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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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256 Chs

Chapter 157: She Has a Boyfriend

Liang Weining successfully escaped to the bedroom, changed her clothes, and headed straight for the bathroom to wash up.

Once she was ready, the boss stood in the living room, putting on his wristwatch, seemingly preparing to leave the house as well.

On the last working day of the week, she definitely had to visit the company to reassure her two partners.

In recent days, a series of emoticon packs had been popping up in the WeChat group, filling the screen with plaintive cries. Both Alina and Win had joined her in the medical rehabilitation line with a do-or-die attitude.

Withdrawing halfway would undoubtedly plunge them into the unknown once again concerning their future.

After all, if the rehabilitation team was handed over to the marketing director, who knew what he would do behind their backs.

She opened the door cautiously, attracting the boss's sideways glance. Liang Weining gestured for silence, stuck her head out of the door frame, and looked around.