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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 170: Experienced Her Ruthlessness

On the second floor of the coffee shop, near the window, two figures sat side by side.

In front of Shen Fu, a computer displayed a black programming interface scrolling with dense code, his fingers calmly tapping the keyboard, remotely debugging a backend program for his team members.

Next to him, Xin Yunzhou was also busy, yet compared to the fully-engaged Shen Fu, he occasionally lit up his phone to check the time.

In the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught the subtle movements of his company every now and then. Shen Fu, without taking his eyes off the screen, asked in a faint voice, "Sitting together like this, two grown men, doesn't it give you the creeps? Who are you saving that opposite seat for?"

Caught out.

There was no need to keep hiding it now.

Xin Yunzhou put down his coffee and cleared his throat, "I'm expecting my junior sister and Director Zhuang."

As he spoke, the sound of the keyboard tapping abruptly stopped.