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

Back at Xiangyue Mansion, Cullinan turned off the engine in the parking space, just as a business call came in on the cellphone on the center console.


Liang Weining was replying to a department message when she felt a large hand ruffle the top of her head. She turned to see him already opening the door to get out.


It meant she should sit in the passenger seat for a while longer.


The winter in Beijing was far less warm than the Hong Kong Region, so much so that Liang Weining wished she could wrap herself in a quilt twenty-four hours a day.


Fortunately, she had a human furnace by her side.


Through the glass window, seeing his tall figure clad only in thin clothes, she felt cold.


The sound of the car door closing came from behind.


Chen Jingyuan turned slightly, saw the girl with his coat over her arm walking towards him.


Chapter 192: Mr. Chen, Forever Mr. Chen