After hearing Luo Tianhe's account, Jiang Cheng took a moment to digest it, then turned to Ding Zhenzong and Lin Qianqian and asked bluntly, "Did you two find anything?"
"I'll explain," Ding Zhenzong said eagerly. "Lin Qianqian and I didn't go far. We investigated around Wu Manor, focusing on the huge red and white lanterns hanging in front of the gates."
"We already know the white lanterns were for Mr. Wu's death. As for what the red lanterns meant, we felt there was more to them than met the eye."
"And sure enough, we found out that the red lanterns were for a wedding." Ding Zhenzong suddenly lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously. "Someone in Wu Manor got married—and... on the very day Mr. Wu died!"
"So it really was a clash of joy and mourning," Yuan Shanyuan murmured, his expression a little strange.
Holding a wedding and a funeral at the same time was certainly bizarre, but Jiang Cheng was more interested in who it had happened to. "Do you know which member of the household got married?"
The Wu family was fairly large, and there were plenty of eligible young men. Jiang Cheng immediately pictured the Second Young Master's pale, frail face and strange, ailing leg. Could it have been...
To his surprise, Lin Qianqian spoke up. Her voice was low. "That's the strange part. We asked around, trying to get people to tell us indirectly, but not one person knew which member of the household had gotten married."
"And there's something else that's strange. The Wu family's gates were shut tight that day. No one went in or out, which means... no bride was brought into the manor!"
"There was no bride, and no guests were invited either, right?" Luo Tianhe suddenly asked.
Lin Qianqian nodded, her