Kyoto Night Kiss

A commotion arose below the stage.

"Why isn't the groom taking out the ring yet? Is he unwilling?"

"Such a grand wedding, and this kind of thing happens, it's really disgraceful."

"I'm afraid the worst is yet to come. I heard the bride and groom haven't even gotten their marriage certificate yet, and the groom has always had another woman in his heart..."

Yan Suling sat upright in the main seat, listening to the whispers around her. The smug smile on her face disappeared completely, and her expression gradually turned cold.

She didn't understand what her son wanted to do.

But she knew that Lu Junhe would definitely go through with this marriage.

Tang Bingqing was stiff all over, and even her exquisite bridal makeup couldn't hide her pale face.

She gritted her teeth and called out, "Lu Junhe!"

Seeing that the man in front of her was ignoring her, Tang Bingqing followed his gaze and saw that he was looking at Qu Yun!

Qu Yun quickly turned her face away, turning her back to the stage.

We've already come this far.

She didn't understand what Lu Junhe meant by looking at her in front of everyone.

Just as the host urged Tang Bingqing to take out her wedding ring to break the awkwardness, the large screen behind the stage suddenly lit up, and before the screen appeared, a woman's shy moaning sound came out.

And the man's restrained, gentle coaxing: "We've tried it before, it's not scary, right?"

"Sweetie, relax a little. If it hurts, bite me. Your lips are bleeding."

Qu Yun felt the voice was familiar, and suddenly looked up. The private scene that popped up on the screen was indeed the one she and Lu Junhe had that night on the island.

The entire room fell silent; everyone was watching intently.

Tang Bingqing was the second person to recognize her. After a moment's thought, she remembered that it was she who had asked someone to give Qu Yun that medicine.

But why was this video, which she had ordered to be deleted long ago, still played at her wedding?

Which bitch is trying to ruin her wedding like this?!

"Turn it off..." Tang Bingqing roared, her wedding dress falling off in her agitation. Like a madwoman, her hair disheveled, she shouted everywhere, "Are all the people in the hotel dead?"

"Go and turn this video off right now! I'm getting married, I want to go ahead with my wedding!"

Hotel staff rushed to the server room, but the computers seemed to be infected with a virus and couldn't stop the video from playing.

With a cold face, Lu Junhe snatched the microphone from the host and smashed it directly at the LED screen, accidentally blackening the part of Qu Yun's face that was about to be revealed.

The video didn't stop; it was still playing.

On the small single bed, the woman's slender legs were striking, while her upper body was almost entirely obscured by the back of the man kneeling on the bed.

Qu Yun's mind went blank as she stared intently at the large screen.

The whispers of her colleagues around her reached her ears.

"What's going on? Why does that voice in the video sound like... Manager Qu?"

"Is that man the groom today?"

"Holy crap, Manager Qu and President Lu are actually having an affair! How can she even have the nerve to plan this wedding...?"

Qu Yun noticed that prying eyes kept sweeping across her face. She felt uncontrollably ashamed and frightened, and her shoulders trembled as she involuntarily backed away, wanting to escape.

Suddenly, her back accidentally bumped into the champagne tower that had been piled up behind her.

The cups collided and fell to the ground, making a series of crisp, ear-piercing clanging sounds.

The chatter in the banquet hall abruptly ceased, and all eyes turned to Qu Yun.

Surprise, amusement, disdain, sarcasm...

A cacophony of gazes enveloped the melody.

She could barely breathe.

Lu Junhe also looked over and noticed that Qu Yun's expression was not right, so he stepped off the stage.

Tang Bingqing pulled him back, subtly threatening, "Neither of the two people in the video have shown their faces yet, so our PR team can still handle it."

"Are you going to search for the melody like this because you're afraid no one will guess it?"

Qu Yun gripped her neck tightly, trying to breathe.

In her disheveled state, she met Lu Junhe's gaze.

Without hesitation, the latter pushed Tang Bingqing aside and walked towards her.

Qu Yun's legs went weak, and almost instinctively, she ran wildly toward the exit of the banquet hall.

She didn't want to stay in that suffocating place any longer.

She didn't want to see anyone.

She doesn't want anything, she doesn't want anything at all...

"Madam, watch out!"

When Qu Yun reached the door, she accidentally bumped into two people, but she didn't care and continued running towards the hotel entrance.

When Hu Manman saw the two policemen who appeared just in time, her lips almost stretched to the back of her ears in a wide grin.

That was brilliant, absolutely brilliant.

Her allies should also see the fate of those who ruined them today before they feel satisfied.

When Lu Junhe saw Qu Yun's departing figure, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to chase after her. However, before he could take a few steps, two policemen who walked in from the door blocked his way.

"Get out of the way." A fierce look appeared between Lu Junhe's brows.

One of the police officers, with a solemn expression, stepped forward, showed his identification, and said without hesitation, "Hello, are you Lu Junhe? We are now arresting you in accordance with the law."

"Upon investigation, you are suspected of illegal detention and intentional homicide. Please cooperate with us immediately and return to the police station for investigation."

The moment the police officer finished speaking, the entire room erupted in uproar.

Lu Junhe's gaze was still fixed on the direction of the banquet hall exit.

He didn't want to pay attention to the two policemen who had appeared out of nowhere, but as soon as he moved, the two of them worked together to subdue him and handcuffed him.

He had no chance to escape.

The groom was taken away, and the wedding turned into a complete farce.

Tang Bingqing sat down on the ground, as if her soul had been ripped out, and kept letting out cold laughs...

Qu Yun ran to the hotel parking lot, where the car the hotel had provided for her was covered in dust.

Without hesitation, she got into the car and started it.

She doesn't care where she goes, as long as she doesn't stay in this place any longer.

The wheels made a sound as they rolled over the road.

Qu Yun's car hadn't gone far when two cars with flashing police lights left the hotel one step behind, heading in the opposite direction.

The night grew thicker, and the streetlights along the way became increasingly sparse.

Qu Yun stared blankly at the road ahead, her hands and feet seemingly operating the vehicle only with her remaining instincts.

She couldn't remember which roads she had driven along, nor did she care about finding her way. She only knew to follow the navigation, and a heavy sense of oppression lingered in her heart.

After driving for countless hours, the darkness gradually faded from the horizon, and the morning light slowly pierced through the earth.

Qu Yun slammed on the brakes, and the surrounding scenery became clear and bright.

She actually... unconsciously returned to this place.

"Knock knock." Someone knocked hard on the car window from outside.

Qu Yun's heart was pounding in her throat.