly wound mental defenses nearly crumbled.

Why didn't she bring her father to live with her sooner for a medical check-up?

It's all her fault.

She only knows how to avoid all problems.

Qu's mother's eyes were also red. She raised her hand and patted her husband's arm.

Seeing the mother and daughter like this, Mr. Qu's heart softened instantly. He sat back down in his chair and whispered his compromise, "Doctor, I'll do whatever you say. I'll cooperate with the treatment. Please let me live one more day."

"My daughter is still young, and she can't be without her father to support her in the future."

Qu Yun returned home dejectedly.

She didn't know who to talk to, so she subconsciously called Lu Junhe, but then realized that he had been very busy lately taking time off to be with her during her late pregnancy, so she immediately hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, the man returned.

He asked, "Where are Mom and Dad? They haven't gone back yet, have they?"

Qu Yun shook her head. "I told them to go to a nearby hotel to rest first. The hospital... the hospital still needs to arrange chemotherapy..."

Lu Junhe immediately understood. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears that kept sliding down Qu Yun's face. Then he called his assistant and asked him to do a full house cleaning of one of his lakeside detached villas.

I'm planning to have my parents-in-law move in to recuperate.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Junhe hugged Qu Yun tightly, his palm gently resting on her pregnant belly. "Don't be afraid, I'm here for you."

"I will bring together experts from all over the world, Qu Yun, I will not let you live without a father."

In recent days, Lu Junhe has devoted almost all his energy to this matter, and he has even refused to return to the family dinner party after several calls from the old mansion urging him to come back.

When Yan Suling learned that her son's refusal that very night was actually just to personally pick up a doctor from the airport, she was instantly filled with anger.

This thing called Quyun is already causing itself a lot of trouble.

Even my family members are the same big problem!

She didn't want to swallow this insult, so she turned around and found an excuse to tell Qu Yun that it was her sister's birthday, which was also Lu Junhe's aunt's birthday, in a few days, and the two of them had to come back for dinner.

After receiving the news, Qu Yun told Lu Junhe and said she would go.

Lu Junhe's eyes were full of consideration: "Don't force yourself. You don't like those people at all, so let's not go back."

Qu Yun shook her head and grabbed the wrist of the man in front of her: "Lu Junhe, but I like you."

"I know you've been busy taking care of my father's illness all this time. Your mother and all your aunts and elders must be saying behind my back that I'm some kind of vixen who seduced you, causing you to distance yourself from your family and neglect your family business."

"I don't want to give anyone cause for gossip."

Upon hearing this, Lu Junhe chuckled softly.

He pinched her cheek, half-jokingly saying with a hint of protectiveness, "Let them say it to your face if they dare."

"I'll flip the table over!"

Qu Yun was genuinely amused, and some of the sadness that had been building up over the past few days dissipated. She smiled faintly, a rare occurrence for her.

Lu Junhe rested his head on her shoulder.

A hint of joy finally appeared on his face.

On the day of the birthday banquet, the two drove together to the old house.

A large round table was filled with Lu family relatives.

However, although today is said to be Lu Junhe's aunt's birthday, Yan Suling sat upright in the main seat without moving an inch.

She glanced at Qu Yun's protruding belly.

During the meal, Yan Suling asked, feigning concern, "I heard your father was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer?"

"This kind of chronic disease, in the end, is caused by poverty and a poor diet. For ordinary people, getting this kind of serious illness is like a bottomless pit; money just flows in like water. Luckily, you, as their daughter, are very capable."

One relative, whether genuinely puzzled or feigning ignorance, asked, "What skill?"

"Did Jun-hyuk find this person himself? Is he a doctor?"

Yan Suling scoffed dismissively, "If she really is from a family of doctors, then my daily prayers will have been worthwhile."

"Spending money isn't enough; you also have to drag men down and delay the entire Lu family's business projects."

Qu Yun lowered her head slightly.

She never expected Yan Suling to say anything good.

But this is just too much nonsense.

Her chest felt tight and heavy, but because there were so many elders present, she held back and didn't say anything.

Lu Junhe's aura intensified, and his tone was clearly displeased: "Mom, let's eat and stop talking about this."

He wanted to let the matter drop and save face for his mother.

However, Yan Suling was completely enraged by this remark.

Instead, she looked up at Qu Yun and said, "I was just telling the truth. Now Junhe has turned down all family engagements for your family's sake, and business partners are asking me privately if he's been bewitched by some vixen."

"You're carrying my Lu family's child, you should know your place and stop letting your family's trivial matters hold your man back..."

Before Qu Yun could even react, the words had barely left her lips.

Lu Junhe suddenly stood up and swung his arm away forcefully.

The expensive solid wood round table crashed over, shattering all the bowls and plates on it and spilling soup everywhere.

Everyone was too shocked to speak, staring blankly at the enraged Lu Junhe.

Qu Yun was also stunned.

Flipping the table... wasn't that just a joke?

Yan Suling's face was darker than the sky outside.

Lu Junhe gently pulled Qu Yun's wrist and said to everyone present, word by word, "From now on, anyone who disrespects my wife..."

"It's disrespectful to me personally."

When Qu Yun got home, she kept thinking about this scene while taking a shower.

That guy is actually quite handsome...

She changed into her pajamas and walked out of the bathroom. A man was already sitting on the bed, shirtless, with clearly defined muscles and a strikingly strong abdominal muscle.

Qu Yun stood there for two seconds, then patted the water droplets off her face and unconsciously clicked her tongue twice.

As soon as she reached the bedside, Lu Junhe asked her to sit down.

He squinted and asked, "What are you tsk about? Come here and give me a kiss."

After Qu Yun sat down on the edge of the bed, she mimicked the man's tone, "What are you kissing for? Come here and give me a smack."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a loud "tsk—" echoed from inside the room.

Lu Junhe wrapped his arm around her waist and gently pulled her. Before she could dodge, his warm lips landed on hers.

He parted somewhat reluctantly, glancing at Qu Yun's eyes before continuing to look at her glistening lips, and asked softly, "How was my performance today?"

Qu Yun smiled and said, "That's good."

"Next time before you flip the table, put the sweet and sour pork ribs in my bowl first."

Lu Junhe seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

Qu Yun nudged him with her palm and explained, "What's wrong? It's the baby in your belly that wants to eat, okay? You're not allowed to laugh like that... um."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Junhe pulled her into his arms again and kissed her.

This kiss was no longer the shallow, comforting one from before.

With a mixture of heat and restraint, Lu Junhe placed his palm on her lower abdomen, their breaths mingling more intimately.

The atmosphere gradually warmed up.

Just as Qu Yun was about to succumb, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang with a sharp alarm.

She hurriedly pulled away from Lu Junhe's embrace, her cheeks burning red: "It's...it's time, I need to go do prenatal education for the baby!"

As Lu Junhe watched her leave, her slippers on the wrong feet, he could only laugh helplessly despite his anger.

He pressed his thumb against his lips and gently rubbed them, the alluring desire in his eyes not yet completely dissipated.

It took Lu Junhe a long time to put on his shirt.

He lowered his voice and said, "Wait for me, I'll do it with you."