Lei Zhao and Wang Lu glared at each other. The atmosphere between them was as cold as winter. Ye Xing, Lei Zhao’s secretary, kept silent at the side as he felt nervous about their discussion.

Lei Zhao looked at Ye Xing, snapping him out of his thoughts with what he said.

”Have you asked someone to watch over my wife?” he asked Ye Xing, emphasizing the word “wife” on purpose.

Ye Xing gulped, sensing the irritation in Wang Lu’s demeanor. The secretary nodded to answer his question, followed by his assurance.

”Yes, Mr. Lei.”

”Good,” Lei Zhao said, returning his gaze to Wang Lu. “Come. Sit. You want to end this immediately, right?”

Wang Lu silently for a while. Heaving a small sigh as he tried his best to calm himself, he sat down, the two of them already facing each other.

”Do you like anything to eat?”

”No.”

”You came all the way here. Are you sure–“

”Cut the crap with your hospitality. We both hate each other. You know that.”

Silence befell them one more time, Ye Xing discreetly gulping again as he listened to their conversation. Somehow, the secretary wished that he wasn’t around. But then, it is his job to listen and to take down notes that are deemed necessary.

”Now,” Wang Lu looked focused and, at the same time, annoyed, “Go directly to the point. What do you want?”

At the same moment, the waitress came, serving them a breakfast meal. Wang Lu was in no mood to eat, and even though he rejected the offer of food, it turns out that Ye Xing already ordered food for them.

They were eating egg fried rice, with fried fish and some sausages. Even though Wang Lu declined the offer a while ago, now that the food is in front of them, it made him realize that he was famished.

Well, he did come here early as Ye Xing let the bodyguards pick him up. At first, Wang Lu did not want to come, but with Ye Xing’s persuasion and with the thought of Yan Mei being on the island, he agreed.

Lei Zhao and Wang Lu started eating their meal. It was a silent breakfast meal, but the two would be talking business soon once the mood was set right.

However, could the mood between them be okay?

After a few minutes, Lei Zhao put his spoon and fork down and stared at Wang Lu. The man also did the same, Lei Zhao already talking to get his attention.

”I want to talk to you about my wife,” he said, Lei Zhao, wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin. When Wang Lu heard this, he could not help but roll his eyes at him, answering him in such a way that his annoyance was evident in his voice.

”How could you not realize that the woman you married is not a saint that you think she is?”

Lei Zhao’s eyebrows twitched when he heard this. He raised a brow at him as he cocked his head to the side, coldness evident in his voice.

”What did you say about my wife?”

”Oh, you know what I mean,” Wang Lu said, sarcastically laughing at the same time. “You saw what happened in the video. It was her, alright. How could you look at her as if she’s innocent?”

Lei Zhao did not say a single word. He knew that Wang Lu was venting his frustrations out.

He could not understand him. He knew that Wang Lu still loves his wife, and he knew that Wang Lu is also angry about what had happened.

But with that, it had confirmed one thing: that Wang Lu indeed knows something that may lead them to have more clues.

”Do you want me to confirm the authenticity of the video to you?” Wang Lu said, then scoffed, getting Lei Zhao’s attention. “The video is not fake–not photoshopped.”

”And so?” Lei Zhao cocked his head to the side as if he heard something absurd from Wang Lu. “What’s your point?”

Wang Lu scoffed once more, not believing that Lei Zhao could not see his point. It was then at this moment that Wang Lu began to feel so frustrated. Because of that, he started telling him his frustrations–almost shouting at him.

”Didn’t you see the video at the launch? Isn’t that enough reason for you to doubt your wife?”

Lei Zhao stared straight into his eyes, “It was all in the past. Besides, the video could not be true.”

Wang Lu exasperatedly ran his hair through his hair. He felt that Lei Zhao was blind! He thought that Lei Zhao was stubborn not to believe him! How could Lei Zhao be this stupid to turn a blind eye at the video?

Is his love towards Yan Mei this great?

