Kyoto Night Kiss

The top-floor suites are bright and airy, and in addition to three main meals a day, there is also breakfast, afternoon tea, and dinner.

Even the chefs here are very attentive; if a dish is left uneaten, it will never be served again.

Qu Yun leaned against the headboard of the softly cushioned bed, gently holding the baby in her arms.

Even now, she still finds this feeling strange.

No matter how loudly or intensely the little one cried, he would immediately fall silent as soon as he was in her arms.

Lu Junhe said that the child opened his eyes immediately after birth and stared at her intently, as if trying to confirm whether she was his mother.

Listening to the child's strong and powerful heartbeat, Qu Yun felt that everything was worth it.

The phone screen was still lit up, held upright. Mr. Qu had finished his chemotherapy and couldn't wait to see his eldest grandson.

Qu Yun revealed the baby's face a little and said with a smile, "Mom and Dad, look, this is your grandson."

"Daddy, when you're fully recovered, you must come and give the baby a big hug. I think the baby will love you as his grandpa!"

On the screen, Qu's father managed a weak smile.

He repeated several times, "That's wonderful, that's wonderful."

Then he added, "Daughter, you just gave birth, so you must take good care of yourself. If anyone bullies you, just come to Daddy... cough cough... Remember, you are Daddy's only precious darling."

Qu Yun's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Lu Junhe walked in carrying a bottle of prepared formula, and gently took the child from Qu Yun's arms with practiced movements. He said in a low voice, "Eat your food while it's hot."

Qu Yun quietly turned the camera a little away.

Lu Junhe steadily supported the baby's neck with one hand and supported the bottom with the other, his posture was just as standard as that of the professional childcare workers here.

In fact, since the birth of his child, he has wanted to do many things himself and not let the staff do them.

Seeing this, Qu's mother was truly relieved. "My dear daughter, you should eat your meal first. Mom will come to see you later."

After the video call ended, Qu Yun looked at the table full of exquisite dishes in front of her and noticed that the meat of the braised chicken leg was finely torn into small pieces, with the whole bone placed on the side of the plate.

She thought that this must have been the meat that Lu Junhe tore off, otherwise there wouldn't have been bones served.

Qu Yun couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

I'm so happy.

She felt happy every single moment.

After finishing his milk, the baby burped a little and fell into a deep sleep in the cradle within two minutes.

Lu Junhe straightened up a bit and subconsciously raised his hand to gently pound his sore and stiff back.

Qu Yun looked at him and beckoned, "Come here, let me massage your back."

The man walked slowly to the bedside and leaned against the headboard.

With a childlike, coquettish look in his eyes, he tilted his head slightly and leaned closer to her: "Don't rush to rub my waist."

"Qu Yun, give me a kiss."

Qu Yun smiled helplessly and placed a light kiss on Lu Junhe's cheek.

Just as she was about to say something, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Yan Suling walked in carrying a small bag from a luxury brand.

Without even glancing at Qu Yun, she walked straight to the baby cradle, emptied the contents of the bag, and found a set of baby clothes with a knight emblem.

Yan Suling covered her grandson with the clothes and gently touched his soft cheeks with her fingertips.

Seeing that the child's features were almost identical to Lu Junhe's when he was young, a barely perceptible tenderness flashed in her eyes, and her tone softened: "It seems he really is my grandson."

"Since you have the blood of the Lu family, Grandma will prepare a trust fund for you so that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life and be a superior person from birth."

The outfit she brought says it all.

Yan Suling stared at the baby for a while before her gaze slowly shifted to the bed.

"Leave all of this child's future education, perspective, and outlook to me. Although you are the child's biological mother, given your background... never mind, just don't even think about interfering in the child's upbringing."

Qu Yun subconsciously clenched the bed sheet beneath her. Before she could speak, Yan Suling dictatorially threw out the name she had already decided on: "My grandson will be named Jinxing from now on, Lu Jinxing."

"Jin means being cautious, respectful, self-disciplined, and thoughtful, representing having a sense of propriety and not being arrogant or frivolous; Xing means conducting oneself in a proper manner, integrating knowledge with action, daring to put things into practice, and not engaging in empty talk or daydreaming."

The two characters together mean "to act cautiously".

For some reason, Qu Yun broke out in a cold sweat as soon as she heard the name "Lu Jinxing". She accidentally broke the ceramic cup next to her, which fell to the ground with a crisp clattering sound.

Lu Junheyan's heart tightened, and he immediately walked to Qu Yun's side, holding her cold, trembling palm.

Qu Yun's eyes were red-rimmed as she gripped the man's wrist tightly, her voice filled with suppressed panic and resistance: "No, I don't want this name."

"Lu Junhe, the baby can't be named Lu Jinxing... absolutely not..."

Although he didn't know the reason, Lu Junhe gently patted Qu Yun's hand to comfort her. After confirming that she had calmed down, he looked up at his mother.

