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

Liang Weining hadn't slept well, falling asleep purely out of utter exhaustion, her consciousness always hovering between dream and wakefulness, even faintly aware of when the man left and when he went downstairs.


Around eight o'clock, she got up to wash up, enduring the discomfort in her lower back.


Ignoring the birthday gift on the bedside, she went to the walk-in closet, took off her nightgown, picked out a long dress to put on, and then left the room.


She didn't look in the full-length mirror from beginning to end.


In the early hours, the man had applied medicine to her; it was cool and gentle, strangely unfamiliar.


It made her feel like, after half a year of dating, she had never really understood him.


Yet dominance is etched into one's bones.


In this relationship, the role he played was Mr. Chen first, and Chen Jingyuan second.


And Liang Weining was forever just Liang Weining.


Chapter 146: Don't Want to See Him