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

In the afternoon, they stayed at the villa for lunch.


Sitting alongside Madam Xu, Liang Weining occasionally engaged in common topics of conversation, their speech patterns so in sync it hardly seemed like they had only met twice, let alone the entire generation separating them.


Every time Madam Xu was about to pick up some food, he would always taste it first, only allowing his wife to continue if he deemed it satisfactory.


It was somewhat reminiscent of ancient times in the palace, where someone tested the Empress Dowager's food for poison... Ah, but one shouldn't speak of others that way.


Observing this, Liang Weining was filled with a myriad of thoughts.


The couple's deep affection was genuine. Starting from humble beginnings, they supported each other and built the company to its current size—truly admirable.


Today, her husband didn't care about the presence of others and did the same, which left Madam Xu somewhat helpless.


Chapter 121: The Ultimatum