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

Back in Pok Fu Lam, it was actually very late.


Liang Weining was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open.


After sitting on a high-speed train for eight hours, having dinner, and then going to a movie with her best friend without a break, she ended up at the crematorium to preserve the full body, before being brought back by the big boss to prepare a burial pit.


Her thoughts were such a muddle, yet she still refused to admit defeat.


All night long, she'd been good as gold; if she couldn't see Mr. Chen smile before going to sleep, she'd never rest in peace.


The car stopped in the front yard, and Liang Weining got out.


Chen Jingyuan was on an overseas call, his expression cool as he glanced at his wristwatch. In fluent, rich English, he was setting the time for a video conference with his staff.


Leaving his suit jacket on the back seat, Liang Weining folded it neatly and placed it over her arm, then made her way towards the villa with small steps.


Chapter 081: Know What You Want