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

The previous chapter was audited, so everyone please read this chapter first~


In the dead of night, she drowsily fell into the warm embrace of a man, her strange dream interrupted. Liang Weining opened her heavy eyelids, groggily discerning that this seemed to be her own room.


Apparently having tossed the agreed matters before returning to Zhonggang out of her mind.


Chen Jingyuan didn't take issue with the young lady's forgetfulness, instead seriously contemplating whether he would suffer from insomnia tonight on her bed, or if he wouldn't be able to resist and carry her to the next room halfway through the night.


In the dimness, the head on his chest suddenly stirred. The girl who should have been sound asleep gently lifted her head and looked at him with half-closed eyes.


"Sorry," the man said in a hoarse voice, thinking he had woken her up.


In reality, Liang Weining had just wrestled herself free from a nightmare.


Chapter 139: Fame and Reputation