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

"I am the referrer, it wouldn't be appropriate,"


Liang Weining proposed, "According to company policy, under special circumstances we can use full recording. If Director Shen doesn't find it offensive, then—"


"I have no objections," Shen Fu interrupted.


Xin Yunzhou spoke at the right moment, "Perfect, I have a few questions about the AI medical project that I would like to ask Director Zhuang. You two can chat at your leisure."


Having said that, his gaze carried a hint of inquiry as he looked across the table.


With the conversation at this point, Zhuang Jiming had no reason to object, only hoping that the so-called 'private talk' could yield a result, or at least a prompt reply.


Time was pressing, and the dedicated team couldn't afford to waste it.


After the two left, Liang Weining took out a recording pen from her emergency kit. She switched it on, placed it on the table, and signaled to Director Shen to begin.


Chapter 171: Sorry, I Lost You