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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.

The question to the star · 都市
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Extra: Beautiful Moment (Part 1)

After New Year's Day, there were only the last seven working days left before the Spring Festival holiday.

Liang Weining, for the first time as the Executive Director's wife, accompanied Mr. Chen to visit the frontline grassroots employees of Zhonggang.

This year, the visit was to the marine shipping department.

At ten in the morning.

The business van slowly came to a stop underneath the port's residential building, and the relevant business heads had already been waiting in advance.

Staring through the glass window for a while.

Liang Weining withdrew her gaze and turned to the man beside her, her eyes inquiring, "Didn't we agree to keep the itinerary a secret?"

"No harm done."

Mr. Chen's lips slightly lifted, leisurely putting down the file and soothing his wife in a gentle voice, "Peeling back the layers often allows us to probe the essence of things."

She nodded.

"Understood, magic rises as high as the road."

Upon finishing, she heard the man chuckle softly.