Kyoto Night Kiss

The house is located in the most secluded part of Victoria Peak, overlooking the entire port city.

Qu Yun followed behind Lu Junhe.

If it weren't for this man, she probably would never have been able to come to a place like this in her entire life.

Lu Junhe led her into an empty room, and he went out to get a dry towel.

Qu Yun paced back and forth in the room.

Her heart felt like it was being ripped apart. Could she really use Lu Junhe's special feelings for her to turn the tables on him?

Maybe we should just forget about it...

When the door opened, Qu Yun looked up and said, "I think I'd better stay at a hotel."

She had assumed it was Lu Junhe returning with a dry towel, but instead she saw an elderly man with silver hair and dressed simply.

She must be Lu Junhe's grandmother.

Like Yan Suling, they probably look down on people like her from humble backgrounds.

The old lady had kind eyes and her first words were, "You are the first girl that Ahe brought to the old house."

Qu Yun was stunned for a moment.

The old man was not at all pretentious; instead, he asked her with concern if she was comfortable in her room and if she wanted her bedsheets changed to silk ones.

Qu Yun's hand was even squeezed by her.

The old lady turned around and instructed the maid behind her, "Go and get a heater. This room gets very damp when it rains."

"Thank you..." Qu Yun said, trying to pull her hand back, but she couldn't.

Just then, a loud voice rang out from the doorway.

Lu Junhe called out, "Grandma!"

The old man picked at his ear, not speaking Mandarin, and said, "Why are you so nervous? Are you afraid I ate it?"

Lu Junhe glanced over, his voice hoarse: "Of course I'm scared, this is my precious darling."

This was the first time Qu Yun had ever heard this man speak Cantonese.

Compared to his usual cold tone, his voice was several decibels lower now, with a slight upward rise at the end, making it exceptionally alluring.

Unfortunately, she couldn't understand either, so she could only lower her eyes quietly.

After the old lady left, Lu Junhe placed the dry towel in his hand on Qu Yun's head.

Qu Yun haphazardly pulled off her hair, gently rubbed the still-dripping ends, and asked casually, "What did you and your grandma talk about just now?"

"I'm saying you're ugly."

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She looked up and met the man's teasing gaze.

Lu Junhe, with one hand in his pocket and a slight raise of his eyebrows, said, "My grandma said you're the ugliest girl she's ever seen."

Qu Yun didn't even bother to respond: "Go ahead and make it up."

"Before you came, your grandma said I was the first girl you brought home."

Looking at Qu Yun's relaxed expression, Lu Junhe's smile deepened. He said, "You've finally smiled."

"They act like I'm their enemy the moment they see me. I don't know what they did to offend you, my dear lady."

The melody was slightly off, and I felt a pause in my mind.

She hurriedly looked away and muttered under her breath, "What a good actress."

Lu Junhe didn't hear clearly and asked something.

"Hey, have you ever heard Xue Zhiqian's song 'The Actor'?"

Lu Junhe's eyes were full of laughter. "Never heard of it before. Why don't you sing it for me?"

"I don't want to."

Seeing Qu Yun's lips about to droop again, Lu Junhe chuckled deeply. He took the dry towel from Qu Yun's hand and naturally stood behind her.

He gently wiped her long hair.

Qu Yun could feel the man's fingertips occasionally brushing against her skin unintentionally, and her heart would skip a beat.

Lu Junhe suddenly asked, "Why did you just leave that day?"

Qu Yun turned around and stood face to face with him. She had to tilt her head back to see the man's face clearly.

Lu Junhe lowered his eyes and gazed at her, raising his fingertips to brush away a stray strand of hair that clung to her lips.

He leaned down slightly, his face close, his hot breath brushing against Qu Yun's ear, "My hands were sore for two days before they healed."

Qu Yun's gaze unconsciously fell down, and she saw that hand with distinct joints, long and clean, with even the nails cut to the shortest length.

Her memories were stirred.

That night, Lu Junhe put his hand in his mouth right in front of her.

She exploded with anger, fanned herself with her hand, and said irritably, "If you're going to cook, practice more!"

What's sour for two days?

I'm so annoying.

Lu Junhe chuckled softly, his chest trembling.

His tone was quite complaining, but his eyes remained fixed on Qu Yun, as if they could be drawn out by her: "Who am I supposed to practice with?"

"The first time in seven years, isn't that pretty good?"

The main reason is that he has a good memory.

Qu Yun's cheeks instantly turned bright red, and even her breathing became erratic.

She didn't want to appear too innocent in front of this man.

It's as if it's no big deal.

Is that why he had the illusion that he could easily succeed?

"To be honest, it's perfectly acceptable for things to happen between adults." Qu Yun said frankly, not even avoiding eye contact. "I'm very grateful to President Lu for helping me on the island."

"I can give you some money as a tip, consider it your hourly wage, or you can use the money to buy some ointment to treat your tenosynovitis."

When Lu Junhe saw Qu Yun actually take out her phone to transfer money, his face grew increasingly dark.

He asked, "You really don't think it's a big deal?"

"yes!"

"It's nothing, and I don't think I've been taken advantage of. In that situation, I would have thanked any stranger who helped me in the same way."

So exes aren't such a big deal.

Exes you've loved aren't a big deal at all!

After Qu Yun finished speaking, she raised her face and gave a deliberately sweet smile.

She wanted to provoke this man into anger.

Why should she be treated like a toy, something to be played with when you want, and then discarded when you're done with her?

As expected, the smile on Lu Junhe's face vanished completely.

The melody evokes a sense of exhilarating satisfaction from a successful revenge.

However, the man in front of him was not angry. He lowered his eyes and said seriously, "You can be anyone."

"Music, but I can only do it with you."

Lu Junhe fell silent after he finished speaking.

Over the past seven years, hasn't anyone tried to find ways to put women in his bed?

He was annoyed, which is why he agreed to sign the agreement with Tang Bingqing.

Qu Yun seemed somewhat at a loss.

The ringing phone was like a timely rain that saved the day from this awkward situation. She glanced at the note on the screen and immediately closed the phone in her palm.

Seeing that she was hiding like this, Lu Junhe deliberately asked, "Who called?"

"Nobody..."

Qu Yun wanted to go out to answer the call, but she said, "It's Chongchong's dad... He calls every day at this time. I'll go outside and talk to him."

Lu Junhe's eyes darkened. "I'm going out."

As soon as I opened the door, a cold draft rushed into the room.

Qu Yun watched the dark figure at the door gradually walk away before answering the phone.

"Lady Windsor, it's me."

"I've uncovered a private equity fund that's been secretly acquiring hotels, but the situation is getting a bit complicated now..."

On the phone, the lady's voice was calm and authoritative: "We've been planning this for so long, we absolutely cannot give up halfway."

"Yun, are you willing to silently endure all the hardships you've endured along the way?"

Qu Yun's fingers tightened around her phone.

After a long pause, she finally replied, "I will find some evidence and have my lawyer file an objection to the shareholding. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."