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

Secretary Liang entered without uttering a word, without a trace of displeasure, and without showing any dissatisfaction. She simply left Mr. Chen aside, left him hanging for a full fifteen minutes.


How many fifteen minutes are in a day for Chen Jingyuan.


As he continued to wait for her return, the meal on the table grew tepid.


In half an hour, he had a social engagement, not far, just near the International Trade Center.


So for this meal, he only watched her eat.


Soon after, Xu Zhou called to ask if the boss was ready to leave.


Chen Jingyuan, with his watch-wearing hand resting on the armrest, glanced down slightly—the time was indeed getting late.


He instructed, "At three o'clock in the afternoon, headquarters and Zhang Group are signing an agreement. Have Secretary Liang attend remotely on my behalf. And for the business cocktail party in the evening, have her accompany me."


Chapter 094: Return to Huixiang Yuefu