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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 237: Better Early Than Late

Having returned from Lianwu Island to Hong Kong Region, there were only two days left until Chinese New Year's Eve. The company had already entered the Spring Festival holiday, and after parting at the airport, everyone went their separate ways, each heading home.

That evening, Liang Weining was squatting in front of her suitcase, organizing her clothes, preparing for her flight back to Chengdu the next day.

Ten minutes later, the door to the cloakroom was pushed open.

Mr. Chen came in with a cell phone, gesturing for her to take the call.

Bewildered.

Whose call was it?

On closer look, the caller ID read "Zhou Shixu."

What did the Crown Prince want with her?

She pressed the speakerphone, and the man's lackadaisical voice emanated from the receiver.

The message was brief, yet it carried enormous weight.

Gu Yunzhen was in the hospital, adamantly refusing surgery, asking Liang Weining to persuade her.

Stunned for a few seconds, she snapped back to reality.