Deep Fog Kiss

Deep knowledge...

She had never called him that affectionately before.

Jiang Li stared at the information on the screen, her eyes dimming.

She knew the other person.

Yu Wanqing, the daughter of the Yu family, the daughter of a long-standing friend of the Gu family, and the vice president of Tianze Capital.

She likes Gu Zhishen.

Identity, family background, social standing, and being a good match.

As long as Gu Zhishen agrees, Yu Wanqing can marry him at any time.

"Knock knock—"

The man tapped his knuckles lightly on the table, the crisp sound pulling at her thoughts.

She looked up and saw the man staring straight at her, his gaze scrutinizing her.

Jiang Li realized what was happening and handed him the phone. "Okay."

Gu Zhishen took the phone, and it rang.

He glanced at it and answered.

Jiang Li couldn't hear what was being said on the other end of the phone.

All that was heard was Gu Zhishen humming in agreement and saying, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he said, "Call me if you need anything, I'm leaving."

Jiang Li hurriedly asked, "Where are we going?"

Gu Zhishen looked at her. "Something's up."

He raised his chin slightly and pointed to the phone in the living room, "Call me if you're hungry, tell me what you want to eat, and someone will bring it up."

He grabbed his coat from the sofa. "Let's go."

The door opened and then closed.

In the huge suite, only Jiang Li remained.

The man's cool aura still lingered in the air.

He went to find Yu Wanqing.

......

Nestled in a bamboo grove on a hillside on the outskirts of Beijing, the bright moonlight spills into the tranquil teahouse.

As the early autumn evening breeze blew by, the ebony plaque outside, engraved with the three characters "Bamboo Shadow Pavilion," creaked softly.

Inside, the aroma of tea wafted through the air, and rising steam created a misty atmosphere.

The man at the head of the tea table was dressed in a dark suit and had a tall, straight figure. The dim lighting made his cold, handsome features appear even sharper.

The tea room door was gently pushed open, and Yin Ming stood in the doorway. "Boss, the person has arrived."

Gu Zhishen nodded, and a young, robust man led an old woman into the house.

"Boss."

Leng Feng led the person to the tea table. "This is Mei Qiao, the nanny who took care of Madam's daily life back then."

Mei Qiao was over fifty years old and was initially terrified when she saw the tall, cold man beside her. The man found her in her remote hometown and, without saying a word, took her to Jingzhou—a place she had sworn never to set foot in again.

Upon hearing the man's words, she immediately looked up at the tea table.

Suddenly, the wrinkled eyebrows and eyes froze in surprise.

The man was extremely handsome, with well-proportioned bone structure and no flaws.

His cold and aloof features overlapped with the youthful yet cool features he had more than twenty years ago.

She also looked remarkably like the young, stunningly beautiful woman I remembered.

picture!

so similar!

She stared blankly at the man, her eyes cautiously scanning him up and down.

Gu Zhishen looked over with his deep eyes, a faint smile on his lips.

"Aunt Mei, it's been a long time."

Mei Qiao's eyes widened before she timidly spoke, "Young...Young Master?"

When she left the Gu family, the young master was only five years old, with a cool and obedient appearance.

Now, after so many years, the man in front of me, apart from his eyebrows and eyes being somewhat similar to those of back then, has lost all trace of the naivety he once had.

Instead, it makes people feel cold and aloof.

Gu Zhishen had a faint smile on his face and raised his hand, "It's been many years. I'd like to invite Aunt Mei for a cup of tea today."

"Yes... it's been twenty-five years."

Mei Qiao sat down carefully opposite him, glancing at him every now and then.

After the old lady passed away, Mr. Gu was extremely cold to the young master, which made all the servants sigh that if it weren't for the old lady's favoritism, the young master's future life would have been difficult.

Looking back now, aside from being a bit aloof, thankfully, he's grown up safely.

"Young Master," she glanced back at the man who had already left the teahouse, "did you specifically send someone to bring me to Jingzhou?"

"Since Aunt Mei left Jingzhou, we haven't heard from her at all. It's been difficult for her to catch up with you."

Gu Zhishen lifted the long-spouted silver kettle with his slender hand, and boiling water flowed in a circle along the inner wall of the covered bowl. The water flow was as steady as solidified fat, without sticking to the rim of the bowl at all. "Knowing that you are in the remote Qing Province, I specially arranged for someone to pick you up."

His tone was neither too light nor too heavy, polite yet distant, sending chills down one's spine.

Mei Qiao looked at him; the steam blurred his deep-set eyes and brows, but it couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes.

Everyone says that wealthy families are like a deep sea, but she had spent many years in the Gu family, so she naturally understood the meaning behind Gu Zhishen's words.

"Young Master," she smiled respectfully, "Madam treated me well back then. If you have any questions, please ask them directly."

Gu Zhishen smiled and said, "Aunt Mei is a smart woman, so naturally her memory won't be bad either."

He raised his hand, pouring amber-colored tea into a white porcelain cup. "There are some things I'd like Aunt Mei to help me recall."

He pushed the teacup towards Mei Qiao and asked, "How exactly did my mother die?"

Upon hearing this, Mei Qiao looked up and met the man's dark gaze.

It is bottomless and unfathomable.

"Madam..." Mei Qiao gripped the teacup in front of her tightly, "...died of heart failure despite all efforts to save her."

Gu Zhishen's eyes narrowed slightly. "Exhausted? I checked her past medical examination reports, and she doesn't have any related illnesses."

So for so many years, he couldn't believe that his mother, who loved him so much and was so young, had suddenly passed away.

"Madam's health has always been good, but it started to deteriorate when you were three years old."

Mei Qiao thought about the past for a moment, hesitated for a second, and then said, "That year, Mr. Gu had an accident. After returning to Beijing from recuperating in Nancheng, he often quarreled and had unpleasantness with his wife."

"My wife has been in a bad mood ever since then. I often see her crying and she often suffers from insomnia."

Gu Zhishen had some recollection of what happened back then; his mother was sullen all day, and the atmosphere between her and Gu Yueze was tense.

He couldn't remember the details, only the heavy atmosphere at the time, how oppressive it was, and how much he wanted to take his mother away from the Gu family.

Mei Qiao sighed, "The doctor said that she was depressed and had liver qi stagnation, which would cause great harm to her body in the long run, and this was also a cause of her heart failure."

Gu Zhishen remained expressionless, picked up his teacup, and ran his fingertips along the rim of the cup. "Is Gu Yueze having an affair in Nancheng?"

The sound was colder than the icicles on the tea tray.

"I don't know much about Mr. Gu's private affairs," Mei Qiao thought for a moment, then added, "but it seems he doesn't."

If Mr. Gu had an affair, he wouldn't have married Mrs. Feng, who had been married to him for many years without any official status; he would definitely have married a new husband.

Gu Zhishen's eyes gradually darkened.

Since her mother passed away, no one in the large Gu family has mentioned her and Gu Yueze's relationship, and the servants from back then have all been replaced.

At only five years old, he knew nothing about what happened to his mother back then, and some things were not very clear in his memory because he was so young.

Grandma also remained silent about the past.

He had no way of knowing, so he went to great lengths to find the nanny who had been with his mother back then.

He poured fresh tea into the teacup and asked, "How did Feng Suqin get into the Gu family?"

"I entered the Gu family the year Madam married Mr. Gu. At that time, Madam Feng was already living in the Gu family with the eldest son, so I don't know much about her."

Mei Qiao pondered for two seconds, then hesitated, "I just heard... I heard that Madam Feng was a mistake Mr. Gu made when he was young."