Fog Returns to the Capital

Chapter 5 will get dirty

"Miss Li?"

Jiang Wang met Li Wu's beautiful, clear eyes and spoke casually—

"Don't want to learn?"

His nonchalant tone carried an intense sense of pressure that left no room for refusal.

Li Wu's face was deathly pale.

She still remembered what Lin Wan had said to her a few minutes earlier.

She couldn't afford to offend any of the young men in this private room, especially the one in front of her.

The private room, which had been filled with laughter and conversation just moments before, was now eerily silent, almost deathly still.

After a few seconds of silence.

Just as Jiang Wang was about to lose his patience, Li Wu suddenly chuckled softly. Her voice was gentle and pure, like winter snow welcoming the first rays of the sun, so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

"Okay."

In the quiet private room, Li Wu heard her own voice.

Calm, indifferent, and open-minded.

She said, "I'll drink it for 500,000 a glass."

The moment she finished speaking, everyone in the private room looked at her differently.

I can't quite describe the feeling. It's like I originally thought she was a beautiful, aloof woman, but I never expected her to be so... worldly?
The light that had been so bright and dazzling on her just a second ago seemed to have turned slightly murky the moment her last words fell.

“Li…Li Wu…”

Lin Wan was so shocked by her that she was speechless, and she didn't know what to say to smooth things over and ease the atmosphere.

For these people, money is just a string of cold, hard numbers.

Whether it's 500,000 or 5 million, it makes no difference to them.

but.

There's a world of difference between being willing to give and actively asking for something.

The others were also somewhat stunned, looking at the girl who was simply standing there.

The initial interest and enjoyment that initially attracted me quickly faded away.

And the next second.

Almost simultaneously, everyone's gaze turned to Jiang Wang, who was sitting in the main seat.

This……

Jiang Wang remained seated casually in his chair, his deep eyes fixed on Li Wu's face, his gaze unreadable.

After a few seconds of silence.

Jiang Wang laughed, his tone still nonchalant, but inexplicably carrying a hint of haughty arrogance and coldness—perhaps it was always there.

"This bottle of wine is worth 500,000, but I'm not willing to treat you to it."

Done.

Bang.

Jiang Wang smashed the wine bottle at Li Wu's feet.

Bright red wine and gleaming glass shards were scattered all over the ground.

……

The chilly night wind blew in from the corner of the corridor, making it seem much colder.

Li Wu's face was icy cold, and even the hem of her skirt, which was damp with wine stains, looked as if it were covered with countless tiny shards of ice.

Lin Wan stood beside Li Wu, hesitant to speak, but finally couldn't help but ask, "Do you know who he is?"

he?
Li Wu knew Lin Wan was referring to the person who smashed the bottle at the end, and she shook her head. "I don't know."

After listening, Lin Wan had a knowing look on her face, so she couldn't help but explain:

"Among the major wealthy families in Beijing, the Jiang family is one of them. It's said that Jiang Wang was worth billions from birth. Not to mention, he's the favorite grandson of the Jiang family patriarch..."

Therefore, compared to losing 500,000, it's obvious to any normal person that trying to gain favor with Jiang Wang would be a better option.

Perhaps they thought Li Wu was a bit naive and "ungrateful," and that she had missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Lin Wan sighed, "It's normal that you don't know; most people have no contact with them..."

Li Wu smiled quietly and said nothing.

"Hey, you..."

Lin Wan couldn't help but sigh again, lamenting why she hadn't had that kind of attention-grabbing opportunity.

When his gaze fell upon Li Wu's damp skirt.

Lin Wan spoke again, "Wait here for me, I'll go get our things and then leave..." Just as she was about to turn around...

Lin Wan seemed to suddenly remember something. She stopped, looked at Li Wu, and asked.

"If Young Master Wang had really given you that 500,000 yuan in the private room, would you have drunk that glass of wine?"

When Lin Wan asked this question, she was prepared that Li Wu would not answer.

Unexpectedly, Li Wu answered without any hesitation.

"Drink up, why don't you drink?"

Li Wu's tone was natural, as if she were asking someone how the weather was today, "It's 500,000 a cup, I can drink as much as he has."

"..."

Lin Wan's red lips moved several times.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, and went through the exquisite and intricate stone cave door to get their belongings.

A gentle breeze blows, and the night is still and deep.

Li Wu gazed at the bamboo forest swaying in the moonlight not far away, her eyes calm and serene.

She knew what Lin Wan wanted to say.

Even the most unyielding spirit requires first being alive.

Li Wu had been standing all night. Now that there was no one around, she took a few steps forward and sat down on the stone steps under the corridor.

The wet hem of her skirt draped over her ankles.

Li Wu felt a chill.

She lowered her head, reached out and gathered the wet hem of her skirt together, wrung it out, and managed to squeeze out a few drops of dark red wine.

One drop at a time.

It splashed onto the bluestone steps below.

A small, mottled, and disheveled flower was created by the dyeing process.

After wringing it dry, Li Wu looked at her palm, which was also covered with red wine stains.

A bottle of wine costs 500,000 yuan; the wine on her hands must be worth at least a thousand or two.

Li Wu was thinking randomly.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed over me, and a cool, elegant woody scent filled my nostrils. A pure white handkerchief came into view.

The man's deep, gentle voice descended from above her head—

"Clean."

This familiar voice...

Li Wu subconsciously looked up.

When Li Wu met the man's dark, deep eyes, as dark as an ink sea, she was stunned for a moment.

It was the man she had met in the elevator before.

In the stillness.

Seeing that Li Wu hesitated and didn't take it, the man extended the pure white handkerchief in his hand forward a little further. "Hmm?"

A single syllable, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet inexplicably evokes an aura of oppressive power, seemingly emanating from someone accustomed to high office.

After realizing what was happening, Li Wu shook her head, pulled her hand behind her back, and said in a low voice, "It will get dirty."

Even setting aside the fact that the handkerchief was pure white, just by looking at its texture, you could tell it wasn't something an ordinary person could afford.

and.

Not knowing if he had overheard her conversation with Lin Wan, Li Wu felt a strange sense of unease.

Although she didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, she didn't know how he would see her.

Li Wu looked somewhat at a loss, a rare sight on her delicate, fair face.

In her haste, she hastily wiped her hands on her clothes.

After feeling that everything was clean, Li Wu subconsciously spread it out in front of the man, her tone crisp and light, "Look, it's all clean."

Because she had been learning the guzheng for a while, Li Wu had bandages wrapped around several of her fair and slender fingers, and there were still some residual wine stains between her fingers.

It looks strangely comical.

Li Wu withdrew her hand in frustration after only two seconds of reaching out.

The moonlight shone on the blue stone steps, like a shower of flowing starlight.

Li Wu saw the man's face, as handsome as a god's, and heard his voice, gentler than the hazy moonlight, fall—

(End of this chapter)