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 next day, as the first light of dawn cast a pale glow, Liang Weining startled awake from a dream.


She had dreamt that she was falling off a cliff, and the big boss followed, dying for love.


She reached for her phone and glanced at it. It was not yet six o'clock. There was a missed call from early morning; it was Mr. Chen.


Without suspicion, she hurriedly dialed the number back.


The next second, realizing he might still be asleep, she quickly hung up.


And so, she patiently waited until seven o'clock.


Today was a workday, and several overachievers in the department group had specifically @her to ask about the pricing range of a new product that was about to launch.


Only two hours left until her suspension.


Liang Weining did her best to hold her position until the very last moment.


After handing over work matters, she got out of bed, washed up, packed, and with her suitcase in tow, went downstairs, ready to move back into Xiangyue Mansion.


Chapter 203: Taking the Initiative