The pier is very large, several kilometers away, so even if you find it before dawn, you may not get any results.

Just then, lights shone from a distance and a private car drove into the area.

I recognize that car. I saw it in the yard of Yan's villa. It was Yan Lirong's car.

I found a secluded place to hide and watched Yan Lirong's every move quietly.

Yan Lirong got out of the car, walked towards the edge, and stopped in front of a container.

Li Tao and I tiptoed around from behind and hid nearby.

I saw Yan Lirong use the key to open the door of the container and turn on the flashlight in his hand. The darkness was instantly dispelled, allowing me to see clearly inside.

In the empty space, Yan Meng was tied up, his mouth sealed with black tape, leaning against the corner of the container.

Seeing Yan Lirong walk in, I also moved behind the container door and looked through the gap.

The dazzling light made Yan Meng squint his eyes and frown, trying to adapt to the sudden brightness.

He tilted his head, leaning it against the wall of the box, breathing weakly. Even the movement of raising his head seemed to have consumed a lot of his strength.

Yan Lirong stood in front of him, looking down at him, his voice as gloomy as his face.

"Look at you like this, as your father, I feel really bad for you!"

"Don't look at me with such resentment. If you want to blame someone, blame your mother Lou Xiaoyun! She shouldn't have given birth to you!"

Yan Meng is still in the dark and knows nothing about his own life experience.

He looked at Yan Lirong in astonishment, his brows furrowed in disbelief.

Perhaps in his opinion, even if there was a conflict between father and son, Yan Lirong should not hate his birth.

His puzzled look made Yan Lirong laugh sarcastically.

"I almost forgot, you still don't know your life story. My father and I have been at odds for so many years. It's not that I'm cruel and don't care whether you live or die, but you and I have no blood relationship at all!"

Yan Meng's body stiffened noticeably, and he raised his head in shock.

Yan Lirong snorted coldly and told the truth: "That bitch Lou Xiaoyun was clearly pregnant with Lu Jing's child, but she kept it a secret from me and married me, making me wear a cuckold for so many years!"

"I fell in love with her at first sight and was deeply in love with her!" Yan Lirong laughed at himself sarcastically, gritting his teeth in hatred.

"If it weren't for that accidental fall and scratch when you were a child, which led me to discover that your blood type doesn't match mine, I'd probably still be living in that bitch's lies! Raising someone else's son!"

Yan Lirong cursed bitterly. Although he had his back to me, I could imagine the ferocious look on his face at that moment.

No man can accept that his wife gives birth to another man's child, right?

But why did Yan Lirong hide this secret for so many years?

"After I found out, that bitch knelt on the ground and begged me, begging me to conceal your identity, let you grow up safely, and not to cause trouble for Lu Jing!"

Yan Lirong's voice was sinister: "She truly loved you and Lu Jing. For you, she was willing to do anything for me. And I have done my best for you and your son. Until her death, I did not expose everything and did not let her bear the stigma of being shameless!"

From the way he spoke, it sounded as if he had suffered a great injustice and was repaying evil with kindness.

But based on my few encounters with Yan Lirong, he is not that great, and it is even more impossible for him to voluntarily swallow this humiliation just because of his feelings for Lou Xiaoyun.

Lou Xiaoyun must have promised him something that benefited him.