Gu Weiwei refused Madam Fu's request to allow Gu Siting to return for the funeral, but instead had Yuan Shuo and Yuan Meng arrange for people to go and help with the funeral, giving the deceased Old Master Gu a proper burial.

I only mentioned this to Fu Hanzheng once, and never mentioned it to my family again.

Fu Hanzheng smiled with satisfaction when he heard that she had refused.

"It's best if you don't agree to this, even if you do, I won't agree anyway."

Sending Gu Siting to the funeral was too risky, and the ultimate consequences of that risk were something he couldn't afford.

He knew that the two elders of the Gu family had treated her well, so he didn't kill them and left them a way out.

However, he was not so compassionate. He did not plan anything that Gu Siting had done, nor did he care about the blood feud between the Fu and Gu families. He sympathized with them and sent Gu Siting to the funeral.

“The Fu family sent people over to help, but I doubt they would accept it, so I had Yuan Meng and the others arrange for someone else to help with the funeral,” Gu Weiwei said.

Fu Hanzheng nodded, thinking that this was more than enough.

"By the way, do you have any free time lately?" Gu Weiwei asked.

Fu Hanzheng glanced at her. "It depends on the arrangements. What's wrong?"

Gu Weiwei approached, reached out to loosen his tie, and said gently.

"We're going to have our wedding in a few months, and my mother suggested we take new wedding photos."

"You want to film this?" Fu Hanzheng asked.

We already took photos last time, so it doesn't matter whether he takes photos or not; it mainly depends on her.

Gu Weiwei chuckled softly, "Let's take Youyou and Tiantian and have a special arrangement."

“That’s not called a wedding photo, that’s called a family photo,” Fu Hanzheng corrected.

"Regardless of what it is, have you ever done it before, taking advantage of the warmer weather now?" Gu Weiwei pressed.

Fu Hanzheng thought for a moment, "Next month, maybe. It'll be a bit warmer next month, and my work schedule won't be as tight."

"Okay, next month then." Gu Weiwei nodded in agreement.

Just as the two finished their discussion, Fu Hanzheng's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and said...

"I'm going to the study to take care of some work-related matters."

"Okay," Gu Weiwei replied, and went to wash up first.

Fu Hanzheng left the master bedroom and answered a phone call as he walked upstairs.

"explain."

The caller was He Chi, who was still in Country A. "Gu Siting's recent behavior is a bit strange."

"What's strange?" Fu Hanzheng asked as he went upstairs.

“I’ve sent you the surveillance video; you can watch it yourself,” He Chi said.

Fu Hanzheng entered the office, turned on his computer, opened his email, and looked at the video He Chi had sent.

In the video, Gu Siting is imprisoned in a pure white room filled with security measures. Apart from basic living facilities, there is nothing that he could use to commit suicide.

However, unlike his previous extreme acts of self-harm and suicide, Gu Siting is now sitting calmly in the room, seemingly talking to himself.

How long has this been going on?

“It’s been almost a month,” He Chi said on the other end of the phone.

After Gu Siting's injuries gradually improved, he seemed like a completely different person.

He no longer resorted to self-harm and suicide as before. Instead, he became incredibly gentle, but it seemed that he couldn't see the people and things around him and lived entirely in a world of his own imagination.

"Still be careful, don't let your guard down, this person... is very cunning," Fu Hanzheng advised.

If everything is just a facade put on by Gu Siting to lull them into a false sense of security, unimaginable consequences could occur when they are not paying attention.

He Chi stammered for a long time before finally speaking.

"You saw him talking to himself in the video, didn't you?"

"What was he saying?" Fu Hanzheng asked, since it was just a surveillance video and they couldn't hear what Gu Siting was saying at the time.

“He…” He Chi chuckled dryly a few times and said, “He’s talking to your wife. He’s been doing this lately, calling your wife’s name into thin air, and he does it very gently.”