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

That night after I had finished washing up, I lay in bed, my mind streaming with rehabilitation brand materials, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.


Finally, after seemingly pressing countless pancakes, I got up again and went to the study.


I don't know how late the light stayed on, only that I didn't even rest while dreaming the whole night.


The next day, I had breakfast with Mr. Chen.


He asked me if I had stayed up late the night before.


Liang Weining touched her lower eyelid with her hand, "Do I have dark circles?"


A girl's subconscious gesture, at which Chen Jingyuan lightly lifted the corners of his lips, smiling faintly.


As he quietly watched her from across the table, he put down his utensils and spoke methodically, revealing the truth, "Ningning reacts quite differently to various kinds of staying up late."


I pondered seriously, and as I grasped the implication,


How can a boss speak so earnestly and say such things?


Chapter 097: Unwilling to Part