Kyoto Night Kiss

Lu Junhe's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of pressure.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire private room fell into a deathly silence.

The crowd, who had been whispering and secretly speculating and mocking each other, all lowered their heads and didn't dare to make a sound with their chopsticks.

They were trying to figure out who this man who had suddenly walked in was.

Putting aside their clothes, just their aura... they definitely don't come from an ordinary family.

Qu Yun raised her hand and gently tugged at the cuff of the man's suit, indicating that there was no need for him to get so angry.

Arguing with people you'll never have anything to do with again is a waste of time.

But Lu Junhe only hugged her tighter. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Who made you suffer just now? Point it out to me."

As he spoke, the man lowered his head slightly, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe. "If you're still not satisfied, do you want me to flip this table over for you?"

Qu Yun immediately laughed.

She used to be angry, but now she's not.

Seeing that everyone around her had quieted down, the girl who had pulled Qu Yun into the private room was a little displeased. She assumed that the young-looking man in front of her was a rich and arrogant second-generation rich kid.

So she stood up, defiantly questioning, "Who do you think you are? We're old classmates having a private get-together, what gives you the right to barge in, cause trouble, and spoil everyone's fun?"

Lu Junhe's sharp gaze instantly swept over him.

The bald boyfriend next to the woman, who had been looking down at his phone, suddenly froze, feeling a familiar, chilling sensation.

He quietly raised his head slightly, and upon seeing that it really was Lu Junhe, he wished he could bury his face under the table and hide it.

But the girl was completely oblivious to her boyfriend's unusual behavior and continued to say hurtful things: "Judging by your appearance, you're the father of Qu Yun's baby, right? Or... are you just a kept man?"

"How dare you swagger around here?"

Qu Yun was a little angry and wanted to step forward to speak up for her man.

However, Lu Junhe kept holding her by the back of her collar with one hand, preventing her from wandering around.

His gaze fell lightly on the dodging man, his tone indifferent: "Why are you dodging?"

The man trembled, unable to hide his emotions any longer. He hurriedly and awkwardly stood up, his voice shaking, "Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu! I didn't expect it to be you, or Mrs. Lu... I'm so sorry, I don't know this woman. Her nonsense has nothing to do with me!"

"President Lu?!"

These two words were like a thunderclap in the private room, and all the students present stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

Is this the top figure they were just talking about, the one who can single-handedly influence the entire business district?

Qu Yun was pregnant with his child.

What utter nonsense were they spouting?!

The girl who had provoked him froze on the spot.

For some reason, Qu Yun inexplicably disliked this feeling.

Ultimately, it's because she's too useless.

She also wanted to rely on her own efforts to silence any gossip.

Lu Junhe was too lazy to waste any more words dealing with this group of people. When he was about to take Qu Yun away, he saw that she suddenly looked dazed, and her shoelaces were about to come undone.

He then half-squatted down and carefully retied the loose shoelaces into a neat and secure bow.

After getting up, he said affectionately, "Let's go."

"Your husband will take you to eat human food."

After getting into the car, Qu Yun quietly fastened her seatbelt, then turned her head to the side, pressed her cheek against the car window, and stared blankly at the streetlights.

Shouldn't she do something too?

But she didn't know what else she could do. If pregnancy interrupted some of her plans for the future, it would be more accurate to say that she actually used pregnancy as an excuse to escape something.

She is a very good student.

But she still felt useless and worthless...

Lu Junhe remained silent, gazing at the slender figure beside him.

He seemed to have never asked Qu Yun what she wanted to do.

*

Qu Yun officially entered her 28th week of pregnancy, which was also her 23rd birthday.

Lu Junhe also officially started staying home with her and not going to the company.

Qu Yun didn't want to make her birthday too complicated. She was content after having a meal with her parents and Lu Junhe.

Her birthday wish was also very simple.

1. I hope Dad's surgery is successful and he recovers well.

2. I hope the baby will be born safely and grow up healthily.

3. I hope that the world will love Lu Junhe as much as she loves him.

The moment Qu Yun blew out the candle and opened her eyes, a tablet appeared in front of her, displaying a game she had never seen before, which seemed to be a simulation management game.

