Jiang Fuyue’s single sentence left Han Ting dumbfounded on the spot.
By the time he snapped out of it, she had already walked off.
Little Mang trotted after her, proudly leaving behind a view of his haughty doggy behind.
The teenager clenched his teeth, stifling a wave of frustration.
…
After walking the dog, Jiang Fuyue headed back.
She had barely stepped inside when she heard Han Shen’s furious roar—
“Han Heng, look what you’ve done!”
With that, he flung a phone at him.
Han Heng was utterly confused—and took the hit squarely.
“Ow!” he yelped, picking it up and glancing at the screen. In the next second, he froze. “H-how did this happen?!”
“You’re the one in the photo, and you have the nerve to ask me?!”
“I-I didn’t even know I was being photographed…”
On Weibo, two GIFs had taken the homepage by storm, with major gossip accounts diving in.
The first GIF showed Han Heng bundled up like a zongzi, carrying a bouquet of roses as he entered the Chunfeng Hotel.
The second GIF showed him exiting the hotel, pulling a suitcase behind him. The roses were now in the arms of a tall, slender young woman.
Han Heng even held the car door open for her, shielding her head as she got in, and the two then drove away together.
@EntertainmentExposeV: 【Hot Scoop! Grand Slam Film Emperor Han Heng caught in romance scandal—hotel meetup, rose bouquet, all the tender gestures captured on camera】
@EntertainmentZhougongV: 【The bachelor who swore he’d never marry unless it was for true love has finally found someone—meanwhile, you’re still single.】
@CaiweiWeekly: 【Han Heng caught rendezvousing with mystery woman—roses, luxury car pickup—ladies, brace yourselves for heartbreak.】
@GossipPipelineV: 【First rumors of a girlfriend, now an actual romance scandal—Han Heng’s every move seems to point toward going public?】
Public opinion was sharply divided.
Supporters said—
【Brother Han’s finally getting married—time to celebrate!】
【If I get to see Han Heng walk down the aisle in this lifetime, I can die happy.】
【No more worrying about him growing old alone—yay!】
【Wishing them happiness and lasting love.】
【I’m a little heartbroken… Been his fan for so long, and now he’s someone else’s. But I still sincerely wish him well—because Brother Han deserves it!】
【That girl has such a great figure. She and Brother Han look amazing together!】
【Right?! I noticed too! Her legs are so long and her profile is stunning!】
【Our god deserves a goddess. But… why does she look familiar…?】
【I thought so too! I swear I’ve seen her somewhere before…】
The haters, however, were far more vicious—some even outright abusive—
【Can Han Heng have some self-respect? Chasing after someone that young? Gross.】
【No wonder his output’s been declining—too busy dating and popping babies?】
【Have we been overrating him all these years? So what if he’s won every award? He’s just a lovesick fool.】
【Bro, wake up. She’s clearly after your money. Don’t be stupid.】
【Why do men across the country all prefer women in their twenties? How is that so universally ingrained?!】
【Just half a month ago he was saying in interviews he had no plans to date. Now he’s sneaking into hotels with someone? Aren’t you ashamed?!】
【Lying to fans! Misleading the public! No respect at all!】
【Looks like this diamond bachelor persona is about to collapse.】
【Dude, you’ve been alone for years—what’s the sudden rush? Found yourself a young wife to inherit your estate?】
【What does that girl want? Your looks? Your money? Run while you still can!】
【Who is that woman? She’s clearly not some nobody.】
…
After reading all that, Han Heng was fuming.
He’d been in the industry for years and had seen his fair share of scandals and nasty comments, but this time was different—most of the hate was directed at Jiang Fuyue.
How could he just sit back?
Han Shen couldn’t tolerate it either—
“No matter what it takes, clean this up. If Grandpa finds out, you’re done. And I won’t be able to protect you either!”
“Oh, and by the way,” Han Ke walked over and casually added, “Dad might just give you a beating—endure it and you’ll live. But Mom… that won’t be so easy. You know how much she adored our little sister. Now, with guilt piled on top of that, she’s practically obsessed with making it up to Yueyue. To her, Yueyue’s worth more than all three of us combined.”
“She’s probably already seen the news by now. Third Bro, good luck. You’ll need it.”
Han Heng’s neck shrank as a chill ran down his spine.
He immediately turned on his phone and called his agent.
On the other end, the man was nearly crying with relief: “My ancestor! You finally picked up—!”
…
Meanwhile, Shi Qingzhi had already seen the news.
Bang! She slammed her tablet onto the sofa.
“What the h*ll is that Third Son doing?! Picking up Yueyue is one thing, but now this?! It’s fine if he wants to ruin his own reputation, but don’t drag a young girl down with you!”
Qin Yuancheng handed her a cup of tea with a helpless look: “We don’t know the full story yet. Why get so worked up? Maybe Heng didn’t want this either. He’s a celebrity—he’s always being watched. Some things are out of his control.”
“Out of control?! He’s been in the industry for how many years? Can’t even suppress a rumor? I told you before—out of the three brothers, he’s the most useless, and you didn’t believe me!”
Qin Yuancheng chuckled wryly: “There’s no point blaming now. We should solve the problem first and hold him accountable later.”
Shi Qingzhi took a deep breath, picked up her phone. “Fine. I’ll call a few top-tier PR firms first…”
“Wait—don’t rush.”
“What?”
“Entertainment scandals aren’t like regular PR messes. The public opinion web is wide and complicated. We don’t know the rules of that game—if we intervene blindly, it could backfire.”
The old lady frowned. “Then what do you suggest?”
“Leave it to the professionals. I know some CEOs of major film companies. They’re industry powerhouses. It’s better to let them handle it than for us to butt in.”
“Alright, you take care of it. I’ll call Third Son and chew him out. Over forty and still can’t handle a simple matter—just begging for a scolding…”
While the old lady gave her son a piece of her mind, Qin Yuancheng ended another phone call.
“Well?” she asked, her heart in her throat.
Qin Yuancheng’s expression turned serious. “Someone already stepped in before me—told them to spare no effort or cost to suppress the news.”
“Was it Heng?”
He shook his head. “Judging by their tone, whoever it was has serious clout—enough to make even those big shots cautious. If it was Heng, it wouldn’t be to that degree… So who was it?”
Shi Qingzhi: “Who cares who it is. As long as they’re on Yueyue’s side, that’s enough.”
“That’s true, and the outcome is welcome. But…” He narrowed his eyes. “This person’s motives—are still unclear.”
