Deep Fog Kiss

With a curt rebuke, Jiang Li's smile vanished, and she glared coldly at Xiang Xinyao.

"Xiang Xinyao, you've eaten too much shit, your mouth stinks."

Xiang Xinyao was surprised that Jiang Li spoke so rudely in public. Her usually quiet face was contorted with anger, and her expression changed from pale to red.

Her friends were also surprised by such rude words, muttering under their breath, "Yaoyao, who is this person? He speaks so rudely."

Jiang Li toyed with the car keys in her hand dismissively. "I have even worse stuff to say. Want to hear it?"

"Ginger and Pear".

Xiang Xinyao stepped forward, suppressing her anger and forcing a smile. "You know perfectly well how you got this car. I'm just trying to remind you that you're getting married, so don't be so inconsiderate."

Her gaze shifted from the sports car to the logo of Shile Media Company, and then to Jiang Li. Her eyes narrowed as she made out Jiang Li's dress.

She had only seen this dress at a fashion show; it was a high-end couture piece, and there was only one of its kind for the season.

The dress she had longed for for so long was now actually being worn by Jiang Li.

She sneered inwardly; Jiang Li did indeed have a face that made men willing to spend money on her.

Despite her resentment and jealousy, she maintained a faint smile. "I advise you to cut ties with your sugar daddies before you get engaged to Tang Lin. If the Tang family finds out about your dirty deeds and ruins the marriage, my father won't let you off the hook."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li smiled knowingly.

Based on just one car, Xiang Xinyao conjured up a whole drama of her being kept by a sugar daddy from Shile Media.

"Are you panicking?"

She stepped forward in her high heels, meeting Xiang Xinyao's disdainful gaze, and smiled faintly, "Are you particularly afraid that I won't be engaged to Tang Lin, and then your father will have to marry you off to him for the sake of our business deal?"

"Why should I panic?" Xiang Xinyao chuckled. "Jiang Li, you should know how to be grateful. You should thank my family for letting you marry Tang Lin. At least you'll have no worries about food and clothing in the future, which is much better than being someone's lowly canary."

She looked at Jiang Li's beautiful face, her eyes burning with jealousy mixed with smugness, "Life is like climbing a mountain. Marrying Tang Lin is the highest point you can reach."

Her gaze fell on the blindingly red sports car behind Jiang Li, then on the perfectly fitted dress she was wearing. "Don't dream of climbing the social ladder. With your family background and character, you're not worthy."

As soon as he finished speaking, an untimely gurgling sound came from between the two of them, who were very close together.

Jiang Li rubbed her rumbling stomach, looked up and asked, "Are you done?"

Xiang Xinyao's words did not elicit any reaction from Jiang Li, but made her face turn a little uglier.

"Xiang Xinyao".

Jiang Li called out to her with a smile, "Let me remind you, if you're bored, go lick the toilet, don't chatter on in front of me."

After saying that, she ignored Xiang Xinyao's flushed and pale face, opened the car door, got in, and started the sports car.

The wheels rolled forward twice, and the vehicle stopped next to Xiang Xinyao.

Jiang Li tapped the steering wheel lightly with her fingers and glanced at the other person, "Xiang Yaojie probably couldn't bear to buy you such an expensive sports car, right? You should find a sugar daddy to give you a big sports car tomorrow."

She smiled and stepped on the gas.

The sports car sped past, leaving only a trail of exhaust fumes.

Xiang Xinyao stared at the departing sports car, her nails digging tightly into her palms.

After all these years, Jiang Li is still so annoying!

"Yaoyao, is she a relative of yours?" her friend said indignantly. "She's so rude, she has no manners at all."

"A relative?" Xiang Xinyao scoffed. "When she was little, she was just a maid in our family, serving tea and cooking. She lived a life worse than one of our dogs."

"Her parents are both dead, she's an orphan, what kind of upbringing can she expect?"

"No parents?" My friend looked surprised, then added, "But she does have a pretty face. Look at her car and her clothes, they're quite expensive."

"Yeah." Xiang Xinyao crossed her arms and looked in the direction Jiang Li had gone. "That's all she's good for. She relies on her looks to sell her body for resources and make a living off her youth. I don't know how miserable she'll be in a few years."

"She's kept by a man and still has all that confidence." My friend scoffed. "Isn't she afraid of anyone, being so arrogant?"

"Of course."

There was a man whom Jiang Li treated like a mouse before a cat.

Thinking of this person, Xiang Xinyao's smug smile deepened, and the corners of her lips curved up. "He'll be back soon, and then she'll be in for a world of hurt."

......

The orange-red sun was setting, and dusk was approaching.

A pure black Maybach slowly drove into Beishan Villa.

The car door opened, and the man bent down to get out. His elegant black shirt was tucked into his narrow waist, and his perfectly wrinkle-free suit trousers encased a pair of incredibly long and straight legs.

Gu Zhishen, with a dark suit jacket draped over his arm, stepped into the house.

Standing in the empty living room, he glanced around the room but did not see that familiar figure.

However, according to the notification sent by her phone, her car returned to the villa before 4 p.m.

He looked up towards Jiang Li's bedroom upstairs, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Chung Chiu-wen was instructing the chef to prepare dinner when she hurriedly came forward and took the coat from the man's hand.

"Mr. Gu, dinner is ready."

Where are they?

Gu Zhishen asked in a cold voice.

Zhong Qiuwen quickly realized what was happening, "Miss Jiang is resting upstairs. She said she doesn't need to wait for her for dinner."

Gu Zhishen frowned. "Have you eaten?"

"Probably not, Miss Jiang said she has no appetite."

No appetite?

She usually has a very good appetite when she's at home.

How come I've lost my appetite after only being back for two days?

Without saying a word, he turned and went upstairs.

......

Jiang Li returned to the villa and went to her room to write a script until it got dark, when she heard the sound of a car slowly driving in.

Gu Zhishen is back!

She immediately got up from the sofa, put away her laptop, and lay back down on the bed.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Jiang Li, open the door."

Through the door, Gu Zhishen's voice was clear and cold.

"Ginger and Pear".

The person at the door seemed to be running out of patience; a few seconds later, the door was pushed open.

At the same time, Jiang Li was about to open the door, but before she could even grasp the doorknob, she almost bumped into the door frame.

Just then, a hand with distinct knuckles quickly gripped the door frame.

The back of his hand slid across her forehead.

At the same time, a familiar, crisp, cool woody scent quickly enveloped her.

Looking up, I saw a slender, fair hand on the door frame, with strong, defined fingers.

Looking up, her eyes met Gu Zhishen's handsome face, so beautiful it made her heart race.

"...Uncle?"

The next second, the man's eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed slightly.

The person inside was wearing a pure white cotton nightgown, looked unwell, and slumped over, like a wilted rabbit.

"uncomfortable?"

Gu Zhishen stared at her pale face, his voice deep.

Jiang Li pursed her thin lips, lowered her eyes, and shook her head.

Just as I was about to look away, I was suddenly forced to raise my face.

Gu Zhishen pinched her cheek with his thumb and forefinger, leaning down slightly to examine her pale face.

"Where do you feel unwell?"

As the distance closed, his breath fell on Jiang Li's face.

Jiang Li looked up and met his gaze, her eyes meeting his deep, dark eyes.

Their eyes met, and their breaths mingled in the air.

Jiang Li's heart raced, and the temperature on her face rose slightly.

Staring at the man's sexy, thin lips, she swallowed.

My mind is filled with just two words.

I want to kiss you.