The outline of the large estate was complete, but the interior was empty.

Lu Junhe explained in a low voice, "This is a birthday present for you."

"In this game, you are the manager of a brand new, undeveloped hotel. You have unlimited gold coins and unlimited resources, and you don't need to worry about any costs. You can plan however you want."

Qu Yun blinked; she had never played any hacked games in her life.

Under the man's encouraging gaze, Qu Yun used her fingertips to control the virtual figure on the screen to walk to a large blank area. Following the image she had in mind, she first set up a hotel lobby, rooms, a high-altitude revolving restaurant, and so on.

In the menu bar, she can also decorate these rooms.

Qu Yun became more and more engrossed in playing the song, and her eyes gradually lit up.

She asked, "What game is this? I've never seen it in the app store before. It looks really fun! Does your company now develop games?"

Lu Junhe chuckled softly, "This game, only you in the whole world can play it."

Qu Yun frowned, her fingertips hovering over the tablet screen.

The next second, the man pulled out a real-world hotel transfer contract from behind his back.

All property rights and operating rights are clearly listed and given to Party A free of charge, Qu Yun.

The name "Lu Junhe" had already been signed in the "Party B" section.

Qu Yun's heart skipped a beat.

The man smiled and said to her, "Just like playing a game, the setup you make in the game will transfer to the hotel in the real world."

"Happy birthday, Qu Yun. You can do whatever you want in this world."

A sense of helplessness and unease involuntarily welled up in Qu Yun's eyes.

She whispered, "I can't do it... I haven't studied hotel management professionally or systematically, and I don't have any practical experience in offline operations. What if I mess it up?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Junhe pulled her into his arms.

He said solemnly, "If I mess it up, I mess it up."

"Isn't my job to cover for you?"

He had always overlooked Qu Yun's ideas.

Perhaps his little girl would like to try and experience the world?

She is herself first.

Then came his lover.

Lu Junhe lowered his head, his forehead touching Qu Yun's, and said in a tender voice, "I love you."

*

Ever since accepting the hotel's birthday gift, Qu Yun has been completely absorbed in it.

She sifted through market research materials and found that most Chinese-style hotels on the market only have simple dry landscape decorations, and few people create complete Jiangnan garden landscapes with flowing water, real rocks, and large areas of vegetation.

After having this idea in mind, Qu Yun even signed up for an online landscape design course overnight, planning to take the offline course after giving birth.

Lu Junhe is now her investor!

She couldn't let the investors' money go down the drain!

During the day, Qu Yun would simulate hotel layouts on her tablet; at night, she would study on her laptop during breaks, sleeping much less and losing two pounds.

Lu Junhe looked on, feeling incredibly distressed.

He almost regretted sending the gift too early.

But what he did most was stay by Qu Yun's side, feeding her fruit one moment and massaging her shoulders the next.

Just before bedtime, he said firmly, "Okay, you're not allowed to watch anymore."

"Does your eye hurt?"

Qu Yun was having a burst of inspiration and didn't want to put down her tablet at that moment, so she casually said, "I'm a little hungry."

The man immediately went downstairs, found a piece of milk cake he had bought during the day, and brought it back up.

He tore off the parchment paper from the bottom of the cake and fed it to Qu Yun, saying, "Eat up, and I'll take you to brush your teeth after you're done."

Qu Yun took two bites, but didn't stop using the capacitive pen in her hand.

Seeing that the small piece of cake was about to be finished, she didn't want to go to sleep, so she instructed Lu Junhe to wash the torn baking paper clean.

Lu Junhe didn't understand, but he did as instructed anyway.

Without looking up, Qu Yun continued to instruct, "Then fold it in half again."

"Hmm...cut along the edge again."

"Then tear it by hand to create some texture."

Lu Junhe patiently did as instructed, one stroke after another.

He picked up the last small piece of paper, frowned, and asked, "What do you need this for?"

