Deep Fog Kiss

"I'm telling the truth!"

Howls echoed from outside, and a man shouted shrilly, "They're from the Gu family, the richest family in Jingzhou!"

"Please, please let me go! I've told you everything I need to say!"

Inside, separated by a curtain, the aroma of tea wafts through the air.

The man, dressed in a suit and tie, sat at the tea table.

He lifted the teacup with his slender fingers and brought it to his lips, slowly sipping the tea with an unusually calm expression.

Amidst the swirling steam of tea, his deep eyes held a cold, unfathomable depth.

His thin lips curved slightly, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips.

The Gu family of Jingzhou, Hengsheng Financial.

Ha! He let out a cold laugh.

Outside the curtain, the man's howling stopped.

"Boss."

Leng Feng stood outside the curtain and respectfully asked, "The person has fainted, what should we do?"

"Let him go." Gu Zhishen said casually, his fingertips tracing the side of the teacup. "Keep a close eye on him."

This chess piece will lead him to the person behind it all.

"What about Feng Kai?" Leng Feng asked again.

"Aunt Mei asked me to protect him before she died, and it's already merciful of me to spare his life." Gu Zhishen put down his teacup, pondered for two seconds, and said, "Chop off one of his hands to teach him a lesson, and send him back to his hometown."

"Yes, boss."

Just then, Yin Ming's phone rang.

He glanced at it and quickly handed it to Gu Zhishen, "Boss, this is Yang Yan's phone number."

Press the speakerphone button, and the other party speaks, "Boss, we've found a lead."

"The doctor Mei Qiao mentioned who examined Madam's condition back then was Chen Hansheng, the former vice president of the Central Hospital. He has retired and immigrated abroad."

"migrant?"

"Yes, I was preparing to immigrate before I retired. After I retired, my family went abroad and we haven't been back to China in all these years."

Gu Zhishen's eyes darkened slightly. "Anything else?"

On the other end of the phone, Yang Yan said, "Chen Hansheng is from Suzhou. His hometown is Suzhou. After graduation, he worked in Suzhou, but later, for some reason, he transferred to Jingzhou."

Upon hearing this, Gu Zhishen's hand holding the teacup tightened suddenly, and his eyes sharpened instantly.

Suzhou!

It seems this situation is more interesting than he imagined.

"Investigate one more person." He said coldly, slowly uttering three words, "Feng Suqin."

......

Nine o'clock in the evening, Beishan Villa.

After taking a shower, Jiang Li sat on the sofa in the living room writing a script.

She had dinner with Shen Nianchu before returning home, deliberately coming back a little late, only to find the villa completely empty.

Gu Zhishen didn't come back either.

Butler Chung said that Mr. Gu did not come back for dinner.

Jiang Li paused in typing and glanced at the clock.

He and Yu Wanqing went to see an exhibition during the day, and presumably had dinner together in the evening. After dinner, they probably went back to West Kau Yue to spend the night together.

Thinking of this, her eyes gradually darkened.

Suddenly, a white light appeared outside the French windows. She turned her head and it seemed that a car had driven in.

She was just about to shut down her computer and go back to her room when the doorbell rang.

Jiang Li stood up and paused slightly to look towards the door.

Did he forget the door code while on a date with Yu Wanqing?

The doorbell continued to ring, its rhythm gentle and unhurried.

She walked to the door, looked at the video screen on the wall, immediately opened the door, and looked at the person who came in, "Yin Ming?"

"Miss Pear".

Yin Ming, dressed in a sharp suit, stood respectfully at the door. "The boss has had too much to drink and is in his car now."

He looked slightly embarrassed. "I wanted to help him in, but he wouldn't let me. Perhaps... you could help him?"

"Did Uncle drink too much?"

Jiang Li glanced outside and saw a black luxury car parked in the courtyard, its lights still on, making it impossible to see who was inside.

Gu Zhishen has never liked drinking, and even when he was socializing at drinking parties in the past, he drank very little.

