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Beijing-Hong Kong Memories

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." - High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.

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Chapter 222: The Truth (Segment)

However, the two best friends could never have imagined that on such an ordinary night, Liang Weining's offhand remark would actually come true.

At ten o'clock at night, Director Duan, who should have been preoccupied with his own troubles, appeared at the hotel entrance.

This meeting was different from the previous ones.

Tonight, Duan Yucheng was still composed, but through his tired eyes, one could sense a sort of desperate determination.

Gu Yunzhen was not surprised.

Because she knew that in four hours, the man before her would be forcibly deported by the authorities.

There were no roses, and it all felt very rushed.

When Duan Yucheng took out the diamond ring, Gu Yunzhen already understood his intention.

"I don't expect an answer," the man said calmly and gently as he looked at her, "I just want to tell you that at least, this ring is real."

Liang Weining didn't understand and turned to look at her best friend beside her.