Shi Heng stared at the video for a long time, then suddenly sneered, "Interesting. Go find out where Mu Xuerou's funds are coming from, and then thoroughly investigate Weiwei."

"From the first day she showed up in the capital, who she contacted, what money she used, I want to know what she's hiding behind this."

Sim's heart trembled. "You doubt..."

Shi Heng nodded, "Vivian is most likely Mu Xuewei."

There was a sudden knock on the office door, and Assistant Qin's voice came over, "Mr. Shi, the R&D department's video conference will start in five minutes."

Shi Heng glanced at Xim one last time and said, "Remember, report this matter directly to me."

"Understood." Sim turned and left.

…

Two o'clock in the afternoon, North Suburb Film Studio.

Gu Youran walked into the studio holding Shi Heng's arm and went straight to the best position next to the monitor.

Under the warm yellow light, the carefully built "home" in the center of the set looks particularly cozy.

"Action!" Director Cen's voice rang out.

The young actor who played Jiang Xianyin excitedly waved a piece of paper covered with musical notes and shouted crisply, "Alan! Lisa! Look at the song I wrote!"

Song Lin, with his signature messy curly hair, immediately got into character, with a glint of surprise in his eyes.

He rushed over with a loud laugh, picked up the little girl and spun her around, his movements enthusiastic yet measured.

Gu Youran looked at this scene, a faint smile forming on her lips.

She turned her head and whispered to Shi Heng, "It was quite similar, but Alan was more like the wind at that time, spinning fast and violently. Lisa was always shouting beside him, 'Alan! Watch out for my lights!'"

She imitated Lisa's tone so vividly that she couldn't help but chuckle.

Shi Heng looked at her smiling face, and his tense heartstrings finally relaxed. "It seems that Mr. Song is still too 'gentlemanly'."

The camera then turns to the actress playing Lisa at the door, who is giving a lazy smile according to the script.

Gu Youran watched with a gentle gaze and said to Shi Heng, "When Lisa sees us having fun, there's always fatigue in her eyes, yet she's also greedy for the gentleness of this lively atmosphere."

The attic scenes were filmed quickly.

"Cut! Perfect!" Director Cen exclaimed with satisfaction, "Get ready to switch to filming the funeral scene!"

The lighting on the set changed instantly, from warm yellow to pale white.

The props team quickly brought white wreaths to decorate the mourning hall.

Gu Youran's breathing was steady, and he could even comment to Shi Heng, "The guitar case is too new. Alan's old guitar should have a crack on it."

“Zheng——”

A string sound suddenly rang out.

It turned out that the stage manager accidentally touched the spare guitar.

Gu Youran suddenly turned her head. This wrong tone was like a stone thrown into the lake of her heart, opening up memories of sixteen years ago.

The last sound the nine-year-old girl heard at the funeral on that rainy day was this guitar going out of tune.

But the expected sting did not occur.

She pressed her chest and felt only a warm calm.

The voice that once kept her awake at night has now become a beautiful note connecting life and death.

She turned to Shi Heng, with stars falling from her eyes, "Did you hear that? Alan's last heartbeat has now become our common song."

Shi Heng stared into her clear eyes, where there was no trace of the storm.

He raised his hand and gently brushed her eyelashes, wiping away the non-existent tears.

"Heng," she suddenly tiptoed close to his ear, her voice filled with lazy sweetness, "I want to drink double hot cocoa."

"Okay, let's go now." Shi Heng's eyes were full of doting.

As they left the set holding hands, Gu Youran looked back one last time.

The funeral setting that had once broken her heart looked like a faded old photo under the light, and could no longer stir any emotion.

…

Seven o'clock in the evening, Emperor Club.

The stretched Lincoln slowly stopped at the door. Shi Heng stepped out of the car, his tall and straight figure outlined by his black suit.

He turned around and stretched out his hand, and Gu Youran got out of the car gracefully, holding his fingertips.

She wore a silver-white fishtail dress tonight, with tiny diamonds adorning her waist. When she walked, she looked like a river of stars pouring down. A pair of pearl earrings on her earlobes made her skin look as white as snow.

The flash went off instantly.

The reporters who had been waiting for a long time squeezed forward, shouting "Mr. Shi".

Shi Heng just lowered his eyes to look at his wife, blocking the crowd for her.

The Starlight Banquet Hall on the top floor was bustling with activity.

As soon as James saw them, he immediately came over with champagne and a warm smile, "Mr. Shi! Mrs. Shi!"

Following behind him was a middle-aged man in a well-ironed suit and with sharp eyes.

James introduced, "This is Mr. Lin, the CEO of Corey Pharmaceuticals. He's very interested in your new drug development. He heard that Mrs. Shi is a leader in the medical field, so he wanted to meet her."

Mr. Lin said respectfully, "I've long heard of Madam Shi's name. I didn't expect her to be even more elegant than the rumors say."

Gu Youran smiled and nodded, while Shi Heng nodded calmly, "Mr. Lin, you're too polite."

After a few pleasantries, President Lin quickly got to the point. "President Shi, I heard that your cooperation with Wilson has been finalized. I wonder if you are interested in the medical field..."

Shi Heng interrupted him, "For the specific details, you can come to my office tomorrow to discuss it in detail."

Mr. Lin's eyes lit up and he immediately raised his glass, "Mr. Shi, see you tomorrow!"

The lights dimmed, and the host took the stage to deliver a speech, announcing the official start of the charity auction.

At this moment, the door of the banquet hall opened again.

Bai Xiangning entered the venue wearing a beige cheongsam and holding the arm of Vivian, who was wearing a red dress.

Mu Xueruo followed closely behind, her diamond dress dazzling.

Wherever the three of them passed, the guests looked at them sideways.

The first lot to be auctioned was a famous painting with a starting price of three million.

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