But Jiang Li knew that he just didn't like to drink, but he had a good tolerance for alcohol and rarely got drunk.

"Yes," Yin Ming explained, "the boss seems to be in a bad mood today."

"Isn't he with Yu Wanqing?" Jiang Li asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice. "What happened? Did you two have a fight?"

"I'm not too sure about that," Yin Ming said truthfully. "But the boss only stayed at the art exhibition for less than ten minutes before leaving. He went to take care of some personal business and then got into a bad mood. He's been drinking alone at Lingge ever since."

Jiang Li understood; that meant Gu Zhishen hadn't spent the entire day with Yu Wanqing.

"Miss Li." Yin Ming glanced inside the car, then looked at Jiang Li, "Could you please help the boss inside?"

Jiang Li brushed a strand of hair that had fallen behind her ear. "Okay."

She walked to the car and opened the back door. A strong smell of alcohol wafted from inside, indicating that the driver had drunk quite a bit.

The man had taken off his coat and was sitting down, wearing only a black shirt and a slightly loosened tie. He was leaning back in the back seat, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

The light spilled into the dimly lit carriage, making his well-defined features appear even more striking and three-dimensional in the shadows. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he were quite uncomfortable.

Her eyes were gently closed, lacking her usual coldness and aloofness.

Seemingly hearing the door open, the man turned his head and slightly opened his eyes.

Jiang Li suddenly froze.

The man half-closed his eyes, his amber eyes filled with a gentle tenderness that seemed almost overflowing with affection.

My heart started pounding again, uncontrollably.

She hadn't seen that look in her eyes for a long time.

He used to look at her with such tenderness and call her softly, "Lili." His voice was deep and sexy.

"How much did they drink?"

She muttered to herself, bent down and reached out to take his arm. "Let's get out of the car, we're home."

Gu Zhishen stared at her intently, his handsome eyes as deep as the stars.

He suddenly raised his hand, his slender fingertips landing on Jiang Li's forehead, gently rubbing it. "I drank too much, sorry."

His voice was so beautiful it had a seductive quality, and it pierced into Jiang Li's ear.

When Jiang Li met his gaze, her hand froze, her heart pounded so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest, and her ears suddenly felt hot.

"Are you drunk?" she asked.

Gu Zhishen's expression softened as he leaned on the seat and got out of the car.

As soon as he got out of the car, he stumbled a step, and Jiang Li quickly steadied him. The man took the opportunity to put his arm around her waist and lean on her shoulder.

Jiang Li's heart was racing and her breathing was rapid.

The man's tall figure completely enveloped her, and the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the cold, woody scent made her feel somewhat dazed.

Gu Zhishen rested his head on her shoulder, but there wasn't much weight pressing down on her.

Jiang Li couldn't see his expression clearly, but she heard his deep, magnetic voice say in her ear, "Drunk."

Her hands barely encircled the man's lean waist, then gently wrapped around him.

This hug, which wasn't really a hug, made her eyes well up with tears.

She had wanted to hug him for a long time.

"Miss Pear".

Yin Ming's voice sounded from beside her, pulling her back to reality.

"Please take care of the boss. I'll be going now."

Jiang Li nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

Yin Ming glanced at Gu Zhishen, parked the car in the garage, and left.

The vast courtyard was completely silent.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the streetlights come on.

The silhouettes of the two embracing were stretched out long.

Jiang Li's gaze fell on the shadows pressed tightly together on the ground, and she felt the man's warmth emanating from them; she didn't want to separate.

But being drunk is being drunk, and that doesn't count.

Once the alcohol wore off, the hug was over.

Jiang Li slowly loosened her grip on his hand, and suddenly the arm that was holding her slender waist pulled her forward slightly.

"Pear."

A man's deep voice sounded in her ear, and his hot breath slid across her neck.

Jiang Li trembled all over, rendered immobile by the intimate address.