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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 202: Just Past the Fragile Point

The flood of emotions, in the apartment building with only average soundproofing, inevitably seeped into room 1212.

The sobbing was faint at first, and Xu Zhou did not take it to heart, but as he listened, he felt something was off.

So, he got dressed and went out to investigate.

As expected, the source of the noise was coming from room 1208.

He frowned.

What happened? Why was the young girl crying?

He tried calling, but after a few rings, the call was hung up.

"..."

Later, he received a message: "I'm fine."

It seemed that the young girl was just in a bad mood.

After thinking for a while, Xu Zhou still decided to report the situation to his boss.

On the other end, Liang Weining, who had turned into a 'tear person' from sadness, finally stopped the torrent of tears when she received a late-night call from Xiaojun.

Not daring to ignore it, in case it was an emergency.

She calmed her emotions and answered the call with a clear mind.