webnovel

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
Classificações insuficientes
256 Chs

Chapter 176: Enjoy All Privileges

Just a moment ago, the valley rafting competition had ended, without winning the championship, Josie appeared slightly disappointed. Liang Weining hadn't had the chance to comfort him before she received a work call.

By the time she had handled it and returned, the situation had already spiraled out of control.

Josie had gotten into a conflict with someone, who was the son of the company's Deputy General Manager Liao. The boy was twelve years old, stoutly built, and of similar height.

Both children had scratches on their faces, and Mrs. Liao was somewhat emotional, hurriedly calling for a doctor.

The boy stood silently aside, allowing Liang Weining to frown as she examined his wounds and softly asked him, "Are there injuries anywhere else?"

Josie shook his head gloomily.

"It's okay." Liang Weining soothed, ruffling his hair, "Let's go to the medical room first, we can talk about everything else later."

"Daddy will be angry."

"No, he won't, this isn't your fault."