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

Before going to sleep, she put away the clothes and daily necessities she had brought over from the apartment, crouching in front of her suitcase. She gazed at the dark blue box in her hands, lost in melancholy.


Because she had suddenly realized it wasn't attractive.


It was love at first sight when she bought it, but once she got it home, it seemed just average. After a while, she felt completely indifferent to it.


Forget it, she'd choose something else another day.


Just as she was about to put the item back, she failed to notice the door, left ajar, was pushed open, and a man's deep, magnetic voice fell from above, "Muttering to yourself alone in the room, huh?"


Liang Weining shifted her gaze slightly and stealthily stuffed the box back into her suitcase, questioning with suspicion, "When did I mutter to myself?"


She had just complained about the tie clip being too old-fashioned.


Chapter 164: Your Mommy, Sooner or Later Will Have