At seven o’clock in the evening, Qin Moling had an overseas video conference to talk about matters related to Lemeng’s branch outside the country.

Qin Moling originally had no intention of reporting to Jian Hang about his meeting.

But remembering that he reported to her last night that he had a dinner party to attend, he thought that if he didn’t tell her his plans for tonight, she might wait for him to eat dinner.

It was 6:56pm: there were still a few minutes to connect the video call.

Qin Moling thought twice, then turned on his phone: [“You eat first when you get home. I have a meeting. I may not be home before nine o’clock.”]

Jian Hang who was almost finished eating: “…”

Aunt Geng had said that if Qin Moling didn’t call to say that he would eat at home, then it meant he wasn’t going to eat at home.

Jiang Hang swallowed the last mouthful of seafood porridge and replied to him: [Okay. I’ll leave you some food for midnight snack.]

Qin Moling asked: [“What’s for dinner?”]

Jian Hang: [Aunt Geng made seafood porridge.]

Qin Moling knew that she loved to eat this: [Eat more. No need to leave any for me.]

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

There was no need to work overtime today. After dinner, Jian Hang took out some old materials and put them on the dining table to read.

Pang Linbin had already approved her resignation. Except for Wanyue’s project, she would no longer be responsible for new projects.

She had rarely been this relaxed.

At a quarter past nine, Qin Moling arrived home.

Jian Hang turned her head to look, and when she saw him, her heart inexplicably calmed down, “You’re home.”

“Yeah.” Qin Moling carried some files and his laptop and walked straight to the dining table.

“Would you like some seafood porridge?” Jian Hang asked proactively.

“Not hungry, I’ve eaten.”

Aunt Geng was used to the young couple working overtime in the dining room. She prepared fruits and went back to her room for the night.

Qin Moling didn’t sit across from Jian Hang. He pulled out the dining chair next to Jian Hang and sat down. He plugged his laptop in and opened it.

The two of them now sleep on the same bed. They slept not so far away from each other that it was not too out of the ordinary to sit side by side.

Jian Hang planned to tell him about her resignation after he finished his work.

She put away her materials and took out her mobile phone to log in to the game.

Qin Moling read some emails and occasionally glanced at Jian Hang beside him. This last glance, he saw the game screen on her mobile phone.

“Aren’t you dizzy?”

“I just opened it, and I’m not dizzy yet.”

“…”

Jian Hang got lucky and killed everyone on the team.

Qin Moling asked, “Are you done with your work today?”

“I’m done with my work.” Jian Hang took this opportunity to mention, “I resigned. The board of directors already approved it, and my authority is less.” The work that originally belonged to her was now being done by others.

Qin Moling stared at her for a few seconds, surprised that she was actually willing to tell him this. Maybe it was because they had a small friction between them that day that she couldn’t find the opportunity before.

That day she took the initiative to talk to him about a hot topic. No matter what the reason was, he should not have remained silent.

“Now that you’ve resigned, take a long break and recuperate your body first.” Qin Moling didn’t want her to seamlessly jump to yet another company. The intensity of her workload would sooner or later wear down her body.

“Yeah.”

Suddenly, the world began spinning, and her stomach was churning.

Jian Hang threw away her cell phone, put her arms on the table, and lay down on it.

Qin Moling was speechless, “You already know you’d be dizzy, but you persist on doing this.”

Jian Hang said in a numb tone, “This is the only hobby I have.”

Qin Moling put down the documents and poured a glass of warm water for her.

Jian Hang was very nauseated this time. Even after drinking water and giving her symptoms a few minutes to calm down, her stomach was still churning.

She wondered whether her condition was getting worse.

She was truly afraid that she wouldn’t be able to play any games at all in the future.

Qin Moling took the cup away from her hand and said, “Turn around.”

“Huh?” Jian Hang didn’t understand what he meant.

Qin Moling motioned to her, “Sit facing me.”

Jian Hang felt nauseated and uncomfortable, so she could only as she was told.

Qin Moling half stood up and moved his chair forward so he could sit closer to her.

He cradled her head with one hand, and placed the other hand on the back of her neck. He found the proper acupressure point with two fingers and massaged them heavily. This acupressure point could relieve headaches; he wasn’t really sure whether it could also relieve dizziness.

But if you pressed on it, it would always feel comfortable.

Jian Hang raised her eyes, and Qin Moling was looking at her. His eyes were like pools, deep and calm.

They gazed at each other.

Then somehow got entangled.

Qin Moling instinctively lowered his head to kiss her. Jian Hang didn’t know that he would kiss her. Half a second before he did, she closed her eyes.

But this was uncomfortable.

Jian Hang still felt dizzy, and she couldn’t help but frown.

Seeing that she was feeling uncomfortable, Qin Moling put her head on his shoulder and let her rest in his arms.

Before, she and Qin Moling only hugged and kissed when they did that in bed.

When the two of them were awake, they had never been so intimate.

In fact, pressing acupuncture points didn’t help alleviate her dizziness, but Jian Hang didn’t say anything. She leaned on his shoulder quietly.

“Do you still feel bad?” Qin Moling asked.

Jian Hang said, “Bad.”

Qin Moling patted her back gently and said, “Look up.”

Jian Hang couldn’t guess what massage position he was going to do this time; she slowly sat up from his arms and raised her head.

Qin Moling lowered his head, aimed at her lips, and kissed her gently.

He kissed first and then scolded, “If you feel faint after playing a game in the future, no one would care about you.”

After saying that, he let Jian Hang lean into his arms again, cradling the back of her head with one hand and massaging her acupressure points.

Marriage First, Love Later translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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T/N: I sometimes get nauseated when I used to play Genshin Impact for a long time. Alas, I had no Qin Moling 😔

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Chapter 38.2 — Indulgence
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