Deep Fog Kiss

In the afternoon, the afterglow of the setting sun streamed into the office through the window, and hurried footsteps echoed outside, the crisp "clack-clack" of high heels.

Jiang Li hurriedly looked up from her computer, and Shen Nianchu walked in from outside with a serious expression.

"W-what's wrong?" Jiang Li asked hurriedly.

Shen Nianchu walked up to her without saying a word and sighed heavily.

Jiang Li frowned slightly. "What happened? Another client has been snatched away?"

Shen Nianchu placed her hands on her desk, stared at her for two seconds, and suddenly burst out laughing, "I've contacted the person in charge of Qiyuan Entertainment! They were incredibly friendly and said they'd like to meet and talk!"

Hearing this, Jiang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Qiyuan is a well-known film and television company in the industry!" Shen Nianchu grasped Jiang Li's hands, almost jumping for joy. "Our company is about to make a name for itself!"

After she finished speaking, she hugged Jiang Li tightly, "My God, where did you get this list of companies? I'm going to treasure it!"

Jiang Li smiled; the list Gu Zhishen gave her was a real lifesaver for their studio.

"Let's have dinner together tonight!" Shen Nianchu's eyes lit up, dispelling the gloom of the morning. "Let's invite our colleagues from the studio and celebrate."

"I have something to do tonight," she said with a laugh. "We can celebrate after we finalize the cooperation with Qiyuan Entertainment."

Shen Nianchu nodded, "That works too."

She then asked, with a hint of gossip, "You have plans tonight? With whom?"

"I'll go with Attorney Xiang." Jiang Li shut down her computer and packed her things. "It's still about my dad's matter."

"Just talking about work?" Shen Nianchu looked at her meaningfully and smiled, then poked her shoulder. "You're single now, and he's single too, really not going to give it a try?"

Jiang Li smiled, and a man's face immediately appeared in her mind—handsome and refined, the one who would helplessly call out to her, "Jiang Li," when she forcefully kissed him.

Even her voice is sexy and pleasant to listen to.

Thinking of this, she smiled and asked, "By the way, Chu Chu, what kind of gift is best to give to someone of the opposite sex?"

"You're going to give Jing Cheng a gift?" Shen Nianchu's eyes lit up, as if the other person had finally figured it out, and she offered a suggestion, "If you want to take things a step further with him, give him a tie."

She reached out, palm open, slender fingers clenched together, then gripped tightly, "holding him firmly in my own hands."

"Besides, the tie also has a symbolic meaning." She leaned closer to Jiang Li and whispered, "It's to bind his heart, so that his heart belongs only to you."

"Giving him a tie is already quite ambiguous. If he accepts it, it's a silent declaration that the little flame of your relationship has been ignited."

"So that's what it means." Jiang Li nodded thoughtfully, then smiled, "But it's not for the lawyer, it's for my uncle."

"Huh?" Shen Nianchu immediately became serious. "Your uncle? Then don't send him a tie, send him tea instead."

"Older people love to drink tea."

Jiang Li suppressed a laugh and said, "I understand. I'm going home now. Bye."

......

As Jiang Li emerged from the mall, she was carrying a gift box from a high-end luxury brand.

Inside was a tie she had personally chosen—dark-colored with subtle patterns, understated yet stylish, perfectly matching Gu Zhishen's temperament.

She was very happy with the gift.

Once inside the car, she carefully placed the gift on the passenger seat. "I told him it was to thank him for helping me with this list. I think he'll accept it."

He said this afternoon that he had a business dinner that evening and would probably be home late.

When he gets home, Jiang Li will give him the gift as a surprise.

Thinking of this, she smiled, gently patted the gift box, and drove away.

......

At 7 p.m., Jiang Li arrived at the agreed restaurant.

Xiang Jingcheng had arrived ahead of time, and as always, he was gentle and considerate, pulling out a chair for her.

"Thank you," Jiang Li said with a smile. "Have you been waiting long?"

"I just arrived." Xiang Jingcheng sat down opposite him, dressed in a white shirt, handsome and modest, with bright eyes and white teeth when he smiled. "It's a habit in our line of work to arrive earlier than the agreed time."

He smiled at Jiang Li, "But you seem to be in a good mood today."

Jiang Li smiled faintly, turned on her phone, and placed it on the table. "Because, it's time for me to fight back."

Xiang Jingcheng saw the transfer records on her phone and said, "The chain of evidence is complete and can prove that Wang Xiuchun committed extortion. It's enough to convict her."

Jiang Li looked at him intently and said in a deep voice, "Attorney Xiang, I want to sue Wang Xiuchun for extortion, demanding that she return my three million yuan and be sentenced to prison."

She glanced at Jingcheng for two seconds, then nodded, "No problem, I'll prepare a lawyer's letter."

Jiang Li smiled slightly, "Don't push too hard, take it slow."

In this game, she started by casting her net and slowly worked her way up, letting the fish take the bait.

Once the net is pulled ashore, watch the fish struggle for its life, and then see it beg for mercy.

"I know what you're trying to do," Xiang Jingcheng smiled gently. "I know what I'm doing."

"Thanks."

"Thank you for saying so much. Let's get practical." Xiang Jingcheng took out two art exhibition tickets. "How about we go to an art exhibition this weekend?"

The ticket bears the three large characters "Huang Huai Xu".

"I..." She hesitated for a moment.

She subconsciously wondered if Gu Zhishen would be free this weekend, and if they could go to an art exhibition together.

"Are you busy?" Xiang Jingcheng noticed her hesitation, but his smile remained unchanged. "It's alright, there are still three days until the weekend. I'll wait for you to arrange your time."

"If you really can't get away, that's okay too."

His gentle eyes gazed at Jiang Li, "There will be other opportunities in the future."

His gaze was so affectionate that even a single glance made Jiang Li feel guilty.

She had to admit that the fact that she was able to hire a renowned lawyer like Xiang Jingcheng as her lawyer was partly due to his personal feelings for her.

Otherwise, no matter how much money she offers, she might not be able to get a spot.

She also admitted that she was a selfish person, and that she only did what she wanted and got what she wanted.

A feeling of guilt welled up inside her, and just as she was about to speak, her phone suddenly lit up.

I picked up my phone; it was a WeChat message.

Yu Wanqing: [This sofa set in Xijiuyue is really nice. Please come over and sit there sometime.]

Jiang Li's eyes darkened. west Jiuyue?

Gu Zhishen's private residence?

What does that mean? Yu Wanqing is at Gu Zhishen's private residence?

She then clicked on Yu Wanqing's WeChat Moments; the latest post, with pictures and text, had been published five minutes earlier.

After all this time, we've finally reached our happy ending. Nothing makes me happier than your love.

Upon opening the photo, Jiang Li immediately recognized it as the living room of the apartment in west Jiu Yue!

In the photo, the man's profile made Jiang Li's pupils shrink sharply.

He was wearing only a white shirt, with the top two buttons of the collar casually undone. His upright figure stood by the bar, his expression obscured, but his long, slender hand held a water glass, his posture relaxed and languid.

In one corner of the picture, a woman sits on a large black leather sofa, with only half of her body and one hand visible.

On her short skirt, the clothes at her waist were disheveled, and below, her legs were fair.

The woman was holding a dark tie in her hand, and beside her, a crumpled piece of white paper had faint traces of blood seeping through it.

The photos were so impactful; every detail was a shock to Jiang Li's mind.

It felt like an invisible hand was tightly gripping my throat, making it hard to breathe.

Her mind was filled with the thought that they had slept together.