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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 · Urbano
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Chapter 140: Waiting for Your Return

The most immediate impact of her skyrocketing fame was a noticeable increase in unfamiliar phone calls each day, and plenty of business cards were handed out during professional engagements. In times when it was becoming increasingly difficult to make moves in the business world, it was only natural that many potential partners had to swallow their pride and seek her out proactively.

What surprised her most was receiving an official invitation to the Internet+ Medical Summit at the end of June, with the address listed as the Century Center on the East Fifth Ring.

She had a slight recollection of it; she seemed to have heard Prince Zhou mention it during that time at the club.

Liang Weining had originally not paid much attention to it. Attendance at such summits was voluntary and not obligatory, and considering she had no free time on the weekend, she figured she wouldn't be able to make it.

That was until she bumped into Zhuang Jiming at the employee cafeteria at noon.