I went to a nearby restaurant based on the location Lu Zhiyuan sent me.

This restaurant is not big and the dishes are very affordable. The only thing worth praising is that it is small and quiet.

I pushed open the door of the private room and saw Lu Zhiyuan sitting alone at the dining table. There were only a few dishes on the table, but there were several bottles of white wine.

Lu Zhiyuan held his forehead with his hand, not knowing whether he was drunk or sleepy.

I called out softly, "Lu Zhiyuan?"

He raised his head when he heard the voice. His eyes were bloodshot but clear, so he must be still awake.

"You're here." He whispered, pulling out a chair next to him, "Sit down."

I can understand how he is now, and I can only stay with him silently.

I sat down and looked at him worriedly: "Where did you go this afternoon? Why didn't you answer the phone or reply to the messages?"

I didn't tell him that I had been feeling uneasy all afternoon.

I never thought that even after divorce, I would still be so concerned about his safety.

Lu Zhiyuan laughed at himself: "I didn't go to find Yan Meng, you don't have to worry."

Judging from his smile, he seemed to have misunderstood something.

I didn't explain, but seeing him pouring more wine into the glass, I snatched the bottle from his hand.

"Don't drink like that. It hurts your stomach."

The food on the table had not been touched at all. Lu Zhiyuan had been drinking since he sat there.

He didn't eat anything at the celebration banquet in the afternoon, and drinking so much white wine on an empty stomach would definitely end up in the hospital.

I put some food into his bowl and said to him in a commanding tone, "Eat something first, or you can't drink!"

Lu Zhiyuan lowered his eyes to look at the food in the bowl and smiled bitterly.

He didn't move his chopsticks. Instead, he looked up at me, his face suddenly serious. "What did Yan Meng tell you about the Lu family?"

I was slightly stunned. Lu Zhiyuan explained slowly, "When I mentioned Lou Xiaoyun this afternoon, you weren't surprised at all, nor did you ask any further questions. I guess Yan Meng has mentioned those old stories to you before, right?"

I didn't hide it and nodded: "Yes, Yan Meng told me about it, but he didn't mention much."

"What did he tell you?"

I answered truthfully, "He just said that your father and his mother, Lou Xiaoyun, were partners at the time, but before a design competition, he stole Lou Xiaoyun's entry design manuscript, betrayed Lou Xiaoyun, and caused her to fail the competition. Bailu Garments was on the verge of bankruptcy, and Lou Xiaoyun became seriously ill and died with hatred in her heart."

I gradually lowered my voice. After all, Lu Jing was Lu Zhiyuan's father. When Lu Zhiyuan heard Yan Meng say that his father had done such a despicable thing, he would definitely not believe it and might even get angry.

But Lu Zhiyuan was calmer than I thought.

He nodded thoughtfully and said calmly, "This is similar to the information I found out."

He said this with a calm expression, but my heart still ached.

No wonder he drank so much. After finding out all this, he must have been struggling in his heart, right?

I asked cautiously, "What do you think about this?"

Lu Zhiyuan was silent for a long time, then he slowly exhaled and said word by word: "Based on my understanding of my father, I don't believe he wouldn't do such a thing."

Not only Lu Zhiyuan couldn't believe it, even I found it hard to believe when I first heard the news.

Lu Jing is an honest and kind person. He usually makes clothes and takes care of flowers and plants at home. He is obviously a very Buddhist person, so why would he do something to gain fame and fortune?