The question to the star

Liang Weining rose to become a 'favorite' of Mr. Chen, the capital magnate of the Hong Kong Region, in just six months. The outside world said she climbed up by her beauty. No matter how good a vase might look, it can't escape being discarded once the owner grows tired of it. As such, everyone watched and waited. After three long years, they finally received news of Liang Weining's dismissal.
While the entire upper circle thought Liang Weining had become history, nobody knew that on the eve of New Year's Eve, an entertainment reporter captured a romantic moment. In a black business car parked underneath the Zhonggang headquarters building, the backseat window was half-lowered, and Mr. Chen, who was always dignified and composed, unexpectedly lost control. In the mottled shadows, he grabbed the chin of a young girl and kissed her fiercely.
The photos were exposed that same night, and a heavy snow fell over the Eastern Suburbs of Beijing.
Inside the Mid-hill Villa, the fireplace blazed warmly. The man took the girl's soft, boneless hand from behind and guided her to write on the Xuan paper: Chen Jingyuan.
"When will we go public?" he asked in a low voice.
As soon as he'd finished speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up. The exclusive breaking news headline from the Hong Kong media flashed before their eyes again, and Liang Weining fretted over the news title, "Let's wait a bit longer."
Chen Jingyuan's voice was slightly deep, "What are you worried about?"
"My dad's blood pressure has been unstable lately."
Years later, Mr. Chen gave an interview to the media, addressing personal issues.
Reporter: "For you, what was the biggest obstacle in pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?"
Mr. Chen paused for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "My father-in-law's blood pressure."
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High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.

Beijing-Hong Kong Memories

Half an hour later, they arrived at a high-end Western restaurant located in Aberdeen, the southern part of Hong Kong Island.


During the meal, work was not discussed.


Weining Liang wasn't foolish; she knew that tonight's dinner was a private affair for Mr. Chen.


She thought it must be some kind of habit of the tycoon.


He didn't like his personal space to be disturbed, to the extent that even the Italian chef's meticulous introduction of the dishes was cancelled at the request of this esteemed guest.


Weining Liang didn't find it inappropriate, but rather felt more at ease.


The main dining area was surrounded by panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides.


Standing by the window and looking into the distance, the Ocean Park on the southwest side sparkled brilliantly, as if shrouded in the dreamy, deep blue of the deep sea.


Chapter 065: You Think I'm Old?