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 young girl couldn't help but tremble her eyelashes, already having a reactive response. The same words had played out on the night of her birthday. A casual remark from Mr. Chen held overwhelming sway for her.


Perhaps sensing the unusual emotions of the person across from him, Chen Jingyuan narrowed his eyes to look at her and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"


The magnetic voice interrupted her thoughts.


Snapping back to reality, Liang Weining subconsciously lowered her gaze to sip the soup, commenting, "The taste is pretty good."


Seeing her serious demeanor, Chen Jingyuan withdrew his gaze and served himself a bowl.


Not quite satisfied, "It's lacking something."


"What is it missing?" the young girl asked.


Her serene and unguarded face in daily life was even more heart-stirring.


He wondered if the girl disliked Xiangyue Mansion.


Chapter 154: Empathy