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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 210: With the Aim of Marriage

The next day, taking advantage of the nice weather, the mother and daughter planned to go to Jinxiu Road.

Since early morning, Old Liang's phone hadn't stopped ringing, all calls from the office, an unprecedented bustling scene.

Liang Weining was slightly puzzled and casually asked, "Is a leader coming for inspection recently?"

Teacher Xie remained silent, not speaking.

There was something between these two people.

Never mind, if she wanted to keep it from her, there would come a time she couldn't contain it.

She knew Teacher Xie too well.

Stubborn on the outside, soft on the inside.

True enough, on the bus to Jinxiu Road, Liang Weining found out the whole story.

After the Spring Festival, Old Liang might get a promotion.

It would be false to say she wasn't surprised.

Walking this path, every step is difficult, especially without any connections, and with near awareness of one's fate, counting on fingers, only ten years left until retirement.

Ten years...