Qin Moling was confused, “When did you pull the trigger?”
Zhong Yanyue was a little embarrassed. “On the night of Qin Xing’s birthday, you asked me to play cards for you. The person at the card table— he’s two years older than me and we got married in a flash.”
Qin Moling was stunned. There were three people at the table besides him that day, including Jiang Shenghe and Han Pei. Han Pei was married. Jiang Shenghe had someone in his heart and was more than two years older than Zhong Yanyue.
That leaves only one other person: Qi Zhengchen.
… …
Zhong Yanyue herself felt like she was in a dream, so she came to Qin Moling’s place. Because Qin Moling also had a flash marriage and got the marriage certificate not long after the blind date, she came to find some peace of mind.
In terms of family background, she was on similar footing as Qi Zhengchen.
She and Qi Zhengchen had known each other for a long time, but they were not very familiar with each other. He fed her cards on Saturday night, and after the game was over, he asked her for her contact information so that they could go on a date on the weekend.
She confessed to Qi Zhengchen that she had feelings for someone for many years and was slowly moving on from that person. He said he had one too, but that it was now over.
He asked: Yanyue, will you marry me?
Today was Monday, and the two of them took their household registration books and went to get their marriage certificate.
Zhong Yanyue handed a big box of chocolates to Qin Moling and said, “I may need to learn from you and Ms. Jian in the future. You guys are busy, and I will go back to work too.”
She nodded to Jian Hang again and turned to leave.
… …
Jian Hang waited until Zhong Yanyue was far away before she told Qin Moling, “Tan Feng is her ex-boyfriend.”
Qin Moling raised his head suddenly, “Tan Feng?”
“Yeah. Zhong Yanyue finally came out of it. Is your friend good?”
“Better than Tan Feng.”
“…”
How petty.
Qin Moling gave the chocolates to Secretary Gao and asked her to share it among themselves. He accompanied Jian Hang to the elevator.
Seeing her frown with every step, he decided, “Let’s not run tonight. We’ll take a day off.”
“It’s okay,” Jian Hang said. “If I can’t run, I’ll just walk a few laps.” She wouldn’t give up halfway. Except for chasing him, she has never given up on anything casually.
Qin Moling said, “I don’t have any social engagements tonight, so I’ll go with you.”
When they arrived at the special elevator, Qin Moling entered the password.
No one else was around so Jian Hang took a step forward. His shirt collar was straight, but she still straightened it for him anyway.
Her fingers were soft and touched his neck from time to time. Qin Moling lowered his eyes to look at her and let her tidy him up.
The elevator door opened and Jian Hang went in. “Go and get busy. See you tonight.”
He had originally just planned to take her to the elevator, but Qin Moling suddenly stepped forward, entered the elevator with her, now intending to take her to the underground parking lot.
Jian Hang pressed the floor button, and just as she put her hand down, Qin Moling reached out and held it.
Jian Hang exerted a little force and squeezed his hand.
The two of them didn’t say anything; they just looked at the numbers jumping on the elevator display.
… …
After returning home, Jian Hang took out her cell phone and subconsciously wanted to tell Qin Moling that she had arrived home.
After typing two words, she deleted them.
She wanted to see if he would ask her.
Ten minutes passed; half an hour passed; but there was no sign of him asking.
Jian Hang put down her phone. She lay down on the sofa and fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already two hours later. A car had just driven into the yard—Qin Moling came back from work.
Less than three hours after they separated, Qin Moling came in and looked at her a few more times.
“Just woke up?” He walked over.
Jian Hang sat up straight and said, “Yeah, I fell asleep while waiting for a text.”
Qin Moling unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and sat down next to her. “What text were you waiting for? Do you have an appointment tonight?”
“Was waiting for your text.”
“What text?”
“Waiting for you to ask me if I’ve reached home yet.”
“…”
The driver brought her home. She was not driving back alone in the middle of the night, so he didn’t have the thought of asking.
Qin Moling reflected on himself, “I will remember this for later.”
He asked, “You waited for two hours?”
Jian Hang fixed her hair and said, “No. I figured that you really wouldn’t send one. But then I thought—what if you had decided to pursue me and end up sending it to me? Anyway, since I had nothing to do, I just waited for a while.”
”How long were you waiting?”
“It was less than half an hour, so I didn’t wait all this time. It’s Monday, and I suddenly don’t have to go to work. I didn’t know what to do, so I just sat on the sofa and thought for a while.”
