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

When they were going downstairs, Liang Weining forcefully dragged Mr. Chen to take the elevator.


Because she was afraid of running into Uncle Ming and Josie; she was emotionally unstable, and it would take just one glance for people to see through her.


The metallic walls reflected the girl's moist eyes, the blush under her collar hadn't faded, and her pale neck, delicate like cream satin, was covered in both deep and shallow red marks.


When she felt wronged, she would always focus her gaze on one spot, distractedly lost in thought.


The elevator door opened, and Mr. Chen took her wrist, walking out with composed steps.


There was a back door next to the living room terrace, which led straight to the parking garage.


The Cullinan's headlights flashed twice. Liang Weining, feeling downcast, pointed at the car next to it, saying she wanted to ride in the big G.


Switching cars would mean having to go back for the keys.


Chapter 088: Would you like to come up and sit?