Chapter 89 Mr. Chen is not everything in her life

On the eve of leaving for Beijing, Liang Weining arrived at the company early in the morning and handed over secretarial affairs to Vivi.

After talking about the business, let’s cut to the night of the team building last week.

After learning the whole story, Liang Weining didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "So, Zhuang Jiming thought I deliberately sent you to embarrass him?"

Vivi shrugged. "Who would have thought that his train of thought would be so unique?"

When I expressed my affection, I was thinking that the worst-case scenario would be rejection.

As a result, the other party said: "I don't mean to entangle, Miss Liang, there is no need to do so."

The sudden appearance of 'Ms. Liang' caught Vivi off guard.

Secretly slandering the young boss for being dishonest.

He had this kind of relationship with someone, but he didn't even mention it in advance.

Liang Weining knew he was in the wrong, so he apologized and invited her for coffee.

Taking a sip slowly, Vivi said calmly, "Zhuang Jiming's matter is over now. I'm afraid we won't have any more encounters in Beijing and Hong Kong in the future. Let's just treat it as a misunderstanding."

no way.

No fate, no destiny.

If you don't have the right time, place and people, what's the point of chasing after anything?

Seeing her free and easy attitude, Liang Weining felt relieved.
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The next morning at nine o'clock, there was a flight from Hong Kong to Beijing, the whole journey took three hours.

As the chief secretary, Liang Weining needed to familiarize himself with the environment, so he went there half a day in advance with several senior executives.

Before leaving, I called Mr. Chen.

The man told her in a low voice that after arriving in Beijing, she should go directly to Xiangyue Mansion according to the address given by Uncle Ming.

Ok.

Do you want to live together?

The person on the phone said, "No need to force me. It's up to you to decide."

Liang Weining smiled and felt that Mr. Chen was sometimes powerful and scary, but sometimes, he was gentlemanly and gentle.

Man, it’s so complicated.

Once on board, turn on airplane mode.

When I woke up, there was a strange sky above my head.

In fact, it’s not completely unfamiliar.

Four years ago, she first met Mr. Chen at Tanzhe Temple in the western suburbs. To some extent, this was the beginning of another chapter in her life.

It’s also a new journey.

At the airport exit, the director of the branch's administrative department came to pick us up in person.

The company's bus was empty with less than ten people, including a few senior executives from the headquarters.

On the way to the apartment, the female director of the administrative department was caring and considerate, peeling oranges for her and handing her water. She even carried motion sickness patches with her to prevent her from getting motion sickness.

Several executives sitting in the front row glanced back from time to time during the conversation. They appeared calm on the surface, but they probably had reached their limit of endurance in their hearts.

I don’t know what wind blew Secretary Liang’s reputation to the Beijing branch.

The "celebrity" around Mr. Chen should be treated well like ancestors.

Liang Weining felt that if he continued like this, he would be invited to have tea at Taiping Mountain sooner or later.

Thinking about this gives me a headache.

Downstairs of the apartment, she declined the other party's offer to help her carry her luggage upstairs, and tactfully reminded him: "Mr. Chen will arrive in Beijing tonight, everything will be fine as usual, don't be too high-profile."

What I mean is, please stop it, Director.

Fortunately, the other party is an understanding person.

Hearing this, he nodded immediately: "I will keep Secretary Liang's instructions in mind. I hope you can give me more advice in the future. If you can say a few good words for the Administration Department in front of Mr. Chen, the whole department will be very grateful."

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Take that back.

This person is pretending to be ignorant even though he knows the truth.

But it is very strange. It is the first time I see senior executives flattering others, not for personal gain, but for the collective benefit of the department.

Sometimes, it is difficult to define people.

The contact time is too short, so I can’t be sure for now.

On the twelfth floor of Manhe Apartment, room number 1208, Liang Weining opened the door with his key and pushed his suitcase in.

The decoration is simple and beautiful, with a typical one-bedroom layout, especially suitable for single residents. The other executives are located on the 13th and 14th floors respectively. If I remember correctly, Special Assistant Xu should be on the same floor as her.

This place is less than three kilometers away from the company, and it is very convenient whether by bus or subway.

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Liang Weining stood in front of the bedroom wardrobe, pondered for a while, then squatted down and closed the open suitcase again.

Not urgent.

After a simple lunch, I took a taxi to Xiangyue Mansion.

This top luxury mansion in Beijing, known as the 'Siheyuan in the Sky', is located in the business center of the East Third Ring Road. It is a super large flat of nearly 600 square meters, and the entrance hall alone is as large as the area of ​​an ordinary bedroom.

Liang Weining finally understood why Uncle Ming had someone collect her fingerprints when she went to Pok Fu Lam last weekend.

It turns out it was used here.

And, here comes the problem.

According to Uncle Ming, Mr. Chen also had a villa halfway up the mountain as his residence during his stay in Beijing.

So, where does he usually live?
Thinking of this, Liang Weining changed into slippers and went inside.

After five minutes of wandering around, I couldn't find the bedroom.

Continue walking inside, push open a door, and see a two-meter-wide bed in the middle of the room. It is undoubtedly the master bedroom.

But something was wrong.

Since it is the master bedroom, why is it decorated in such a feminine style? How could Mr. Chen like this style?
What is Uncle Ming doing?

Muttering to myself, I walked forward a little further and saw another room behind the corner of the decorative cabinet.

Pushing the door open and looking around, the colors are cool and simple, very similar to the style of the master bedroom in Pok Fu Lam.

Suspicious.

Could it be that Mr. Chen sleeps here?

But the room just now was
Determined to solve the mystery, Liang Weining turned back the way he came.

This time, she saw the entire layout of the room.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were clean and bright, the curtains were her favorite smoky pink color, and there was a soft carpet underfoot. Not only that, there was also a private bathroom, a separate study, and a spacious and beautiful dressing room.

The privacy is excellent, and the configuration is completely luxurious at the master bedroom level.

However, the next moment, when Liang Weining walked into the cloakroom, the scene before her shocked her.

From clothes to accessories, everything is available.

Including casual clothes for all seasons, professional attire, scarves, hats, hair accessories, brand-name perfumes, luxury bags, shoes, and earrings
Dazzling and breathtaking.

Liang Weining held her breath and stared at everything. She didn't know how much time had passed until her cell phone rang, completely interrupting her thoughts.

The caller ID says, Uncle Ming.

The phone was picked up, and a warm voice came from the receiver, "Miss Wei Ning, are you satisfied after seeing the room?"

Sure enough, it was specially prepared for her.

After two seconds of silence, Liang Weining asked, "Uncle Ming, why did you bother to arrange all this?"

"It's not me, it's Mr. Chen."

There was a pause.

Uncle Ming smiled gently: "Mr. said that even if you live together, a girl should have her own independent space. He is not everything in your life."

Mr. Chen is not everything in her life.

Liang Weining's heart was beating fast.

He respected her and was willing to give her the freedom to breathe air, so that she would not be a pendant that depended on him blindly. She had her own itinerary every day.

"Miss Wei Ning?"

Uncle Ming called her subconsciously without saying anything.

Liang Weining came back to his senses and said softly, "Thank Mr. Chen for me."

The butler smiled and refused.

"If you want to thank someone, you should thank them in person. It's a normal relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend. Miss Wei Ning, please don't be too distant."

Unfamiliar.

"What does it mean to be familiar with each other?" Liang Weining murmured to himself.

Unfortunately, Uncle Ming didn't give her an answer.

(End of this chapter)