Kyoto Night Kiss

"Tap tap" The glass rang.

The black luxury car remained completely still, showing no sign of rolling down its windows.

Qu Yun waited quietly for a few seconds, and when there was no response from inside the car, she finally composed herself and prepared to leave.

Just as she turned around, she heard a faint mechanical sound.

She turned back again and saw the dimly lit car interior. The man's profile was sharp and cold; his gaze swept over her indifferently, and his voice was detached: "What is it?"

Qu Yun smiled and asked softly, "Is the injury on your shoulder any better?"

After leaving the hospital that time, she never heard from Lu Junhe again.

After he finished speaking, the carriage fell silent for a moment.

There was no warmth in Lu Junhe's eyes. He asked indifferently, "Do you really care?"

Qu Yun hesitated, unable to refute the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

There's no need to argue.

Lu Junhe narrowed his eyes, looking at the silent woman in front of him, his heart sinking little by little.

Did he ask a really difficult question?

Qu Yun is now unwilling to say a word to him.

Lu Junhe gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Just then, the woman standing outside the car door finally spoke. She called his name, her voice as gentle and pleasant as ever.

Lu Junhe raised his head.

Qu Yun continued, "Happy Wedding."

How dare she!

How could she say it so casually!

Lu Junhe's throat tightened, as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand. He couldn't breathe. He looked at Qu Yun, his chest heaving violently.

He was about to open the car door, then hug this heartless woman tightly in his arms, using kisses instead of punishment.

He silenced her the moment she opened her mouth.

Until she never dared to speak so carelessly again.

Then, they eloped to a place where no one knew them.

But when he looked up again, all he could see was Qu Yun's back as she walked to the door.

Lu Junhe gave a weak, forced smile.

Qu Yun's so-called weighing of pros and cons is simply giving up on it.

He's really pathetic.

Then let's proceed according to the original plan; he shouldn't have had any unrealistic expectations in the first place.

Lu Junhe lowered his head and accidentally rested it on the horn of the steering wheel.

A sharp sound immediately pierced the night sky.

Qu Yun paused for a moment, but did not turn around and walked into the house.

Two more minutes until today is over.

Her body was exhausted, but her mind couldn't sleep, so she could only toss and turn in bed.

Would she feel much better if Lu Junhe said "Happy Birthday" to her?

Forget it, what right does a bad person like her have...?

After a while, the phone rang.

The screen was glaringly bright in the dark.

Qu Yun's pupils contracted as she stared at the contents of the screen in disbelief.

Lu Junhe transferred money to her bank card five times, each time 20 million.

A total of one hundred million.

As the recipient of the gift, she didn't even have the right to refuse it.

The last transfer also included a note.

Happy birthday, for the last time.

This is truly the last time.

*

The wedding took place as scheduled the following day.

As night fell, the wedding banquet hall was brightly lit, with layers of light spilling onto the expensive flowers, creating an atmosphere of grandeur and luxury.

Qu Yun stood at the entrance to greet the guests. Tonight's guests were all prominent figures in Beijing, and the hotel couldn't afford to offend them.

Therefore, it is necessary for her, the general manager, to stand here.

Whenever a guest entered the venue, Qu Yun would nod slightly in greeting.

"Hey, why isn't the bride changing into her wedding dress? Why is she standing here in her hotel uniform?" A young man's teasing voice suddenly rang out.

Qu Yun looked up and saw a certain carefree young master. She had run into him a few times before when she was with Lu Junhe.

This man's intention to cause trouble was quite obvious. After all, he had received an invitation and couldn't possibly not know that today's bride was named Tang Bingqing.

Qu Yun was looked up and down by him several times.

He pulled the person next to him and said, "Isn't that right? It's the one who used to be with Lu Junhe, he treasured her like crazy, and even said he would definitely marry her..."

"Things have changed, people have changed, and even the bride is no longer the same!"

The person next to them was relatively rational, pulling their friend into the room while yelling, "That's enough! You're already drunk before we've even started drinking?"

Qu Yun ignored this little incident.

Tonight, Zhao Yao and Ruan Zhilian only sent monetary gifts; neither of them attended the event.

She understood what they meant.

A colleague came over to call for help, saying that the bride needed assistance.

When Qu Yun saw that there were hardly any new guests coming, she went to the bride's rest room.

Tang Bingqing had already changed into her wedding dress. The dress was extremely elaborate and luxurious, with tiny diamonds and pearls densely interwoven and arranged. The skirt was long and heavy, and it was decorated with three-dimensional carvings and beadwork.

Seeing Qu Yun in the mirror, Tang Bingqing subconsciously frowned: "Why is it you...?"

"Could you please ask one of your junior employees to help me lift the train of my wedding dress?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qu Yun deftly picked it up, her face expressionless: "Let's go, the ceremony is about to begin."

Seeing her so readily agree, Tang Bingqing quickly said, "Thanks."

It seems like today's wedding will definitely go smoothly.

She can finally have her life settled.

Hu Manman squeezed in before the banquet hall doors closed.

She randomly found an inconspicuous spot at a table and sat down, then secretly sent a message from under the table.

"I've successfully entered. You can get ready and wait for my signal."

After receiving the confirmation reply, Hu Manman curled her lips into a smile, a hint of ruthlessness flashing across her eyes.

She and her new ally put in a lot of effort to prepare this "gift".

Today, she's not only going to ruin this wedding, but also kill three birds with one stone: ruin the lives of those three people who are making her life miserable!

The crystal chandelier gradually dimmed.

The melodious wedding march replaced the noisy conversations at the scene, and everyone's attention was focused on the stage.

The emcee, dressed in an exquisite gown, stepped to the front of the stage and officially announced the start of the wedding.

As the door at the end of the red carpet opened, Tang Bingqing walked in arm in arm with her father, the rhinestones on her wedding dress sparkling brilliantly under the spotlight.

The melody quietly moved to the most secluded corner.

She slightly raised her eyes, her gaze passing over the throng of people and landing directly on the high platform.

Lu Junhe was dressed in a crisp black suit, and he was tall and slender.

His face was stern, and his expression was blank as he stood quietly waiting.

Qu Yun silently measured the distance between herself and this man with her eyes.

The first time was when he returned to give a speech as a representative of outstanding graduates from the school.

The second time was when he mingled among powerful figures in the business world, attracting much attention.

The third time was at his wedding.

It's getting farther and farther away.

The bride has come up on stage; it's time to exchange wedding rings.

Lu Junhe's arms hung limply at his sides, without making any movement.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly became subtle and tense.

The host went from gently reminding him to awkwardly urging him, but Lu Junhe didn't respond at all.

A murmur of whispers rose from the guest seats.

Qu Yun also raised her head and looked at the stage.

Just then, Lu Junhe's deep gaze fell upon them.

—He looked at her.

Hu Manman sent the coded message on her phone: "Now!"

Meanwhile, two police cars were parked on the first floor of the hotel.