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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 209: Good Omen

Twenty minutes later, the takeout arrived. The couple sat around the dining table, staring at their daughter slurping up the spicy snail noodles.

The stench was overwhelming.

Teacher Xie's face was full of disgust.

Learning that she was starting her vacation early, Old Liang suggested, "It's rare for you to come home early this time, so spend more time with your mom and help prepare for the New Year celebrations. Don't just cling to your tablet and phone all day, messing around."

"Dad, I'm dealing with work," Liang Weining explained.

"Yeah, I wasn't talking about you."

Leaving those words behind, Old Liang silently got up and left.

The atmosphere was off.

Putting down her chopsticks, Weining blankly lifted her head to look at her mother and tentatively asked, "Did you two have a fight?"

For an old couple, it's unlikely.

It was just a disagreement over certain things.