”Wang Lu,” Lei Zhao called out to him, snapping him out of his thoughts. “Is the video the reason why you have divorced Yan Mei?”

”You…”

Wang Lu instantly went quiet. His question was like a bullet shot straight from a gun, silencing him as it hit a bull’s eye.

With Wang Lu’s reaction, Lei Zhao heaved a small sigh, already knowing the answer based on the expression on his face.

”As I thought,” he mumbled, but it was enough for Wang Lu to hear. With his reply, Wang Lu sarcastically chuckled, talking again to justify what Lei Zhao had said.

”It’s not a video that I saw,” he said, Lei Zhao’s eyes on him as he drank his glass of water. “I saw it with my own eyes. I saw Feng Mei **ing my best friend before me.”

Lei Zhao was quite surprised, but he was calm enough not to show the surprise on his face. His lips turned into a tight line as Wang Lu continued to talk, explaining more about what he saw.

Lei Zhao thought that Wang Lu could be lying. But then again, with how Wang Lu is talking and with how mature he was into telling him, how could he lie about something like this?

”There was a note that I got about Feng Mei cheating on me,” he said almost in a whisper, but Lei Zhao still heard him. I didn’t believe it, of course. She’s married to me. How could I doubt her? I love her.”

Lei Zhao was still silent as he continued listening to Wang Lu. Little by little, he understood the love he felt for Yan Mei. It made Lei Zhao realize that Wang Lu is not capable of lying to him even though both of them hated each other.

”But Feng Mei and I–we have been so distant with each other during those times, so I could not help but have a doubt in my heart. With the information given to me, I had to make sure. I want to make sure.”

”So, because of you two growing distant and with the note coming into play, you could not help but feel uneasy about what is happening?”

Hearing Lei Zhao’s question, Wang Lu’s body froze. He then nodded slowly, answering his question as he started to continue talking.

”Maybe I should have confronted them… but I was hurt. How could the woman I love ** the man I trust the most? I wasn’t thinking right… the pain was so real, I felt like I wanted to die.”

Oddly, Wang Lu found himself being honest with his ex-wife’s husband. He knew how much he hated him–he knows how much he was jealous of him, but still, he expressed the woes of his heart in front of the man he hated.

Lei Zhao could not help but sigh, “So you did not ask her anything? You assumed that it was automatically her? Because of that spur of moment, you have asked to divorce?”

”Lei Zhao,” Wang Lu’s tone was serious, “If you were in my position–seeing the woman you love ** the man you trust the most, what would you feel?”

Silence befell the two. It was as if they were the only ones on the island due to the quietness and the stillness of the atmosphere.

Lei Zhao contemplated for a moment as he tried putting himself in the shoes of Wang Lu. He imagined himself–imagined Yan Mei cheating on him.

With that, his hands on his lap turned into tight fists as his eyebrows creased in discomfort. Wang Lu, however, saw his reaction. He did not dare comment about it but with Lei Zhao understanding what he could have meant, he’d rather keep quiet.

”Wang Lu,” Lei Zhao snapped himself out of his thoughts as his care for his wife arose, shoving the cheating issue at the side. “Has Yan Mei been kidnapped, while you two were together?”

In an instant, Wang Lu’s eyes widened in surprise. He then leaned in closer as if telling him a secret, now showing concern for the woman he still loved.

”Why? What’s happenning? Is she having those breakdowns and attacks again?”

Lei Zhao blinked his eyes a few times. It seems that Yan Mei indeed had been kidnapped while she was with Wang Lu and that her ex-husband knew this much.

Lei Zhao then nodded, making Wang Lu sigh as he clicked his tongue, not understanding what is happening.

”Wang Lu, if you know something, you have to tell me. Who is the kidnapper? I know you tried something but with the expression on your face, it turns out that he’s still out in the run.”

Wang Lu stared straight into Lei Zhao’s eyes. It was as if the hatred he showed towards him disappeared as concern for Yan Mei reflected in his eyes, forgetting that he hated the man before him.

”Tell me what you know. Yan Mei–her life might be at risk, Wang Lu.”