Kyoto Night Kiss

The restroom at the end of the corridor was quiet.

Just as Qu Yun was about to push open the partition door in front of her and walk out, she heard a few chattering voices coming from the sink.

They are the mothers of those six children.

"Hey, did you guys notice anything just now? Who exactly is that woman?"

"Who knows? She looks young and doesn't seem like the mother of a first-grader. I don't know how she managed to get that Mr. Lu to listen to her so much."

Qu Yun paused slightly at the tip of her finger.

Immediately afterwards, a mocking voice rang out: "What other path could it be? Looking at that innocent face, isn't she just after a sugar daddy's daughter?"

"You should be wary of this kind of woman. Be careful she doesn't end up bewitching your husbands instead of Lu Junhe."

Qu Yun's back felt stiff; these harsh criticisms felt like tiny, sharp needles, pricking her heart.

It made her feel nauseous.

She decided she couldn't take it anymore.

Several ladies were touching up their makeup in front of the mirror when suddenly, the toilet door behind them slammed open, and the person they had just been gossiping about walked out.

Qu Yun turned on the tap, letting the water flow over her fingertips. She glanced calmly at the women in the mirror, noticing their panicked expressions.

The woman standing on the far left had already applied her lipstick outside her lipstick.

Qu Yun suddenly reached out her hand, and she was so frightened that she quickly dodged to the side.

After a while, she opened her eyes and found that Qu Yun had just taken a piece of paper from the wall to wipe her hands.

Qu Yun listlessly tossed the crumpled tissue into the trash can, not even wanting to glance at the woman. "I'll seduce your dad, so you'll have a mom."

After speaking, Qu Yun inexplicably thought of Lu Junhe's words, "Don't mess around with Zhao Yao."

She bit her lip in frustration and said, "I wish I were Hui."

Some women who apply lipstick smudges don't quite understand.

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Watching Qu Yun's departing figure, the person next to her kindly reminded her, "Hui people... I think they don't eat pork."

Qu Yun stormed out of the restroom.

If only she could crush that guy surnamed Lu into ten thousand pieces with her high heels.

Why is she being criticized no matter what she's involved in?

These lousy high heels are no good either. They're so expensive, and they even made her heels bleed!

Why do you want to become a Hui person?

A voice, neither too loud nor too soft, sounded above my head.

Qu Yun frowned as she looked at Lu Junhe, who had suddenly appeared.

The man suddenly squatted down in front of her and lifted her calves with his large hands.

"What are you doing...?" Qu Yun struggled to pull away.

Lu Junhe's palm was warm and strong, with just the right amount of force to prevent her from dodging.

He lowered his eyes, held a band-aid, and gently applied it to the chafed area on her heel.

The moment the sticker was applied, Qu Yun and he locked eyes for a second.

Lu Junhe's voice was deep and had a familiar huskiness to it. "You used to wear these kinds of stilettos and your heels would get blisters all the time. You never learn your lesson."

The women who came out of the bathroom were met with this scene. They stared at each other, wide-eyed, as Lu Junhe slowly stood up from the ground.

Qu Yun was extremely annoyed and simply walked away.

The school had already passed lunchtime.

As soon as Cheng Chongchong saw Qu Yun, she pitifully clutched her stomach and said, "I'm so hungry, Qu Yun, I really want to eat pizza."

Qu Yun called out irritably, "Cheng Chongchong, I haven't even mentioned that you just handed a mop to someone's parent."

Seeing that she was about to be scolded, Cheng Chongchong immediately hid behind her deskmate and said, "My deskmate also wants to eat pizza, but he's too shy to say so!"

Between the two children, I don't know whose stomach actually growled twice.

It sounds so pitiful.

Lu Junhe walked over from behind, picked Cheng Chongchong up with one hand, and said he would take him to eat pizza.

It even made Cheng Chongchong, that little devil, blush.

Qu Yun was taken aback. Looking at Lu Jinxing, who was still standing there, she took the initiative to extend her hand and said with a smile, "Shall we go get some pizza together?"

Lu Jinxing hesitated for a moment, but still placed his hand in Qu Yun's palm.

His heart raced; he had never felt this way before...

Lu Junhe led Cheng Chongchong to order food at the cashier, while Qu Yun and Lu Jinxing found seats first.

Cheng Chongchong studied the menu carefully and pointed to a certain pizza.

Lu Junhe glanced at it and said, "Your mother doesn't eat green peppers."

Cheng Chongchong changed her ring again.

"Your mom doesn't like that sauce."

"Your mom doesn't like this either..."

Cheng Chongchong was a little annoyed. "Then what does my mom actually like to eat?!"

Lu Junhe deliberately ruffled the little brat's hair and asked, "Your mom? My mom?"

"Why don't you observe more carefully normally?"

Cheng Chongchong, rarely getting the short end of the stick, muttered pettily, "Hmph, Uncle Wang is really mean."

I don't know when it started, but this little guy always calls him "Uncle Wang".

Lu Junhe frowned. "My surname is Lu."

"What?!" Cheng Chongchong was utterly astonished. "How come you have the same surname as my deskmate? What a coincidence!"

Lu Junhe: "..."

"Is it possible that your deskmate has the same surname as me?"

He really wondered how Qu Yun managed not to be driven to death by this brat.

Finally, Lu Junhe ordered three pizzas before Cheng Chongchong finally called him "Uncle Lu".

Seeing the chubby boy suddenly become shy and hesitant.

Before paying, Lu Junhe didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. "What else do you want to eat?"

Cheng Chongchong immediately pointed to a giant ice cream on the menu.

Lu Junhe ordered three portions.

Lu Jinxing sat in his seat with his head down, his small hands nervously fidgeting with the hem of his clothes.

Qu Yun asked several times with concern what was wrong.

He murmured softly, "Aunt Qu, I think Dad was... a bit too fierce just now. Was he bullying others because he thought he was tough?"

Upon hearing this, Qu Yun's heart softened immediately. She reached out and gently smoothed Lu Jinxing's furrowed brows. "Silly child, it's not what you think."

"Your father isn't abusing his power; he's just protecting the people he wants to protect in an adult way. He's not deliberately showing off."

We are afraid that children's temperament will make them prone to getting stuck on trivial matters.

Qu Yun tried to slow down her speech and said to him little by little, "Baby, you are still young. You don't have to force yourself to understand everything, nor do you have to bear all the grievances by yourself."

"You can openly ask adults for help, like me, or your dad..."

Lu Jinxing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Seeing this, Qu Yun laughed, as if she understood something. "You don't know, do you? Your father actually loves you very, very much, but he just might not have been good at expressing it before."

Although he didn't ask any more questions, Lu Jinxing's legs swayed slightly in the air.

Lu Junhe walked back and saw the sunlight streaming in through the window, bathing Qu Yun in a pale golden glow.

He saw her gentle smile.

I also saw her reach out and, while rubbing Lu Jinxing's head, pluck a strand of hair, secretly hide it in a tissue, and wrap it up.