Deep Fog Kiss

Jiang Li still remembers that summer night, also at the Lingge Club, in the top-floor private room.

There was no one else in the quiet private room; the air was filled with the cool scent of incense and fruit wine.

That night, fueled by alcohol, she straddled Gu Zhishen.

Under the crystal chandelier, the man was excessively handsome, with a superior physique and perfectly refined bone structure.

Just one glance was enough to make Jiang Li's heart pound.

Her hot breath sprayed onto the man's neck, her face flushed, her eyes glazed, her mind and eyes filled only with the man beneath her.

Her lips, reddened by tears, parted slightly as she called his name again and again, "Gu Zhishen, Gu Zhishen..."

The man leaned back on the sofa, his hand around her slender waist as he looked up at her flushed face, his amber eyes full of amusement. "Drunk?"

"I'm drunk." She nodded softly, a small dimple appearing at the corner of her lips. "Gu Zhishen, kiss me."

"How should we kiss?" the man asked with a wicked grin, his voice sexy and husky.

Jiang Li's eyes shimmered with tears as she lowered her head and bit his lip, seemingly dissatisfied.

Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her soft lips against his thin lips.

Her breath was rapid and hot, her kisses clumsy and awkward, completely haphazard. She was simply driven by the deep infatuation in her heart, biting and holding him, desperately wanting to possess him.

Their lips met, and she whispered, "Kiss me."

It sounded like a coquettish gesture, yet also like an invitation.

The atmosphere was ignited to its fullest extent, and the air was filled with an ambiguous feeling.

Her voice stirred his heart. The man raised an eyebrow, his eyes revealing a clear predatory intent. He gripped the back of her neck with the back of his hand, veins bulging, and pressed her down hard, taking the initiative and acting domineeringly and aggressively.

......

A simple "I don't know you" shattered all the intimacy they once shared.

Jiang Li stood there until the footsteps faded into the distance before she dared to turn around and look back, her gaze just catching the hem of his clothes as he turned away.

The swaying hem of the black suit seemed to float on Jiang Li's pounding heart.

It also seemed to be a fig leaf covering the distorted love in her heart.

Until that glimpse of his clothes disappeared from sight, his scent in the air gradually faded away.

Jiang Li forced a smile before daring to call his name in her heart.

"Gu Zhishen".

Jiang Li knew that he was also at the Lingge Club tonight. Luo Hui had gone to great lengths to invite him, hoping to secure his investment.

But she never expected to run into him here.

There are class differences in the business world, and there are also differences in status within the Beijing elite circle; even places like the Lingge Club are no exception.

The Lingge Club has a total of thirty floors. The bottom ten floors are for entertaining wealthy but not powerful clients like the Tang family.

The middle ten floors are open to the children of high-ranking officials in Beijing and the sons of wealthy families.

The tenth floor is where the powerful and wealthy families in Beijing, who have both a red background and are top-tier clans, go about their leisure.

The exclusive rights at the very top belong to the Gu family.

There is a private passage on the top floor. According to Jiang Li's understanding of him, Gu Zhishen never appears below the twentieth floor.

If Luo Hui wanted to invite him, he must have figured out his temperament beforehand and made sure to invite him to the twentieth floor.

How did I end up on the tenth floor again?

Of course, Jiang Li didn't think it was because he was there.

Because her return was so sudden, only the Tang and Xiang families knew about it.

Moreover, she didn't think Gu Zhishen would pay attention to her whereabouts.

After all, she said some very harsh things when she left back then.

Just like when he casually uttered the three words "I don't know," it was crisp and indifferent enough.

Bringing herself back to reality, she had already left the Lingge Clubhouse.

......

In August, the sky seemed to darken faster.

It was evening when I arrived, but now it's already dark.

After the start of autumn, a slight chill has already crept into the air.

Jiang Li wasn't wearing many clothes, and as she rubbed her exposed arms, she felt a bit cold.

She was standing by the roadside, about to hail a taxi, when a luxury car with a matte black finish and sleek lines slowly drove out of the Lingge Club garage and stopped at her feet.

Jiang Li looked over and saw a privately customized Maybach, one of only one in the world.

The license plate number was so arrogant it was astonishing.

It goes without saying who was sitting in the back seat with the windows closed.

The driver, Yin Ming, got out of the car, paused for half a second when he saw her, then took her suitcase and respectfully said, "Miss, please get in the car."

Her suitcase had already been loaded onto the vehicle; she had no choice but to get on.

Jiang Li let out a long sigh and walked down the steps.

As soon as the car door opened, her gaze immediately fell on the man in the back seat.

In the shadows, the man's superior features were cold and indifferent.

A chilling aura swept over them, sending shivers down their spines.

Jiang Li remembers that when she first met him when she was ten years old, she was very afraid of him.

Later, she tested his limits little by little, and he indulged her little by little, which allowed her to act recklessly.

It was this indulgence that gradually led her to succumb to his madness.

It was this indulgence that led her to mistakenly believe that Gu Zhishen also loved her.

She only woke up when reality slapped her hard in the face.

"What are you standing there for? Do you want me to get out of the car and ask you to come?"

A voice so cold it was devoid of warmth came through, startling Jiang Li.

She snapped out of her daze, bent down to get on the bus, and sat down right next to the door.

The carriage was filled with a distinctly masculine aura, creating a very oppressive atmosphere.

In the distance, the man leaned back casually in the back seat, his legs crossed loosely, his jawline smooth yet sharp, his profile so handsome it was almost aggressive.

"You've gotten into this state?"

He parted his thin lips slightly, his tone neither warm nor cold.

The voice touched Jiang Li's heart, and she trembled slightly, lowering her eyes without speaking.

Seemingly displeased with her reaction, Gu Zhishen glanced at her and said, "After eating foreign food for two years, you've forgotten how to greet people?"

He always says harsh things, but he's sweet when he kisses someone.

Jiang Li was also somewhat dissatisfied, "Didn't you say you didn't know me?"

Gu Zhishen scoffed lightly, "She's quite vengeful. I wasted my time raising her."

Jiang Li clenched her fists slightly.

Yes, he raised her.

How could they pretend not to know each other? How could they sever that deep-rooted bond?

She turned to look at him, a sweet smile spreading across her face. "Uncle, it's been a long time."