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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 205: Must Cherish Yourself Properly

Perhaps sensing the unusual emotions of the person in his arms, Chen Jingyuan slightly loosened his grip, gently lifted the girl's chin, and met her misty, moist eyes.

This appearance, captured by the man, his fingertips tenderly touched her tear ducts and asked softly, "Did you cry?"

The young girl, embarrassed, shook her head, then pressed her head back against his chest.

This time, not forgetting to stretch out her arms, she tightly embraced Mr. Chen.

"I'm sorry." When she spoke again, Liang Weining's voice was noticeably hoarse.

She closed her eyes, letting tears silently fall, and finally spoke the words she had suppressed for two days.

"Last time insisting on taking route S211 was too selfish of me. I didn't consider your feelings, making you worry."

Being together so far, it was rare to see the young girl like this. It was as if, overnight, she had fallen into overwhelming regret and self-blame.