Fog Returns to the Capital

Chapter 93 Why did you come here?
……

Before Li Wu could respond, a cold and sharp voice rang out behind her.

"Mr. Zhou, what a coincidence."

It was the man sitting in the main seat in the private room.

His gaze swept across Li Wu's face, his eyebrows and eyes smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "And who is this?"

Zhou Jinghuai reached out and pulled Li Wu closer to him, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the other person's view.

His voice was calm and composed. "My girlfriend."

Zhou Jinghuai was tall and imposing, and Li Wu was so small and delicate in his arms. It looked as if Zhou Jinghuai was completely protecting her, not allowing anyone to get any closer.

Hear the words.

The man shifted his gaze from Li Wu to Zhou Jinghuai, a smile playing on his lips, but his voice was icy cold. "I had long heard that the upright and virtuous Mr. Zhou had fallen into worldly desires for love, but I thought he was just making it up."

"Having seen it with my own eyes today, I have no choice but to believe it to some extent."

Perhaps it was the chill in the man's voice that made Li Wu's petite body tremble almost imperceptibly after he finished speaking.

Zhou Jinghuai silently pulled her closer.

"It's a rare opportunity to meet you today, Mr. Zhou. Would you like to come in and have a seat?"

The man looked at Zhou Jinghuai and invited him with a smile.

The words fell.

Li Wu suddenly lifted her head from Zhou Jinghuai's arms, her face deathly pale, with a hint of fear and disbelief still lingering in the depths of her eyes.

But before Li Wu could speak, Zhou Jinghuai had already refused in a low voice, "I'm afraid that won't work."

My girlfriend is very strict.

The man paused for a moment, then smiled.

His gaze, which fell on Li Wu again, was much deeper than before.

"Then let's wait until another day. I'll prepare the wine. Mr. Zhou, you must give me that face," the man said, his smile unchanged.

Without saying yes or no, Zhou Jinghuai grabbed Li Wu's wrist and left.

"Go apologize to Director Li for me. Tonight's dinner party will be postponed."

As Zhou Jinghuai strode past Secretary Lin, he uttered a deep, resonant sentence.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Secretary Lin responded respectfully.

……

The magnificent club is like a resplendent palace, its lights always on, dazzling and splendid.

After coming out.

Li Wu was struggling to keep up with Zhou Jinghuai's pace, but she didn't say anything. She just tried her best to pull her hand out of Zhou Jinghuai's grasp.

But Li Wu tried several times, all to no avail. Instead, Zhou Jinghuai gripped her even tighter.

After walking some distance.

Zhou Jinghuai then stopped.

When he turned to look at Li Wu, his expression was unreadable, but his voice was deep, "Why did you come here?"

Li Wu was still reeling from what she had just witnessed when she suddenly heard Zhou Jinghuai ask this question.

Perhaps because Zhou Jinghuai had been too gentle with Li Wu before, hearing his cold and clear voice suddenly sounded like an interrogation to her.

Her pupils widened slightly, and her voice trembled as she spoke—"If you can come, why can't I!"

As if she had thought of something, Li Wu suddenly shook off Zhou Jinghuai's hand and took several steps back.

Her face was deathly pale, and as if answering her own question, she said, "Someone of your status can certainly come, and someone will even make special arrangements for you..."

I remembered what the person in the private room said—"I'll prepare some wine and invite Zhou Jinghuai another day."

Li Wu's heart felt as if it had fallen into an abyss, so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

In their eyes, whether it's a celebrity worth tens of millions or a dignified and elegant news anchor, they are all the same.

Li Wu didn't want to recall that scene from not long ago, nor did she want to talk about it anymore, and turned to leave.

But she had only just turned around, and hadn't even taken a step forward, when Zhou Jinghuai suddenly reached out and pulled her back. "You didn't answer the phone before, and now you want to leave as soon as you see me?"

Li Wu was suddenly pulled into Zhou Jinghuai's arms and couldn't break free at all.

She reached out to push Zhou Jinghuai away, "Let go of me... um."

Before Li Wu could finish speaking, Zhou Jinghuai lowered his head and kissed her lips, drowning out the rest of her words.

……

……

Not a moment later.

Li Wu went limp.

Because she didn't have time to catch her breath, she was kissed until she was almost suffocating. Her face turned red, and pitiful, broken tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

By the time Li Wu came to her senses, Zhou Jinghuai had already led her to the back seat of the car.

She curled up in the back seat, panting heavily.

At first, Li Wu's eyes were just filled with physiological tears from being unable to breathe.

Then, one tear after another fell silently.

She was crying silently.

Zhou Jinghuai, who originally just wanted to give Li Wu some breathing room, suddenly paused when he saw her tears fall.

Tears fell one after another onto her clothes, leaving a ring of water stains.

It was like the damp rain of a winter night, seeping into his heart.

Looking at her, the emotions that had been building up in Zhou Jinghuai's heart inexplicably vanished completely.

Why bother arguing with a little girl?

There was a pause.

Zhou Jinghuai reached out and pulled Li Wu, who was curled up in the corner, onto his lap. He took out two tissues and gently wiped away her tears. "Don't cry."

Zhou Jinghuai's voice softened.

His attempts to comfort her only made things worse; the more he tried, the more tears Li Wu shed.

“You’ve gone too far…” Li Wu choked out.

"Yes, I went too far."

Looking at Li Wu's red eyes, Zhou Jinghuai gently echoed her words.

It quieted down.

Zhou Jinghuai gently pressed the corners of Li Wu's reddened eyes with his warm fingertips, his voice softening, "Can we stop arguing?"

"It's pretty boring."