Deep Fog Kiss

As soon as he finished speaking, a glass of ice-cold red wine was splashed all over his face and dripped down his body.

Mr. Liu looked at the wine glass that Jiang Li had raised in astonishment and took two steps back.

Jiang Li put down her wine glass, picked up another glass next to her, and splashed it all over Director Yu's face without hesitation.

"Isn't it about drinking with someone?"

She turned to look at President Liu and Director Yu, smiled, and said, "Please have some more drinks."

Mr. Liu and Director Yu's suits and shirts were stained with red wine, and their faces and heads were covered in wine stains, making them look extremely disheveled.

The men present were stunned, and no one uttered a sound.

Jiang Li opened another bottle of wine. "Since you all have no intention of cooperating, I can't just drink my wine for free, can I?"

As she spoke, she suddenly poured the bottle open onto the men in the room, splashing the liquor and damaging the suits of several middle-aged men.

"If you're making fun of me, then let's all have some fun together!"

She laughed and poured out the rest of the red wine in her hand.

The large private room was instantly turned into a mess.

Jiang Li threw the wine bottle on the table, looked at the greasy and disgusting faces, her red lips curved, and then she grabbed the corner of the heavy silk tablecloth with both hands and used all her strength to lift it up!

"Splash—"

A loud noise exploded in the private room, and soup mixed with red wine poured down like a flood, splashing onto the men's expensive suits.

Jiang Li stood amidst the mess, raised her hand to tuck her disheveled hair behind her ear, and smiled beautifully.

"Everyone, eat more."

As she turned to leave, she didn't forget to wipe her hands on Mr. Liu's clean suit.

......

At night, the city is brightly lit and bustling with traffic.

A gentle evening breeze swept by as Jiang Li staggered out of the club. Already quite drunk, the breeze made her even more dizzy.

The sadness in her heart kept welling up from her chest, bringing tears to her eyes.

Thinking of the greasy, disgusting faces of the men in the private room earlier, she felt waves of nausea.

She then realized that when the studio was first established, Shen Nianchu had been dealing with these disgusting idiots all along.

From the beginning of their partnership, Shen Nianchu told her that as long as she wrote good scripts and led the team, she would be fine.

She had never dealt with such occasions before and hated such socializing.

However, a company's development cannot be achieved simply by burying itself in writing scripts.

Shen Nianchu did all the things she didn't want to do for her.

Shen Nianchu carried the burden for her throughout this entrepreneurial journey.

That's why Shen Nianchu was so upset when the company encountered such a big problem.

Jiang Li originally thought that she might be able to do something and share some of the burden.

But they didn't do anything well.

They had a wasted drinking session, which not only failed to lead to any new cooperation, but they also failed to find out who was behind the trouble.

She sat down on a flower bed by the roadside, and with her clumsy hands, took her phone out of her bag and made a call.

The call was connected very quickly.

"At first..."

When she spoke, her words were indistinct.

The person on the other end of the phone immediately asked, "What's wrong, my darling?"

Jiang Li sat by the roadside, wiping her wet eyes, and took a deep breath. "Don't worry, our cooperation will definitely return."

It sounded like she was talking to the person on the other end of the phone, or like she was cheering herself on.

"We'll get through this...the studio won't collapse."

She kept her voice steady, watching the cars passing by ahead, "Your hard work won't be in vain..."

"What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly saying this?" Her words were cryptic. Shen Nianchu asked, "Where are you?"

"Have you been drinking?" she asked worriedly. "Tell me where you are and I'll come pick you up."

Jiang Li shook her head, then rubbed her sore eyes. "I can go back by myself."

"No, I'm worried." Shen Nianchu's voice was anxious on the other end of the phone. "You rarely drink like this. It's too dangerous for you to be out alone. I'll come pick you up."

Before Jiang Li could answer, two beams of white light suddenly appeared not far away.

A pure black Hongqi L9 slowly drove up and stopped at the roadside.

Jiang Li recognized the car, chuckled into the phone, and said, "No need, my uncle is here to pick me up."

The driver got out of the car; Yin Ming, dressed in a suit and tie, respectfully opened the back door.

In the back seat, thin-soled leather shoes in car colors touched the ground, and above them were incredibly long legs encased in suit trousers.

Jiang Li looked over, and her hazy eyes suddenly lit up. The man was wearing a black trench coat, tall and upright, with a handsome face and deep features.

He looked up at me, his amber eyes deep and unfathomable, yet with an indescribable gentleness.

"Ginger and Pear".

He called her name, his voice clear and cold.

Jiang Li slowly stood up, looked into the man's deep eyes, and involuntarily took two steps forward.

She staggered, but smiled.

Laughing, she staggered forward and then threw herself into the man's arms.

Gu Zhishen was caught off guard by her hug, his back stiffened, and he smelled a strong odor of alcohol.

Jiang Li hugged him tightly; his unique scent smelled especially good.

She hadn't hugged him like this in a long time; she had missed this embrace for far too long.

Jiang Li wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and mumbled, "Gu Zhishen, I knew you wouldn't abandon me, you would come to pick me up."

The aroma of alcohol mingled with the sweet scent of oranges, enveloping the man. He lowered his eyes, and the girl nestled into his arms, clinging tightly to him.

"Drinking again?"

They clearly drank quite a bit.

This time, the girl nodded obediently, rubbing her face against his chest.

Suddenly, she looked up, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling and clear, yet also tinged with intoxication.

"I'm drunk." She smiled, revealing her dimples.

Gu Zhishen gazed into her clear eyes, her cherry-red lips, and his sensual Adam's apple bobbed restrainedly for a moment.

"Are you really drunk?" he asked.

Jiang Li didn't answer, but just hugged him tightly, tilted her head up in his arms, and looked at him without blinking.

Her gaze lingered on his face, her eyes shimmering.

"Gu Zhishen".

She loosened her grip on him, stepped back slightly, and continued to stare intently at him.

It's like I can never get enough of looking at it.

Suddenly, she reached out and touched his forehead with her fingertips.

The man's eyes were dark as he tried to discern from her gaze whether she was truly drunk or faking it.

The mischievous finger slowly slid down his forehead, from his thick eyebrows to his narrow, deep-set eyes, then down to his high, slightly humped nose, and finally to his beautifully shaped lips.

Her fingers moved down from his lips, and the next step was to land on his sexy Adam's apple.

Suddenly a large hand grabbed hers. "If you're drunk, behave yourself."

Gu Zhishen looked down at her, his gaze gentle, and his voice softer.

Jiang Li's gaze seemed glued to him, and she suddenly chuckled, "You're so handsome."