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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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256 Chs

Chapter 201: Misunderstood Him

Indeed stuffy.

Unable to start, she couldn't switch on the air conditioning to ventilate.

It wasn't a big deal, not worth self-harm.

Liang Weining unlocked the car door and got out, walking to the back where Mr. Chen had opened the trunk and lifted her painstakingly packed large suitcase onto the ground.

Before going upstairs, she connected the charging cable.

Only after repeatedly confirming everything did she feel assured to leave.

Upon entering, the housekeeper had already prepared the meal. Crab roe porridge paired with light side dishes served as a late-night snack.

She and Mr. Chen sat on opposite sides, silently eating their meal.

The little girl had a good appetite, eating half a bowl more than usual. However, the atmosphere was clearly odd throughout the meal, with neither speaking to the other. It didn't seem like a quarrel upon close inspection.

Auntie couldn't understand romantic relationships between young people.