He picked up his phone and began looking through the photos and videos he had secretly taken before.

Li Ming rented a small apartment, which was messy and filled with all sorts of odds and ends.

He sat in front of the computer, his eyes fixed on the screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

He was searching for everything about Lin Fan and Ye Yuyan, trying to find some loopholes he could exploit.

"I refuse to believe that there's really nothing between you two!"

Li Ming muttered to himself, "As long as there's even the slightest clue, I can ruin your reputation!"

He searched while making plans in his mind.

How could he use this information to create an even bigger sensation and make it impossible for Lin Fan and Ye Yuyan to recover completely?

"Lin Fan, Ye Yuyan, just you wait and see!"

Li Ming said viciously, "I will make you pay the price!"

He was completely absorbed in his own world and didn't notice that the door to the room had been gently pushed open a crack.

A dark figure stood silently at the doorway, coldly watching him.

“Li Ming, you’ve got some nerve,” the shadowy figure suddenly said, his voice low and hoarse.

Li Ming was startled and turned around abruptly, seeing a tall man standing at the door.

"Who...who are you?" Li Ming asked in terror.

"Who I am is not important," the man said with a sneer. "What is important is that you messed with the wrong person."

"I...I don't understand what you're saying," Li Ming stammered.

"Don't understand?" The man approached Li Ming step by step. "You secretly took photos of Lin Fan and Ye Yuyan, and spread rumors about them. Do you think this is all over?"

“I…” Li Ming opened his mouth, but couldn’t say anything.

"Let me tell you, you're in big trouble!" The man grabbed Li Ming by the collar and lifted him off the chair. "You'd better behave, or you'll regret it!"

Li Ming was trembling with fear. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from the man's control.

"What...what do you want to do?" Li Ming asked in a trembling voice.

"What do I want?" the man sneered. "I want you to hand over all those photos and videos, and publicly apologize to Lin Fan and Ye Yuyan!"

“No…no!” Li Ming instinctively refused. “Those photos were taken with great effort, I can’t…”

"No?" the man interrupted Li Ming. "Do you think you have a choice?"

He suddenly punched Li Ming in the stomach.

Li Ming screamed and curled up into a ball.

"I'm giving you one last chance," the man said viciously.

"Hand over the photos and apologize, or I'll make you regret ever being born!"

Li Ming was in excruciating pain; he had really gotten himself into big trouble this time.

He looked into the man's fierce eyes, filled with fear.

“I…I’ll give it to you…” Li Ming said with difficulty, “I’ll give you all the photos and videos…”

He struggled to his feet, walked to the computer, opened a hidden folder, and copied all the photos and videos inside to a USB drive.

"Here...here you go..." Li Ming handed the USB drive to the man, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

The man took the USB drive and gave Li Ming a cold look.

"You're smart to know what's good for you," the man said. "Remember, don't mess with Lin Fan and Ye Yuyan again, or I guarantee you'll suffer a terrible death!"

After saying that, the man turned and left the room.

Li Ming slumped to the ground, panting heavily.

He looked at the empty room, his heart filled with despair.

I've really messed up this time.

He not only lost those precious photos and videos, but also made an enemy.

"What should I do?" Li Ming muttered to himself. "What should I do?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided to apologize to Lin Fan and Ye Yuyan.

I had no other choice.

He turned on his computer, logged into his social media accounts, and posted an apology statement.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin Fan, Ms. Ye Yuyan, I sincerely apologize for the false information I posted earlier."

I admit that I took photos of you without your consent and fabricated rumors about you, causing you great distress and harm.

I promise I will never do such a thing again. Please forgive me.

After writing his apology statement, Li Ming clicked "publish".

He looked at the short text on the screen, feeling a mix of emotions.

His reputation is completely ruined.

He will never be able to work in this industry again.

"It's all over." Li Ming closed his eyes in despair.

In Lin Fan's office.

Assistant Xiao Wang held up his phone and reported to Lin Fan.

"President Lin, Li Ming has already issued an apology statement on social media."

Lin Fan nodded without saying anything.

"Mr. Lin, should we continue to pursue his responsibility?" Xiao Wang asked.

"Forget it," Lin Fan said. "Giving him a lesson is enough."

He didn't want to waste any more time on this person.

"By the way, what about Brother Long?" Lin Fan asked. "Any news from his side?"

"There's been no movement from Brother Long yet," Xiao Wang said. "However, we've already sent people to keep an eye on him. We'll know immediately if he makes any unusual moves."

"Okay." Lin Fan nodded. "Keep an eye on him and don't let your guard down."

“Yes, Mr. Lin,” Xiao Wang replied.

"Hmph, that idiot Li Ming ruined my plans!"

The room was dimly lit and filled with smoke.

His thick fingers tapped on the table, producing a dull "thump-thump" sound, each tap seeming to strike at one's heart, making one feel oppressed.

"Boss, that kid's a coward. He'll piss his pants if you give him a little push."

A thin man with a buzz cut said obsequiously that he was one of Brother Long's right-hand men, nicknamed "Monkey".

"That's right, boss. You don't need to personally deal with this kind of guy."

Another burly man with a face full of scars said in a deep voice that he was another of Brother Long's fierce generals, known as "Iron Bull".

Brother Long ignored their flattery; his eyes were gloomy, staring ahead like a venomous snake.

"That good-for-nothing Li Ming has ruined my reputation."

That brat Lin Fan actually dares to look down on me!

Brother Long's voice was deep and hoarse.

He slammed his hand on the table, the solid wood table making a loud "bang," causing the teacups on it to jump up and spill tea all over the table.