Dating the Heartthrob Superstar
Chapter 95: Ming Hui Goes to Prison

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: Ming Hui Goes to Prison

Chapter 95: Ming Hui Sent to Prison

Fang Minghui adjusted his clothes to make himself look more composed. Even though he had lost to Meng Chao in everything, he didn’t want to seem like a defeated dog in terms of demeanor.

Despite pulling his clothes straight without a single wrinkle, the exhaustion written across his brows betrayed him. Fang Minghui was incredibly tired. In recent times, he had been dealing with constant ridicule and covert sarcasm from the family while also trying to build something significant, hoping to drag the Fang Family out of the mire and force those who had mocked him to see him in a new light.

But Fang Minghui knew this was impossible. After all, there were still three major obstacles pressing heavily on the Fang Family. Caught between dreams and harsh reality, Fang Minghui no longer had the same charismatic vigor he once had. Despite being only twenty-six, he looked closer to someone in their thirties or forties—his hair had already turned white.

Thus, when Meng Chao strode in confidently, Fang Minghui couldn’t suppress the jealousy rising within him. He once had been just like Meng Chao—tall, long-legged, and radiating charisma. Now, things had changed; even his back had been bent under the burden of life.

For a moment, Meng Chao almost didn’t recognize the man in front of him as Fang Minghui, but he didn’t waste his breath on small talk. Cutting straight to the heart of the matter, Meng Chao said, "I believe you understand why I’m here today. I thought these circumstances would have humbled you, but I didn’t expect that you’d manage to make yourself look even more pathetic."

Feigning innocence, Fang Minghui pretended not to understand what Meng Chao meant, his face showing deliberate confusion. "I don’t know what you’re talking about. If Mr. Meng, the grand celebrity, has nothing else, I suggest you leave. My humble abode clearly isn’t fit for one as illustrious as yourself."

Meng Chao let out a derisive laugh. "Do you really think I’m here today to argue with you? You know what you did. Do you honestly think I need evidence? I just came to see what a sorry state you’re in—and I must say, it’s even worse than I imagined. But trust me, the moment you try anything against Lin Qin again, I’ll make sure your life becomes even more miserable."

For someone like Fang Minghui, who once carried himself with pride and arrogance, what would deliver the most crushing blow? Nothing short of tramping on his self-esteem and grinding it into the dirt could utterly break him.

This was exactly what Meng Chao was doing now.

"You!" Fang Minghui hadn’t anticipated Meng Chao’s tyrannical disregard for decency. He glared at Meng Chao with venomous rage before quickly regaining composure, curling his lips into a cold scowl. "Meng Chao, if you won’t let me live peacefully, I won’t let you live peacefully either."

Meng Chao sneered and glanced at Fang Minghui dismissively. "You really think you’re in a position to fight me now?"

With that, Meng Chao turned and walked away without looking back.

Fang Minghui stared at Meng Chao’s departing figure, gritting his teeth in frustration while reluctantly admitting the truth of Meng Chao’s words. At this moment, he indeed lacked the means to oppose Meng Chao.

Still, he could rebuild himself. He believed that one day, he’d stand back at his former heights—or even higher. He’d crush every single person who underestimated him, who bullied him.

But the next day, Fang Minghui realized he would never get that chance.

The Fang Group was investigated for serious tax evasion and fraud. All senior executives, including Fang Minghui, were taken in for questioning. In the end, it was discovered that these problems existed from the very moment Fang Minghui joined the tech company.

Given the substantial amounts involved, Fang Minghui was sentenced to prison.

Only then did he understand that Meng Chao’s words—"I’ll make sure you suffer even more"—were not petty insults but an earnest promise backed by action.

Fang Minghui regretted everything, but it was far too late to change anything now.

When Lin Qin heard about Fang Minghui’s plight, he felt neither happiness nor anger. As he had once said on Weibo, those people had completely ceased to hold any connection to him. Whether they thrived or suffered, he no longer cared.

...

A month after the New Year, Meng Ke dumped all the company matters onto Meng Chao and gleefully packed his bags, preparing to head to Europe with Han Zhi.

Before leaving, Meng Ke swore an oath on his life—he wouldn’t return until he successfully won over Han Zhi.

Meng Chao joked, "Then I guess you’ll never be able to come back."

Meng Ke responded by making a "get lost" gesture at Meng Chao, telling him not to jinx it with his crow’s beak.

Despite the jesting, when Meng Chao went to see him off at the airport, he sincerely wished Meng Ke a successful pursuit of his love.

This time, Han Zhi was heading to Europe to film a music video for his new album. He thought he had finally managed to shake off Meng Ke and could enjoy half a month of peace and quiet. Just imagining it made Han Zhi a little excited.

Yet, upon arriving in Europe and opening the door to his hotel room, he spotted Meng Ke stepping out of the room opposite his. Han Zhi rolled his eyes directly to the heavens.

Meng Ke grinned widely at Han Zhi and said, "What a coincidence! Are you here as a tourist too?"

With a loud "bang," Han Zhi slammed his door shut. He didn’t believe for a second that Meng Ke didn’t know he was there for the music video—Meng Ke really was like a stubborn ghost that refused to leave.

Though his words expressed disdain, after closing the door, Han Zhi couldn’t help but laugh.

In truth, maybe he didn’t dislike Meng Ke as much as he thought—perhaps he even liked him a little.

Just a little. Han Zhi convinced himself of that.

Over the next half month, Han Zhi was fully immersed in filming the music video. Meng Ke, on the other hand, kept finding excuses to show up at the filming sites. With his easy-going nature, Meng Ke quickly earned favor with the crew, often bringing food for Han Zhi and the staff whenever he visited, making him quite popular on set.

Some foreigners on the crew began casting ambiguous looks toward Meng Ke and Han Zhi—looks that made Han Zhi momentarily doubt whether they were truly just colleagues or an actual couple.

At first, Han Zhi would explain such misunderstandings once or twice, but after realizing it was pointless, he stopped bothering altogether. In the end, he thought: after the collaboration ends, everyone will go their separate ways; there’s no need to waste time clarifying.

This behavior from Han Zhi, however, was misunderstood by Meng Ke as silent approval, which he shamelessly took advantage of.

Han Zhi himself wasn’t aware of Meng Ke’s growing brazenness—or perhaps he hadn’t yet realized that his own attitude toward Meng Ke was becoming increasingly accommodating. It seemed as though Meng Ke could always bend his rules and boundaries. Or rather, Han Zhi’s principles and limits seemed nonexistent when it came to Meng Ke, left to be recklessly shattered by his own accord.

Thus, the two remained entangled like this until the music video finished filming. Yet, Meng Ke hadn’t managed to secure Han Zhi’s agreement to a relationship, leaving him somewhat dejected. Was Meng Chao right? Would he truly be unable to return home ever again?

Then, on the evening following the shoot, everything changed.

In K City, a famous music festival was happening, one that Meng Ke knew Han Zhi wanted to attend. He managed to get two tickets and invited Han Zhi to go with him.

Delighted by the prospect of the festival, Han Zhi agreed readily.

The music festival was packed with crowds, and Han Zhi felt completely relaxed. He thought they’d spend the night having fun and then return, but their luck turned sour—they encountered a terror attack.