Tales of Beijing and Hong Kong

In just six months, Liang Weining became a favorite of Mr. Chen, a capital tycoon in Hong Kong. Outsiders all said she had risen through her looks, and that no matter how beautiful a vase was, it could not escape the day its owner grew tired of it and threw it away. So everyone waited to see what would happen. After a full three years, they finally got the news that Liang Weining had been dismissed.

Just as the entire high society circle thought Liang Weining was a thing of the past, no one knew that on the eve of Lunar New Year’s Eve, an entertainment reporter had captured an intimate scene. In a black business car parked beneath the headquarters of Zhonggang, the rear window was halfway down. The usually refined and self-controlled Mr. Chen had, for once, lost control. Amid the shifting shadows, he gripped the young woman’s chin and kissed her fiercely.

The night the photos were exposed, heavy snow fell in the eastern suburbs of the capital.

Inside a mountainside villa, the fireplace blazed. In the warmth of the firelight, the man stood behind the girl, holding her soft, boneless hand and teaching her to write on rice paper: Chen Jingyuan.

“When are we going public?” he asked quietly.

As soon as he finished speaking, her phone screen lit up. Another entertainment headline, exclusively revealed by the Hong Kong media, appeared before her eyes. Liang Weining stared at the headline, troubled. “Let’s wait a little longer.”

Chen Jingyuan’s voice dropped. “What are you worried about?”

“My dad’s blood pressure has been unstable lately.”

Years later, Mr. Chen was interviewed by the media and asked about his private life.

Reporter: “What was the biggest obstacle you faced when pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?”

Mr. Chen fell silent for a few seconds, then smiled faintly. “My father-in-law’s blood pressure.”

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Powerful high-ranking man X female secretary. Extra-sweet age-gap romance, eight years older.