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

Halfway through the negotiation, there was a thirty-minute break for the Xipei management to make internal decisions and deliberations. During this time, Xu Zhou took her to the VIP reception room.


The plush carpet muffled the sound of high heels, she deliberately lightened her footsteps, because the man on the sofa was resting with his eyes closed, and she wasn't quite sure whether to disturb him or not.


Approaching little by little with the scent of Shanguo Xinxang, after a few seconds, the fragrance suddenly stopped, staying in place, without any intention to move forward.


The young girl's thoughts were too obvious.


Chen Jingyuan slowly opened his eyes, gazing calmly at her from a distance that was neither far nor near, lifted his chin slightly, signaling her to come over and sit.


In the boss's private space, even Assistant Xu would not dare to knock on the door lightly unless it was urgent business.


Chapter 123: Waiting for Her Short Essay