Qu Yun put down her pen, smiled sweetly, and said, "Okay, you can throw it away now."

"I just want the trash can to look nicer."

Lu Junhe remained silent, then bent down and picked Qu Yun up horizontally, carrying her to the bathroom.

As her due date approached, he became increasingly attached to Qu Yun, even wanting to wait outside her bathroom.

Lu Junhe doesn't answer any of the company's calls, even when his mother calls, he silences them.

If it gets really annoying, I'll just turn it off.

For some reason, he had a premonition that something unexpected would happen if he left the music...

Zhao Yao also scolded him, saying that this was not a premonition, but just being a jerk.

But there's not much to say about him and a man who doesn't have a wife and can't be a father.

After taking a shower, Qu Yun changed into her pajamas and walked out of the bathroom.

She hadn't taken two steps when a sharp, dragging pain suddenly shot through her lower abdomen.

Lu Junhe almost dropped the cup in his hand. He grabbed his things as quickly as possible and took Qu Yun to the hospital.

Downstairs at the hospital, all the doctors and midwives were already lined up waiting.

Qu Yun felt a little better after receiving the epidural, but her cervix was dilating slowly, so she estimated she wouldn't be able to give birth until tomorrow morning.

Looking at the man who was so nervous that he couldn't even sit down.

Qu Yun smiled and comforted her, "It's okay."

"Lu Junhe, I want to have your baby."

She can persevere.

Just as dawn was breaking, Qu's mother arrived. The moment she saw her daughter, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

I washed my daughter's hair and braided two loose, soft braids.

Qu Yun gently comforted her, "Mom, I'm fine. You don't need to stay here all the time. Dad needs someone to help him with his chemotherapy. You're working too hard running back and forth. Why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

Mother Qu shook her head. According to the customs of her hometown, she was going to put a red string on Qu Yun's head to ensure the safety of the pregnant woman.

Upon hearing the news, she rushed over and forgot the red string at her lodging.

Seeing this, Lu Junhe immediately stood up: "I'll go shopping with you. There's a shopping mall next to the hospital."

As soon as she stepped out of the ward, Qu's mother couldn't help but wipe her eyes.

She grabbed Lu Junhe's arm, her voice tinged with pleading, "Junhe, I know you're a good kid. Even if you were to become the son-in-law of someone like me, you wouldn't complain..."

"I...I only want to ask you for one thing. Yunyun's father and I don't ask for any wealth or luxury. We just want you to let Yunyun have this one child, okay?"

"Even if this baby is a girl, we shouldn't let her keep having more children..."

Family traditions and bloodline continuation are not important.

She didn't want her daughter to suffer again.

Lu Junhe nodded solemnly.

Actually, even without his mother-in-law saying it, he was already planning to get a tubal ligation.

After Qu Yun put on the red string, her contractions became more and more frequent.

With the professional guidance of the midwife, the delivery process, although strenuous, went relatively smoothly overall.

After several hours of labor, a clear cry echoed throughout the delivery room.

Qu Yun felt completely exhausted. She nudged Lu Junhe, asking him not to stay with her any longer and to go check on the child instead.

Watching the man clumsily but carefully put on their child's first diaper.

Qu Yun suddenly burst into tears and then fell into a deep sleep.

She slept until the latter half of the night before waking up.

When I opened my eyes, I felt perfectly fine; even my lips weren't dry.

Qu Yun turned her head and saw that the water on the bedside table was still steaming warmly, and Lu Junhe's tall body was lying on the side of the hospital bed, occupying a small corner, as if he had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Beside them, the newborn baby lay quietly in a cradle.

He looks just like the little boy in her dream.

But something seems a little different...

The moonlight outside the window was soft and gentle, its delicate silvery glow filling the entire ward.

Qu Yun picked up her phone and saw a post on Lu Junhe's WeChat Moments, which was also the only one he posted.

Three hands clasped together.

He said, "My twenty-sixth year was fulfilling and happy because of music."

—She is too.

Fulfillment and happiness.