"Mom, let's go outside and talk alone for a bit, so as not to disturb the children's rest."

Yan Suling's expression darkened slightly as she followed him outside the room.

She was about to criticize Qu Yun for being so rude.

Lu Junhe narrowed his dark eyes, his voice low and leaving no room for negotiation: "The child's name, upbringing, and all related matters will be decided entirely based on Qu Yun's wishes."

"If you never learn to respect her, you don't need to visit your grandson anymore."

That's too blunt and forceful.

In an instant, Yan Suling's voice trembled with anger: "Lu Junhe, you are my son, how can you always side with outsiders? What's so good about that woman? Besides, I'm the child's biological grandmother. Do you think I would harm him?"

"Do I still feel that my life experience is inferior to that of a woman who wanted to use her child to gain status?"

Lu Junhe's hands, hanging by his sides, slowly clenched.

Whenever he thought of the time when Qu Yun gave birth, a layer of heartache and resolve would appear in his eyes.

"I witnessed firsthand the immense pain she endured to give birth to this child; no one else can truly understand. Therefore, everything must be done according to her wishes, and so must I."

"Didn't I experience pain when I gave birth to you?!" Yan Suling shouted, raising her voice.

"Then you can torment me all you want, just let her go."

Upon hearing this, Yan Suling froze on the spot.

Was all that hard work she put in... just torture?

After giving a cold laugh, Yan Suling left. "Fine, then you can protect her then."

"If you're so capable, then rewrite the Lu family's genes for infidelity and protect her for the rest of your life!"

—So she accepted it.

Lu Junhe calmed himself down in the corridor before returning to his room.

Qu Yun had already gotten up and was standing by the cradle, looking at the child inside with gentle eyes.

When she saw him, there seemed to be a hint of panic still lingering in her eyes.

Lu Junhe picked up the new clothes from the cradle and threw them into the trash can.

He said, "Don't take what my mother said to heart."

"This is your child, and you have the final say in everything."

Qu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, looking at her son's rosy cheeks as he slept soundly, and her mood improved considerably.

That nightmare before her pregnancy ultimately held her captive.

When Lu Junhe asked her if she had considered what name to give the child,

Qu Yun blurted out, "Let's go!"

"Let's call him Lu Lexing, the 'Le' in 'happy and carefree.' We hope he'll be happy all his life, without bearing any of our expectations. Whatever he wants to do, whatever path he wants to take, it's all because he likes it."

Lu Junhe gave a soft "hmm".

He replied, "Actually, the child doesn't have to take my surname."

"Qu Yun, he is the child you gave birth to."

Qu Yun doesn't actually care whose surname the child should take.

However, given the current situation, if a child takes the mother's surname, it may raise many questions, such as where the father is, whether the father married into the family, or whether the parents are not together...

She didn't want a child to be asked so many questions.

Moreover, there's also the presence of Yan Suling.

Even if she dislikes Ms. Yan, she will still respect her because she is her lover's mother.

After successfully finalizing her name, Qu Yun's eyes were filled with joy.

She tilted her head and pondered for a moment, then decided to choose a nickname as well.

"Okay, what nickname do you want?" Lu Junhe asked, nuzzling Qu Yun's head with the tip of his nose.

He had absolutely no objections.

However, when Qu Yun blurted out the word "Zhuangzhuang," she paused for a moment.

Lu Junhe looked at Qu Yun, whose eyes were curved in a smile. She even explained that the meaning of her nickname was that she hoped the child would grow up strong and healthy, without getting sick or injured, and as lush and vigorous as a sapling.

He realized that this was not a joke.

Lu Junhe couldn't help but look at his son in the cradle. He had delicate skin, fine features, and a name that sounded honest and simple: "Zhuangzhuang".

That's such a stark contrast...

Seeing that the man beside her did not react, Qu Yun frowned.

She didn't even need to say a word; a single look from her silently asked: Do you have a problem with that?

"How dare I!" Lu Junhe immediately raised his hands in surrender.

He leaned down to the baby cradle and, feigning seriousness, called out to his sleeping son, "Lu Lexing, your nickname from now on will be Zhuangzhuang."

"Remember this, you must listen to your mother from now on. If you dare to upset her, no matter how strong you are, Dad will beat you up."

As for loving one's wife.

That's something only he could do.

Qu Yun chuckled at Lu Junhe's serious attempt to scare the baby, and gently punched his arm: "Our son is so small, and you're already scaring him."

But calling him "Zhuangzhuang" actually sounds a bit...

Lu Junhe seemed to have guessed what she was thinking.

He picked Qu Yun up in his arms and carried her to the bed: "Go to sleep, Zhuangzhuang's mom."

"Why are you blushing, Zhuangzhuang's mom?"

"Ouch...bite gently, or your husband won't be able to take care of you if you bite him too hard."