Regarding what happened in their childhood, Qin Moling felt there was no need to talk about it anymore.

Jian Hang didn’t remember it. For another, the things he did back then did not leave a good impression on Jian Hang—especially the English name ‘Olive’. It was not as nice as her original name ‘Olivia’.

Qin Moling looked at his watch. It was almost half past ten. “Go upstairs and go to bed.”

Her mind was in a state of uncertainty tonight because of her resignation, so Qin Moling planned to wait until she felt better before they looked at their wedding photos.

… …

Right now, their hormones were normal and everything was sane.

But she was not sleepy.

The only thing that comforted her was that Qin Moling also went to bed early. She felt that he was an increasingly rare animal. She had recently started to take care of her stomach and stopped drinking coffee; he also accompanied her in not drinking it.

She needed to go to sleep, so she stopped checking her phone.

But then she began thinking about what Director Zhou said today. Learning that her 3D dizziness problem could not be cured, Jian Hang felt an indescribable sense of loss.

If she failed to get a project, she could still try for the next one to make up for it, but if she couldn’t play games anymore…. she would lose the only fun thing she had in her life.

Jian Hang turned over yet again, her back to Qin Moling.

She turned over very carefully for fear that she would disturb his sleep.

But Qin Moling wasn’t sleep at all. She tossed and turned for half an hour, and he knew it the entire time.

“Jian Hang,” he finally called her name in a low voice.

Jian Hang turned around to face him slowly. They had gone to bed early today but she stayed awake and was still thinking about the game. She was really not sleepy right now. “Did I disturb you? Go to sleep. I won’t move anymore.”

Qin Moling guessed that she was feeling uncomfortable in her heart, so he extended his hand to her and said, “Come here.”

Jian Hang thought he wanted to have pleasure with her again—they haven’t done it tonight.

They shared a quilt, so it was convenient for her to get to his side; she shifted closer under the quilt.

Qin Moling let her rest her head on his outstretched arm and held her in his embrace with the other. He did nothing else and only said, “Go to sleep.”

Jian Hang raised her eyes to look at him and could only see his chin and the Adam’s apple that she had kissed in the small town of Oia.

In his arms, she realized she no longer felt anxious.

For the first time in her life, she felt anxious, and it was because she couldn’t play games.

Fortunately, the only person who knew about it was Qin Moling.

“Did you also have trouble sleeping like this when you lost a project before?” Qin Moling rested his chin on the top of her head and talked to her in a low voice.

Jian Hang put her hands on his waist and found a comfortable position to lie down before replying, “Not really. I was too busy and tired to think about it at that time.”

“So you only lose sleep and feel miserable because of a game.”

“… You don’t understand.”

“I really don’t understand. Tell me, how can I help you not lose sleep?” He was trying his best to help her get rid of her unhappiness.

Knowing that he really didn’t like games and didn’t want to play them, she wouldn’t force him anymore.

In fact, Jian Hang felt that it was good like this. He hugged her tonight not for anything lustful. She told him, “It’s okay. I’ll fall asleep soon.”

She closed her eyes in his arms.

… …

Jian Hang didn’t know when she fell asleep.

After her breathing became even, Qin Moling checked his phone. It was 1:30 in the morning.

She lost sleep for such a long time just for a game.

Qin Moling wanted to move her to her own pillow but was afraid of waking her up, so he simply kept holding her in his arms. It was just that she looked a bit awkward in this sleeping position.

… …

Jian Hang didn’t feel awkward at all and slept until she woke up naturally the next day.

Waking up naturally was a luxury for her.

It was half past seven, and the person who slept next to her had already gotten up. She was lying on his pillow.

They agreed to get up early to play tennis, but this obviously didn’t happen.

…. …

Qin Moling didn’t sleep well the night before. In the car on the way to the company, he supported his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

He slept with someone in his arms last night, and he was really not used to it.

He worried all night that he would not be able to take care of Jian Hang after he fell asleep, that he might turn over and accidentally shove her aside. So his mind was always tense, reminding himself that there was someone in his arms.

All of last night he was asleep, but it also felt like he didn’t sleep deeply at all.

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Today, everyone at Yinlin Capital Beijing Branch was distracted from work. Jian Hang resigned, and the new boss was Tan Feng. This topic was explosive enough.

Where would Olive go after leaving her job and whether the new boss was easy to get along with were also big concerns.

When Jian Hang went to wait for the elevator, she met Lin Xiao who was holding a cup of hot Americano in his hand.

In the entire team, only Lin Xiao drank hot Americano in summer. If you ask him why, he would say he felt that his life was going smoothly and he was a little bored, so he needed bitterness to neutralize it.

“Morning, Boss.”

He would be able to get rid of the she-devil soon; he suppressed his excitement and greeted her as usual.

Jian Hang nodded, “Morning.”

Lin Xiao took a sip of coffee and said, “Boss, what is the new boss like? Is he good?” This was related to his future happiness at work, so he was particularly concerned.

Jian Hang said, “Besides me, is there anyone else you can’t get along with?”

“… Ha ha.”

Lin Xiao smiled awkwardly.

“Boss, it’s not that I can’t get along with you, it’s that I have low self-esteem and I don’t know anything. When I’m around you, I feel like a piece of trash. How can I get along with you?”

He was merciless in his harming his own face to appease the boss.

Jian Hang didn’t know whether Lin Xiao could get along with Tan Feng. What she was sure of was that Tan Feng looked down on people like Lin Xiao the most.

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

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Chapter 40.2 — Breaking the Bottom Line
Chapter 40.3 — Breaking the Bottom Line
Chapter 41.1 — Take Matters Seriously
Chapter 41.2 — Take Matters Seriously
Chapter 41.3 — Take Matters Seriously