Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 42 Qi Zhiwen Comes to the Door
Cao Cao was fond of other men's wives, and Huo Jingcheng's current behavior is no less so.

When Qi Zhiwen entered, he, like Chen Zheyan, uttered the same exclamation.

Qi Zhiwen clicked his tongue twice, stared at Huo Jingcheng's face for a few seconds, a gloating smile appearing on his lips, and said leisurely, "That slap was no light one."

After the swelling was reduced with ice packs, it was much better than before, but the five-finger mark was still clearly visible. He couldn't help but shake his head and commented, "That woman is really ruthless, both in heart and hand."

"It must be that Third Brother's deception skills are not good enough. You need to learn from Old Qi how to win over your goddess."

Huo Jingcheng smiled casually and added the last sentence in a hurry: "In the end, the goddess found out his true colors and divorced him in less than three years, not even wanting the child."

"..." Qi Zhiwen.

"At least we're still living together despite being divorced, so remarriage is just a matter of time," he said with great ambition.

Marriages between prominent families involve a complex web of interests, and divorce inevitably impacts the relationship between the two families. A bitter falling out and a complete breakdown in relations would be disastrous for both sides, making them the subject of gossip and ridicule. Therefore, the worst-case scenario is to "divorce but not separate," meaning that even if the marriage is dissolved, it must be done in a formal manner for the sake of appearances.

Qi Zhiwen frowned in displeasure. "Why are you bringing me up again? Weren't we talking about you and that landlady?"

He held a cigarette case in his hand, shook out a cigarette, and revealed half of its snow-white body. He took the cigarette out with his slender, well-defined fingers, placed it between his fingers, and tapped the cigarette butt on the table intermittently.

After a few seconds of thought, he put the cigarette to his lips, reached for the lighter beside him, lit it, and mumbled, "You really want to sleep with that proprietress?"

“You haven’t even reached an agreement with her on the terms, how could she possibly be willing? No matter what, she is still Su Mingyan’s little Xing’er on the surface.”

Since they were all friends, there was no need to hold back in their conversations. Qi Zhiwen felt that since the person was willing to be Su Mingyan's little star, he could definitely be swayed by money.

Chen Zheyan shook his head, expressing his opposition, "I don't think it's that easy. The courtyard house that Su Mingyan gave her is worth hundreds of millions on the market, not to mention the money he gave her privately, which must have been a considerable sum. Would she give up such a good benefit just to be with Lao San?"

He declared almost definitively: "If she liked the third brother, she wouldn't have slapped him."

Qi Zhiwen: "So you mean the third brother can't afford such a small amount?"

"Hey, don't be like that, I didn't say that." Chen Zheyan spread his hands, looking like he didn't.

"..."

Listening to his friends' chatter, Huo Jingcheng leaned back in his chair, crossed his long legs, closed his eyes slightly, and rested his hands on the armrests. He spoke in a calm and collected manner, "Take it slow, there's no rush."

Qi Zhiwen glanced at Huo Jingcheng, who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, squinted slightly, turned his head to look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, took a thoughtful drag of his cigarette, and slowly exhaled.

……

This kiss plunged Su Ruoyun's mood to rock bottom. Only when she returned home and saw "Panda" did her depression gradually dissipate.

The docile kitten sat solemnly on the sofa, while Su Ruoyun sat on the floor on the wool carpet, looking directly at it, and gently stroked its back intermittently.

My thoughts gradually drifted back to the morning.

Compared to the first accidental and fleeting encounter, the time in the morning, the man's thin lips truly pressed against hers.

The cool, soft touch lingered in her mind, and fragments of memories, like frames from an old movie, kept replaying in her mind. Su Ruoyun shook her head, trying to banish the images from her mind, and simply dismissed the sudden kiss from that morning as Huo Jingcheng's whim.

The next morning, Su Ruoyun went to the teahouse as usual, but was met with an uninvited guest.

Qi Zhiwen thought about it all night, tossing and turning, wanting to do this for his friend, so he came to the teahouse.

Approaching the front desk with a slight smile, he politely asked, "Hello, I'd like to meet the proprietress of your teahouse. I wonder if she's in the shop right now?"

As usual, Xiao Hu directly refused, saying, "I'm sorry, our boss doesn't see guests."

"Could you please ask her for me and tell her that Qi Er needs to see her about something?"

His words were sincere and polite, so Xiao Hu had no choice but to go to the side courtyard. She raised her hand and knocked on the door, the crisp sound echoing in the air.

She raised her eyes, glancing casually at the person who had come in. After recognizing Xiao Hu, she lowered her gaze again, focusing on the Jianzhan teacup in her hand. She gently picked up the tea scoop and asked, "Is there something you need?"

"Boss lady, there's a Mr. Qi outside who wants to see you."

Su Ruoyun asked casually, with a hint of nonchalance, "Which President Qi?"

“It’s just…” Xiao Hu walked to Su Ruoyun’s side, leaned down slightly, put his head close to her ear, and whispered.

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun raised an eyebrow slightly.

Qi Zhiwen? What does he want with her?
"Then please invite him over."

It was several minutes later when Qi Zhiwen slowly crossed the threshold and sat down opposite Su Ruoyun.

Su Ruoyun took a clean cup from the teak tray on the long table, picked up the teapot beside her, and poured a cup of warm water for Qi Zhiwen.

While she was pouring tea, Qi Zhiwen subtly observed her. It had been raining and slightly chilly in Beijing these past few days. She was wearing a long-sleeved, off-the-shoulder top with the neckline slipping down her shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone and slender neck. She wore simple black jeans with the cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing her bony ankles.

Her features were delicate and beautiful, with her long hair half-tied back and a few loose strands adding to her refined and elegant appearance. When she sat quietly on the couch, she lowered her head and covered her brows, like a graceful lotus flower. When she didn't smile, she had a touch of aloofness and coldness.

When the glass was placed next to Qi Zhiwen, he took it, took a small sip, and used the glass to cover most of his face, concealing his intentions.

As Qi Zhiwen put down his cup, he had already mentally prepared his response, but...

Taking things slowly and methodically is the most effective approach; being too direct can actually make things worse.

The slap on Huo Jingcheng's face was still vivid in his mind.

So he kept circling around the topic, never getting to the point. He kept rambling on about how good the teahouse was doing, or about what kind of tea it had, but he never showed any interest in buying any.

Su Ruoyun's breathing became slightly heavy, her delicate brows furrowed, and she asked bluntly, "What exactly did you want to see me about?"

The battle begins again! From June 6.25th to 28th, please read diligently, my darlings, and try to read the latest chapter every day. Those who want to save up chapters should definitely finish reading all 8 chapters on the 28th.

If I pass this round of the PK, I'll add one chapter for each round, so there will be a total of three chapters added at once! It's the final PK round! Please support me, my darlings! Mua~
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