Deep Fog Kiss

In the past, she would have been happy.

But given their current relationship, how can they possibly live together under one roof?

With what relationship, and in what capacity?

Can people who have shared a bed and had physical intimacy maintain a normal uncle-nephew relationship and live under the same roof?

It's inappropriate both emotionally and logically.

Moreover, she never denied that she coveted Gu Zhishen.

Sharing a room with him, she didn't know what outrageous things she might do to him.

It might be even crazier than it was four years ago, who knows?

"I have no interest in living here," Gu Zhishen said in a clear and indifferent voice.

Her hesitant and frozen smile seemed somewhat jarring to him.

She gets this scared just from the mention of him moving in.

I wonder who it was that was crying and begging him not to leave back then.

Now that its wings have hardened, it can indeed fly farther.

Perhaps, we don't need him anymore.

"I knew it!"

Jiang Li suppressed the dryness in her throat and smiled as she met the man's scrutinizing gaze behind his glasses. "It really isn't appropriate for me to live here. It wouldn't be convenient if Uncle brought another woman back next time."

"You've thought of everything quite thoroughly."

Gu Zhishen stood up, his expression cold and distant. "No other woman is coming over. You stay here quietly until you find a place to live before moving out."

His calm tone carried an unyielding command.

After he finished speaking, he turned and strode away, his tall figure appearing even more upright in the morning light at the doorway.

They became increasingly cold and distant.

......

A red Ferrari Roma drove at a steady speed on a wide road.

Forty minutes later, the sports car arrived at a bustling section of Jingzhou CBD and drove into the parking lot of a towering office building.

As the elevator reached the twentieth floor, the doors had just opened when Jiang Li, before she could even see the studio's logo, was suddenly embraced by someone coming from the opposite direction.

"My pear, you've finally arrived!"

Shen Nianchu hugged her as if she were embracing her savior.

She pretended to cry and wiped away tears, saying, "Great! I finally don't have to fight this all alone anymore!"

"Don't cry, don't cry," Jiang Li comforted her. "Your pear is here."

Shen Nianchu wore a light blue suit, her figure was tall and slender, her delicate face was made up with clean and elegant makeup, and her long black hair was tied into a neat low ponytail, giving her a strong sense of mature womanhood.

In public, President Shen is decisive and efficient, but in front of Jiang Li, he's like a little bitter gourd complaining.

Jiang Li met Shen Nianchu two years ago, when she had just gone abroad to study.

She was in the same school and major as Shen Nianchu, and was exactly two years younger than Shen Nianchu.

The year she enrolled, Shen Nianchu graduated.

A screenwriting collaboration brought the two, who were from the same country but lived in different places, together like old friends.

Shen Nianchu returned to China after graduation, but maintained close contact with Jiang Li.

A year after she returned to China, Jiang Li received an invitation to become her partner.

Our expertise matches our skills, and our philosophies align.

Jiang Li immediately agreed.

So the two of them founded Echo Scriptwriting Studio.

The studio is in its initial stage, and its development focus is in China. Shen Nianchu has been taking care of everything for the past year or so, which makes Jiang Li feel grateful but also a little apologetic.

Now that she's back in China, it's time for her to share some of the burden with Shen Nianchu.

"What's going on with Shile Media?"

After venting her frustrations, Jiang Li got down to business, asking, "What did the other party say?"

"Temporary price reductions are nothing special."

Shen Nianchu led her into the company, saying as they walked, "Either they refuse to give a price, or they have other demands that we compromise on."

The studio isn't very big, but the design style is great and the environment is nice.

Stepping into the new office, the light is bright and the furnishings are simple yet stylish.

The bookshelf was especially full of books that Jiang Li liked.

Shen Nianchu asked with a smile, "Pear, do you like the office?"

"You know my preferences." Jiang Li sat in the leather chair, her hands resting on the armrests as she gently turned around, her eyes filled with satisfaction.

She picked up where Shen Nianchu left off, asking, "So, Shile Media wants us to relinquish our authorship rights?"

No matter what circle you're in, it all boils down to the two words "fame" and "profit".

Shile Media simply wants to control the script on these two points.

Sure enough, Shen Nianchu gave her a thumbs up. "You guessed right. Shile Media said that the film and television industry is in a slump recently, and they lose money on every film they make, so they are already short of funds."

"They heard that Tianze Capital had recently shown a trend of investing in the entertainment industry. Upon hearing this, Luo Hui wanted to approach the CEO of Tianze Capital to solicit investment."

At this point, Shen Nianchu spread her hands and shrugged, "As you know, the CEO of Tianze Capital only gave Luo Hui less than ten minutes, and left before he could even finish speaking."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.

Even without seeing it with her own eyes, she could imagine how aloof and disdainful Gu Zhishen looked at Luo Hui.

He's always been like this; he doesn't give a second glance to people or things he's dissatisfied with.

That damned old man Luo Hui deserved to die in front of him.

"What are you laughing at?"

Shen Nianchu suddenly tilted her head to look at the corners of her upturned lips.

"It's nothing," Jiang Li quickly suppressed a smile. "Go on."

Shen Nianchu took a sip of water. "Luo Hui failed to secure investment, but another screenwriting team offered him more favorable terms, wanting to credit our script under their team's name."

So the other party's meaning is very clear: the studio is given the choice between money or attribution.

You can not have it both ways.

Jiang Li scoffed after hearing this, "That old fox is quite shrewd."

No matter which option you choose, it's not the best choice for the studio.

"Have you arranged a time with them?" Jiang Li asked.

"Ten o'clock in the morning," Shen Nianchu said. "I'll be there in a bit."

"I'll go," Jiang Li stood up. "I wrote the script, I'll go and negotiate."

"You're going?" Shen Nianchu frowned slightly. "Luo Hui is cunning and treacherous. I'm afraid you'll be bullied by him if you go."

"I'm not a steamed bun," Jiang Li said with a smile and a wink. "I won't let him mold me into whatever he wants."

......

In the heart of Jingzhou City, the four large characters of the "Tianze Capital" logo soar into the sky.

A black luxury car slowly drove into the office building's parking garage.

The man sat in the back seat of the car, lighting a cigarette with his slender fingers.

While steadily steering the wheel, Yin Ming reported, "Boss, we've figured it out."

"The person who disrupted Miss Li and Tang Lin's wedding at Buyun Pavilion last night was named Wang Qiqi. She's Tang Lin's ex-girlfriend, not very well-known in the entertainment industry, so she dated Tang Lin for a while before they broke up a few months ago. Last night, Wang Qiqi suddenly showed up and made a scene, claiming she was pregnant with Tang Lin's child."

Buyun Pavilion is owned by the Gu family and is extremely private. Without the consent of the parties involved, it would be impossible for outsiders to break in and cause trouble.

Gu Zhishen leaned back in his seat, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Go on."

"The person who passed the message to Wang Qiqi was also a third-tier celebrity in the entertainment industry, named Shu Zi. She was also at Lingge the night before last, in Tang Lin's private room, and she was getting very close to Tang Lin."

Glancing at the man's expression in the rearview mirror, Yin Ming continued, "Shu Zi and Miss Li were classmates in high school, and they seem to have a good relationship."

Upon hearing this, the man in the back seat smiled knowingly, his narrow eyes unfathomable.

No wonder she went straight to Linge the night before last after returning to the country, and skillfully gave his membership card number to get in and find Tang Lin.

Last night, she deliberately had Shu Zi send a message to Wang Qiqi, intentionally causing Wang Qiqi to cause trouble.

Did she not intend to get engaged to Tang Lin, but rather to ruin the wedding?