Kyoto Night Kiss

Tang Bingqing hurriedly returned home.

Upon entering the house, the atmosphere in the living room was oppressive. Both parents were sitting on the sofa, one with a sullen face and a straight back, and the other with a worried expression, constantly sighing.

There seemed to be no sign of that man.

Tang Bingqing's heart tightened, and she asked, "Where is Junhe?"

The mother pointed to the balcony.

He was smoking with his back to him, surrounded by swirling white smoke.

"What exactly did you two say to him? Why did you start arguing?" Tang Bingqing frowned, her face full of displeasure. "I've finally gotten to where I am today after all this time."

"Don't ruin my wedding!"

Perhaps because her tone was too harsh, Tang's father glared at her fiercely.

Tang's mother's eyes reddened with anxiety. "Bingqing, speak properly. We didn't mean to argue with him or make things unpleasant. It's all for your sake."

"Your father and I mean that he should register the marriage with you first and then have the wedding. Once the status is established, everything will be legitimate, whether it's the distribution of family property, settling down, or other forms of protection. You won't suffer any losses."

Tang Bingqing had expected this and calmly asked, "He refuses?"

"It's more than just refusing!" Tang's father was so excited that spittle flew everywhere. He was furious at the thought that Lu Junhe, a junior, had no respect for his elders and not only didn't even look at him properly, but also threatened him that it wasn't a discussion.

He was so angry that his heart, liver, and lungs felt like they were about to explode!

Tang Bingqing remained silent for a moment.

At this moment, Lu Junhe finished his cigarette and stubbed out the embers on the balcony railing.

He lowered his head and walked into the house, exuding a nonchalant air.

After his gaze swept over the family of three in the living room, each with their own distinct expression, he spoke without a trace of emotion: "I have never said that I am a good son-in-law."

"Since the wedding hasn't taken place yet, the Tang family can simply cancel it."

"You!!!" Tang's father gasped for breath, a metallic taste of blood rising in his throat.

Tang Bingqing concealed the dark glint in her eyes and snapped, "That's enough!"

She suppressed her throbbing temples and said, "I also disagree with the idea of ​​getting the marriage certificate first and then having the wedding."

"Bingqing!" Tang's mother cried out anxiously.

Tang Bingqing ignored her and continued, "Let's do it our way, young people. The wedding is at the end of the month anyway, so it's good to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the marriage certificate after we've finished the ceremony."

That's all she wanted to say about this topic.

After all, there's no use in her feeling wronged.

Even though she was going along with Lu Junhe's wishes, the man didn't even glance at her.

Since their daughter had already said that, Mr. and Mrs. Tang had no choice but to give up.

Ultimately, they still had to consider the prestige of the Lu family.

Mr. Tang humbled himself and offered her a cigarette.

Lu Junhe glanced at it, left with the words "I've given it up," and walked out of the Tang family home.

Tang's father was so angry that his face turned red again.

A person who has just finished smoking says "I've quit".

Isn't the intention to embarrass someone a little too obvious?

Tang Bingqing looked at her parents, then at the open door.

She exclaimed in surprise, but still chose to chase after him and stop Lu Junhe from getting into the car.

"What do you mean? You're unwilling to get a marriage certificate, does that mean you're still hung up on that woman?"

As the car door closed, a hint of impatience flashed in Lu Junhe's eyes. He turned around and said in a low, hoarse voice, "It's nothing."

"I simply don't want to leave you any money."

Tang Bingqing scratched the hair on the top of her head, not understanding.

Since the wedding is already a done deal, she's not in a hurry to get a legal document to prove it right now.

But then I thought of how angry my parents had been.

She couldn't help but speak up: "Let's put the marriage certificate thing aside for now. Please show some respect to my father. After all, he's your future father-in-law."

"Besides, you did something to Qu Yun's father back then..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Junhe roared violently, "Shut up!"

His brows furrowed, his thin lips pressed into a cold, sharp line, and a terrifying aura emanated from him.

Tang Bingqing froze, too afraid to move.

This was the first time she had ever seen this man so angry.

But why?

Just because she accidentally mentioned Qu Yun?

"Lu Junhe, you are such a terrible person." Tang Bingqing held back the tears that were welling up in her eyes, not understanding why she could fall so hopelessly in love with this kind of man.

She raised her chin arrogantly: "You should really be grateful that you are the heir of the Lu family."

"Without this identity, I wouldn't even give you a second glance!"

Lu Junhe's expression was extremely cold, completely ignoring the pale-faced woman in front of him.

He reopened the car door and leaned in.

The driver had driven quite a distance before he asked, with a self-deprecating laugh, "Really?"

He should really be glad that his surname is Lu Yao.

Lu Junhe's gaze darkened as he recalled an incident from the past.

In the evening, Qu Yun did his homework at the table, while he took a shower and lay in bed reading.

The little girl suddenly stopped writing and said, "I wish your surname wasn't Lu."

Before he could react, Qu Yun climbed on top of him, pressed her ear against his chest, and asked listlessly, "Lu Junhe, have you ever thought about what you would be doing now if you weren't a member of the Lu family?"

At that time, he was reading a book and was at an exciting part.

After turning the page, he answered in a low voice, "I haven't thought about it."

That's the truth.

He was born into this identity, and he had a set plan from childhood to adulthood, which he just had to follow step by step.

His family would provide him with endless riches and honors.

Aside from music, it was the only variable in his life that he chose for himself.

"If you haven't thought about it, then start thinking about it now." Qu Yun raised her head unhappily, threw the book in his hand aside, her eyes shining brightly. "Think about what you would do if you weren't Lu Junhe."

Seeing that she was about to get angry, Lu Junhe had no choice but to seriously consider it.

But after a long time, I still didn't have an answer.

He squeezed Qu Yun's hand and gently kissed the back of her hand. "I won't be."

Qu Yun cursed, "You're really boring."

He laughed instead, rolled over, pinned her beneath him, and kissed her tenderly, replying, "Then let's do something interesting."

So that's what she meant back then.

Lu Junhe lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips slowly curved upwards into a smile.

Unfortunately, he realized it too late.

If he weren't Lu Junhe.

Does that mean I'll be able to marry the woman I love?

Or perhaps, he didn't even have the chance to meet her.

Fate really does play tricks on people.

The driver drove very fast, and they arrived home in no time.

Lu Junhe didn't rush to get out of the car. He picked up his phone with one hand and called Qu Yun several times, but she hung up on him every time.

He opened the SMS page again and sent a message.

"When are you planning to pick up your son this month?"

With him.