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

Many years later, Chen Shao'an still often recalled the night at the New York Branch; if it hadn't been for a timely message, he would have been severely injured if not dead.


As for the content of the message and who sent it, it remained a mystery forever.


New York time, three o'clock in the afternoon.


On the way to the airport, Xu Zhou hesitated for a few seconds before taking out his phone and calmly forwarding the resignation letter to his boss's email.


Softly tilting his head, he gently interrupted the man's thoughts.


"Sir, Miss Liang sent an email asking me to forward it to you. I've been too busy recently and overlooked it, so it was delayed until now."


He knew that even if he had intentionally overlooked it, the boss would still give him a bonus.


The car fell quiet. The man in the back seat was resting with his eyes closed and seemed to have no reaction to this news.


Xu Zhou turned back, feeling uncertain.


Chapter 152: Venting