Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 68: Lights-Out Kiss Event

Chapter 68: Lights-Out Kiss Event

In the first-floor hall, bright lights illuminated the elegantly dressed crowd. Some influencers and celebrities were taking photos with their teams, while couples enjoyed the late-night sea breeze on the deck.

Song Shimu wanted to see what was happening downstairs, so Lu Zhijin accompanied her.

The crystal chandelier, exquisitely shaped, shimmered softly. The white marble floor was smooth and polished, with long tables displaying various delicate petits fours. Waiters in shirts and bow ties moved through the crowd, carrying trays of colorful fruit wines.

The first and second floors were connected, with an open ceiling space in the center of the first floor. The second floor housed various themed entertainment areas.

Taking the elevator directly to the second floor, Song Shimu gracefully descended the spiral staircase arm-in-arm with Lu Zhijin.

The Lu couple’s entrance immediately captured everyone’s attention. Many still remembered the viral photo from days prior – the notoriously aloof and detached Young Master Lu gazing tenderly at his wife in the image, waiting patiently in line without complaint. This had won them numerous fans who followed their high-society romance.

Song Shimu wore her hair swept up, revealing her slender swan-like neck. Her lotus-root-colored strapless mermaid gown featured delicate pleating at the bust, accentuating her enviable curves – full chest, narrow waist, and shapely hips.

Lu Zhijin carefully guided Song Shimu down the stairs, his hair neatly styled to show his smooth forehead. With deep-set features, profound eyes, and a sharp jawline, he cut a handsome figure.

“A Jin, you’re here too?”

Zhang Hanzhi suddenly appeared in a black cocktail dress. Though Lu Zhijin’s expression remained unchanged, she could clearly detect the instant layer of disgust and impatience in his usually calm eyes.

Clenching her teeth secretly, Zhang Hanzhi tried to cling to Lu Zhijin’s arm coquettishly, but he deftly avoided her.

“Zhang Hanzhi, my parents aren’t here to back you up this time.”

The warning in Lu Zhijin’s voice was unmistakable. He had tolerated her behavior out of respect for Master Lu, but it went against his nature. If Zhang Hanzhi persisted, he saw no need to maintain pretense – nothing mattered compared to Song Shimu.

Zhang Hanzhi momentarily restrained herself, pouting as she deliberately tried to display their closeness to the crowd.

“A Jin, how can you be like this? I’m still your sister, after all!”

“Don’t casually claim relations with the Lu family,” Lu Zhijin flatly rejected.

“We grew up together! How can you treat me like this!”

As the Green Tea behavior intensified, Song Shimu gently squeezed Lu Zhijin’s hand. With a sweet smile, she interrupted the other woman’s act.

“Honey, I’d like to go take a look over there.”

“Alright.”

Lu Zhijin immediately led Song Shimu away without sparing Zhang Hanzhi another glance.

“Song Shimu, you—!”

Zhang Hanzhi gritted her teeth, fists clenched tightly. That woman was doing it on purpose!

“Handsome gentlemen and beautiful ladies, are you enjoying tonight’s service?”

The host appeared on the second-floor balcony, his enthusiastic mood infecting everyone.

“The most anticipated moment is coming! Please identify your desired partners nearby – the highly anticipated ‘Midnight Kiss’ segment is about to begin!”

The moment the announcement ended, the crowd below erupted in excitement. This was an annual event at the cruise ship party—the lights would go out for three minutes. You could pre-select your kissing target, and when the lights came back on, you could choose to leave or confess your feelings!

It was Song Shimu’s first time hearing about this activity. Unfortunately, she had just gone to fetch a cake and had been separated from her companion for a while when the host began the countdown.

“Romantic kiss blackout countdown—five, four…”

Song Shimu anxiously scanned the crowd for Lu Zhijin, but by then, everyone had gathered downstairs. The place was packed, making it difficult to move through the throng.

“Three, two, one!”

The bright lights went out instantly, plunging the hall into darkness. The air buzzed with murmurs and shuffling as people hurried toward their pre-chosen targets. Some had already locked lips in haste.

Song Shimu raised her hands to clear a path when suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist. With a firm tug, she stumbled into a solid embrace.

Frowning slightly, Song Shimu sensed the person leaning in. She turned her face away and pushed against the chest in front of her—this wasn’t Lu Zhijin!

She tried to twist free, but the man gave her no chance, his strong arms pinning her tightly against him.

“Let me go!”

Song Shimu grew angry, irritated by the man’s forceful behavior.

“Why are you rejecting me?” a gritted, furious voice hissed near her ear.

Lin Xun?

Song Shimu’s expression hardened, her tone turning cold.

“President Lin, please show some respect.”

Hah! Lin Xun let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh. She always addressed him so formally now—”President Lin.” She was no longer the innocent, trusting girl who had once offered him handfuls of corn to feed pigeons together.

Seizing the moment he was lost in thought, Song Shimu broke free and continued her search for Lu Zhijin.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhijin was also anxiously looking for her, though he himself was being harassed by an unwanted admirer.

Zhang Hanzhi seized the opportunity while Song Shimu was absent, wrapping her arms around Lu Zhijin. Rising on her toes, she aimed for his face, but Lu Zhijin twisted her wrist and shoved her away.

“A Jin! It’s me!”

Zhang Hanzhi winced, rubbing her sore wrist, then tried to loop her arms around his neck again.

Lu Zhijin’s patience ran out. He swiftly twisted her arms behind her back and casually flung her aside. In the dark, silent hall, a heavy thud echoed as she hit the floor.

Soft, melodious music drifted through every corner of the first-floor hall. Many young couples were already kissing, while others continued searching for their targets.

Two yearning hearts beat quietly amid the crowd. They pushed through the sea of people, rejecting all others, determined only to find each other’s hand.

In the darkness, their hands brushed—fingertips sparking a jolt of electricity. Song Shimu’s heart fluttered. The next moment, she was pulled into a familiar embrace, the crisp scent of his cologne filling her senses.

“Finally found you.”

Lu Zhijin’s low, husky voice—unmistakably his—washed over her. Song Shimu’s anxious heart finally settled. While she had been searching restlessly for him, he had been steadfastly looking for her, too.

Song Shimu wrapped her slender, lotus-root-like arms around his neck, tilting her head up to accurately capture his thin lips in a kiss.

A smirk tugged at Lu Zhijin’s mouth. His large hand circled her slender waist, pulling her closer as he lowered his head to meet her soft lips in the dark.

The host began the countdown to relight the room. Around them, sounds of couples parting and hurried footsteps filled the air.

Song Shimu’s arm rested on Lu Zhijin’s shoulder, her ears deaf to everything around her. No one knew how panicked she had felt during that minute when she couldn’t find Lu Zhijin.

The lights flicked on abruptly, but a second before, Lu Zhijin had placed his hand over Song Shimu’s eyes, shielding them from the sudden glare.

As the hall regained its brightness, some girls blushed shyly. Gradually, everyone released each other, though a few held hands with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

At the very center of the hall, a handsome man like a prince held his princess in a devout kiss.

Surrounding them, some began to applaud, gazing with envy at this fairytale romance.

But in a corner, someone stared darkly at this glaring scene, fists clenched tightly.