Deep Fog Kiss

The man's fingers, which were flipping through the documents, paused slightly. "Heatiness."

"Is it due to internal heat?"

Yu Wanqing seemed unconvinced. She looked at the man's lips; they didn't seem to be inflamed at all, on the contrary...

It looks like it's been bitten.

Her eyes widened in shock. He bit her!

An annoying face instantly flashed into my mind.

Will not!

She clenched her fists. It couldn't be her!

"I have a business dinner tonight." Gu Zhishen closed the file, stood up, and picked up his coat. "You're coming with me."

Hearing this, Yu Wanqing felt a little better.

Gu Zhishen would always bring her along to business engagements.

This is enough to prove that she is important to him.

......

As she entered the president's private elevator, Yu Wanqing wore a slight smile on her refined face.

She turned her gaze to the tall, upright man beside her. "Zhishen, when I was having afternoon tea with Aunt Feng yesterday, she said that Uncle Gu is returning to China next month."

Her gaze shifted to the man's sharp profile, and she tentatively began, "Aunt Feng's idea is that after Uncle Gu returns to China, our two families can have a meal together to discuss our marriage."

At this point, she smiled shyly, "Grandma has always said she wants us to get married before the new year, what do you think?"

Gu Zhishen stared calmly ahead, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"I have no objection."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Wanqing looked at him with delight, her face beaming with an undisguised smile.

She's really going to get her wish and marry Gu Zhishen.

She had waited too long for this day.

Yu Wanqing stood beside the man, about to take his arm, when his phone rang.

She awkwardly lowered her hand, watched the man answer the phone, and then paused, slightly taken aback.

The man, who was usually inscrutable, now wore a smile on his handsome face that was different from the smile he wore when socializing in the business world.

His usually cold and deep eyes were unusually gentle, and a faint smile played on his lips.

She had never seen him smile at her like that before.

The person on the other end of the phone was unknown, and no one knew what they were saying. All that was heard was a deep, gentle "hmm" from a man, followed by, "I have a business dinner tonight, I won't be home for dinner."

"understood."

He responded softly, his thin lips curving into a beautiful arc.

The call ended quickly. The man glanced at the screen with his gentle, deep eyes, then smiled softly and put his phone away.

"Knowledgeable."

Yu Wanqing suppressed her smile and asked, "Whose call was it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Ming behind her looked up at her, then immediately looked at the man in front of her.

The boss has always disliked people prying into his private affairs. Miss Yu hasn't even married him yet, and she's already asking about these things. The boss is definitely unhappy about it.

As expected, Gu Zhishen's eyes darkened slightly as he turned to look at her, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Do I need to report to you?"

Yu Wanqing paused for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, "That's not what I meant, I was just asking casually."

At this point, the elevator arrives at the underground parking lot.

Gu Zhishen didn't say anything and strode out.

Yin Ming followed immediately and then went to get the car.

Yu Wanqing watched the man's back as he walked away, a hint of displeasure flashing across her delicate face.

Gu Zhishen was like a mysterious picture book; she couldn't understand him no matter what.

He sometimes seemed to treat her well, especially trusting her in business matters, and entrusting her with some major projects.

When socializing, he would lavish praise on her in front of his collaborators, uttering compliments that touched her heart.

At other times, he was as cold and aloof as an iceberg, untouched by the world and unapproachable.

But she had seen how he treated Jiang Li differently!

Is it simply because Jiang Li is a burden he's been raising?

Her gaze suddenly fell on the man's lower lip, and her palms clenched tightly without her realizing it.

"Knowledgeable."

Standing next to him, Yu Wanqing suddenly asked with a smile, "Where has Little Pear been staying during her time back in China?"

Upon hearing Jiang Li's name mentioned, Gu Zhishen turned his gaze and asked casually, "You care about her a lot?"

"Of course," Yu Wanqing smiled. "She's your niece, and also my niece, so I have a responsibility to take care of her, don't I?"

She smiled and took Gu Zhishen's arm. "I remember she used to live with you, right? It's definitely not appropriate for her to live with you now. If she doesn't have a suitable place to stay when she comes back to China this time, how about I help her arrange it?"

Gu Zhishen glanced at his arm without showing any emotion. Before he could speak, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from the shadows beside the car not far away!

"You surnamed Gu! You murderer! I'll make you pay for my mother's life!"

The man's face was contorted with rage, like a madman, and he gripped a gleaming folding knife tightly in his hand, the tip of which reflected a blindingly cold light in the dim overhead light.

Gu Zhishen's eyes narrowed, and he reacted extremely quickly. Almost the instant the other party spoke, he pulled Yu Wanqing back a step to avoid the blade that was thrust at him.

"what!"

Yu Wanqing screamed in fright, the sound echoing in the empty basement.

The opponent came with the determination to die together with him, making a desperate gamble, and once again thrust the blade straight at Gu Zhishen.

"Zhi Shen! Be careful—"

Yu Wanqing shouted a warning, looked at the glaringly cold blade, and raised her arm to block it.

The blade sliced ​​through her arm instantly, and she cried out in pain.

Gu Zhishen kicked the man hard in the stomach, knocking him to the ground, where the blade fell.

The man's face hardened, and he was about to get up when Yin Ming suddenly rushed up and kicked him hard in the face, followed by a kick to his kneecap. The speed was extremely fast, and the attack was swift and decisive.

With a "crack," the bone broke.

"ah--"

The man on the ground let out a howl.

"Boss," Yin Ming said, stomping hard on the man's broken knee, "it's Feng Kai."

Yu Wanqing's arm was cut, and blood flowed down.

She leaned weakly on Gu Zhishen's shoulder, her face pale with pain. "Who is Feng Kai?"

Gu Zhishen glanced at her cut hand, then walked coldly up to Feng Kai. "Trying to get revenge on me?"

Feng Kai was pinned to the ground by Yin Ming's foot, trembling with pain. "You, surnamed Gu! You killed my mother! You've gone too far! I only regret not stabbing you to death to avenge my mother!"

Gu Zhishen chuckled, looking down at him with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Revenge? Taking my life is the real goal, revenge is just a pretense, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Kai glared at him sharply, "What do you mean?!"

"I thought you had some great skills, but it turns out you're just so stupid."

Gu Zhishen smiled mockingly, "Using someone else to do your dirty work requires sharpening a blade, not using a dull and clumsy one like you."

He slowly squatted down in front of Feng Kai, toying with the folding knife, his deep eyes fixed on Feng Kai. "I'm curious, what kind of bargaining chips did the other party give you?"

"Let me think." He feigned a two-second pause, his tone casual. "For a gambler, the most important thing isn't his mother's life, but..."

The knife tip lifted Feng Kai's chin, and he smiled, "Money."

Upon hearing this, Feng Kai's panicked pupils trembled violently.

It seems he was right.

Feng Kai owed five million yuan. He was spared once because Mei Qiao pleaded for him. Fearing that his hand would be chopped off again, he took a risk and made a deal with someone else.

If Gu Zhishen's guess is correct, this person must have promised to pay off his gambling debts and even more money, while Feng Kai used the pretext of revenge to kill him.

But can you really kill him with this kind of method?

Gu Zhishen smiled, but his smile was chilling, and his eyes held a cold, ruthless glint.

"Aunt Mei asked me to spare your life before she died." Gu Zhishen smiled as the blade gently patted Feng Kai's pale face. "I would have liked to spare your life, but you asked for it."