She looked at him. “I was distracted and was wondering when you would come back. Then I got sleepy and fell asleep.”
Qin Moling bent down and kissed her.
But Aunt Geng was in the kitchen, so they couldn’t do everything they wanted.
He nibbled on her lips and asked, “Do you want to live in the apartment during your vacation?”
Jian Hang nodded.
Qin Moling said, “Let’s move over now.”
… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
He let her go and went to find Aunt Geng, asking her not to cook for them. He told her that he and Jian Hang would be going to the apartment and said, “We’ll live there for a month. You can go over and cook lunch at noon, and we’ll take care of breakfast and dinner.”
This would give Aunt Geng time to watch Tan Moxing’s movies in the evening. Two movies starring Tan Moxing would be released during the summer vacation, one in which he starred and the other in which he has a minor role.
Jian Hang packed some clothes, took her personal belongings, and went to the apartment with Qin Moling.
On the way, she reminded Qin Moling, “Remember to organize the detailed information of the Fourth Division for me.”
Qin Moling said, “No hurry, take a few days off.”
“I’ll be bored at home alone.”
“I asked you to go to my office but you refused.” Qin Moling had no choice but to agree with her, “I’ll have Secretary Gao send it to you tomorrow.”
… …
After more than half an hour, they arrived at the apartment.
The only difference between being in the villa and being in the apartment was that with no one else around, the two could come together at any time.
Last time when they went to the apartment to choose wedding photos, Qin Moling bought enough boxes of what they needed and kept them there.
Jian Hang delivered her things to the master bedroom. She had taken a shower here when they were here last, so it was not unfamiliar to her.
She brought a lot of clothes—but no pajamas.
“Qin Moling, I didn’t bring my pajamas.”
Qin Moling couldn’t tell whether she forgot to bring it or really didn’t bring it.
He opened one of the closets and found a button-down shirt of his for her to wear. Since she wouldn’t need to wear it for sleeping, he didn’t give her a cotton T-shirt.
Jian Hang took a bath and didn’t even have time to dry her hair before she and Qin Moling were kissing on the sofa.
Qin Moling looked at her and said, “Don’t wait for my text in the future. If I don’t send it to you in time, it means I don’t have the awareness to do so. You will never get it no matter how long you wait.”
He leaned over and kissed her on the lips, “Remember to call me directly next time. Tell me and I will remember.”
Jian Hang raised her upper body and kissed him back, “It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about it. I’m now an idle person, even if I wasn’t waiting for your text, I still need to find other things to kill time.”
He looked into her eyes and said, “If you get bored at home in the future, you can call me.” As he said this, he took her.
From time to time, he bent down and kissed her deeply.
The pillow under Jian Hang’s head fell to the floor.
Her forehead and nose were covered with drops of water from his hair.
… …
Tonight, her plan to walk a few laps in the playground was ruined.
Fortunately, the apartment was big enough, and she walked around the house a few times.
… …
The next day at noon, Qin Moling received a message from Jiang Shenghe.
[“Give me Teacher Chen’s number, I’ll call her.”]
[After getting off work on Friday, I plan to go visit Teacher Chen. You and Jian Hang can go back home for dinner as well.]
Qin Moling sent Chen Yu’s number. [Why are you going early?]
They had agreed before that they would go there on Teacher’s Day.
Jiang Shenghe: [Your wedding might be before Teacher’s Day, I’ll go check it out in advance.]
Qin Moling was getting married; he was the best man, and he had to go with him to pick up the bride. Considering that Chen Yu was his class teacher, it would be unreasonable for him not to go visit in advance.
If he visited her in advance, then it wouldn’t be too awkward when he goes to Teacher Chen’s house to pick up Jian Hang.
… …
After saving the number, Jiang Shenghe dialed it directly and introduced his name first. “Teacher Chen, do you still remember me?”
Chen Yu smiled. “Of course I remember. One time in math class, I was writing on the blackboard, and you and Qin Moling threw chalk at each other when I wasn’t looking. You missed the target and it hit me on the head.”
Jiang Shenghe: “…”
He laughed, “Teacher, I will go and repent, and by the way, it was Qin Moling’s fault.”
Marriage First, Love Later translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
T/N: A couple that actually communicates…
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Chapter 48.1 — Exchanging Photos
Chapter 48.2 — Exchanging Photos
Chapter 49.1 — Weekend Trip
Chapter 49.2 — Weekend Trip
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