Deep Fog Kiss

After he finished speaking, the surroundings seemed to fall into silence.

Xiang Jingcheng thought he had misheard and looked at Jiang Li in surprise.

Her smile remained unchanged, and the hand holding her arm tightened its grip slightly.

A chill suddenly rose from all around, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Boy friend?"

The man opposite spoke, his voice low and cold.

These three words perfectly convey the oppressive feeling of those in power.

Xiang Jingcheng then realized why the man in front of her looked familiar.

He had seen it on international financial news—a renowned financial tycoon, a young international entrepreneur, and a figure in the top 20 of the Forbes rich list.

Gu Zhishen is the head of Tianze Capital.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Mr. Gu of Tian Ce Capital is Jiang Li's uncle?

Jiang Li met the man's icy, piercing gaze and smiled sweetly.

Suddenly, her hand, which was resting on Xiang Jingcheng's arm, was tightly held by him. Her breath caught in her throat, and she turned to look at Xiang Jingcheng.

"Hello, Uncle."

Xiang Jingcheng held Jiang Li's hand with one hand, met the man's cool and aloof gaze, and extended his hand to the man in a gentlemanly manner, "My name is Xiang Jingcheng, and I am Jiang Li's boyfriend."

Gu Zhishen's gaze shifted from Jiang Li to the man beside her.

He chuckled lightly, glancing indifferently at the man's outstretched hand, but didn't reach out.

His smile held a mixture of disdain and mockery.

Xiang Jingcheng didn't feel embarrassed. He withdrew his hand, looked down at Jiang Li, and smiled, "I didn't expect to meet your uncle here."

He then looked at Gu Zhishen, "How about I treat my uncle to dinner tonight?"

"No, thank you." Jiang Li's voice was soft and coquettish. "We finally managed to find time for a date today. I'll treat you to dinner later. My uncle won't mind."

Yu Wanqing stood beside Gu Zhishen and felt a sudden chill.

Although he remained outwardly calm, the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his face was terrifyingly grim.

The chill swept over us, like the calm before a storm.

"Knowledgeable."

She quickly took Gu Zhishen's arm with both hands and said gently, "Little Pear is in love, that's such a happy thing."

She looked at Jiang Li and said with a smile, "When are you getting married? Don't forget to let me and your uncle know."

Jiang Li met her smiling gaze.

That smile held the air of a victor, and a hint of sarcasm directed at her.

It was as if he was silently declaring to her, "Look, I won, and you lost."

"Of course." She smiled, interlocking her fingers with Xiang Jingcheng's. "You can't escape giving your uncle's wedding gift money."

The man's sharp eyes were fixed on her hand, but she pretended not to notice. Turning to Jing Cheng, she said, "Let's not disturb Uncle and the others at the art exhibition. I'm hungry, shall we go eat?"

"Okay." Xiang Jingcheng replied indulgently, then looked at the two people in front of him, "Then we'll take our leave."

Jiang Li was led by him towards the entrance of the exhibition hall. As they passed each other, she smelled the cool, woody scent on Gu Zhishen. Her smile remained, but her nose tingled with emotion.

Even after leaving the exhibition hall and walking a long way, Gu Zhishen and Yu Wanqing's figures were no longer visible.

Jiang Li quickly released Jing Cheng's hand, apologizing awkwardly and guiltily, "I'm sorry, I just now—"

"I see."

Xiang Jingcheng smiled gently, her warmth and fragrance still lingering in his palm.

He understood her impromptu act, but instead of exposing it, he played along.

He glanced down at Jiang Li's pale face. "Jiang Li, this uncle of yours isn't related to you by blood, is he?"

Jiang Li looked up at him. Now that things had come to this, there were some things she no longer needed to hide from him.

Besides, I just took advantage of them.

"Yes." Jiang Li's eyes darkened slightly. "After my father passed away, I was adopted by the Gu family."

When this was mentioned, she gave a slight smile. "I grew up with my uncle, and he took care of me for ten years."

These two short sentences left Xiang Jingcheng in shock for a long time.

So that's how her uncle-nephew relationship with Gu Zhishen came about.

After a long pause, looking at the girl's slightly disappointed face, he softly chuckled and asked, "Do you remember the first time I confessed my feelings to you?"

Jiang Li's eyes trembled slightly. "I'm sorry."

She can't remember.

Or rather, it was never on my mind.

There's only so much space in her heart, and only so many things it can hold.

Everything was filled by one person, leaving no room for anything else.

"I remember," Xiang Jingcheng said gently. "You rejected me. You said you had someone you liked."

"At the time, I was thinking, if someone as dazzling as you has someone they like, why are you still single?"

He laughed and said, "It's shocking enough when a goddess has a crush on someone, or when a goddess gets rejected. How tactless the other person must be."

"I even wondered what kind of person that was, that you could look up to them."

He chuckled softly. "Jiang Li, the person you like is your uncle, isn't he?"

One sentence, like thunder in the ears, resonated deep within the heart.

......

The room was dimly lit, the air thick with dampness, cold and gloomy.

A series of agonizing screams escaped from the man's mouth.

He was blindfolded, his hands were tied, and he was trampled on the ground.

He was beaten with sticks until his head was bleeding.

The iron rod dragged on the ground, making a sharp, piercing sound.

The man was trembling with fear, his crotch soaked with sweat.

As the sound of the iron rod stopped, the person next to him raised their hand, ready to strike—

"I'll say it!"

The man yelled, startling himself so much that he peed again, soaking his pants. "I'll talk!"

"I hired Feng Kai!" The man's voice trembled. "I made him use his mother's death as revenge, and promised him ten million, which would not only pay off his gambling debts but also allow him to leave Jingzhou and live a worry-free life!"

Leng Feng pressed an iron rod against his chin. "Where did the ten million come from?"

"Hengsheng Financial!" the man said hurriedly, "You can withdraw the check at Hengsheng Financial!"

Who gave you the check?

"A woman, an older woman," the man stammered, trying to recall. "I don't know who she is! I really don't know!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feng's iron rod slammed into the back of his hand, almost breaking his finger bones.

The man let out another piercing scream, "Ah—"

"I remember now!" he suddenly shouted, "The Gu family! The Gu family of Jingzhou!"