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

Having finished the barbecue, they got home past midnight.


Teacher Xie had a strict biological clock and went to bed early.


Therefore, when the father-daughter duo entered and changed their shoes, apart from the wall light left on in the entryway, the rest of the rooms were pitch-dark.


Weining couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.


Old Liang kindly reminded her, "While it hasn't digested yet, quickly get on the scale and take a photo. By morning, after using the toilet, it'll all be gone."


Giving her father an approving look, Weining expertly made her way to the living room, pulled out the electronic scale from below the TV cabinet, and stood on it.


Not more, not less, precisely one hundred.


She took a photo for evidence, then skillfully inserted a prepared piece of tin foil into the charging port. After completing everything and trying the scale again, there was no reaction.


Chapter 078: Be Good to Yourself