When she was about to get off work, the messages on her phone began coming in, one after another, and the family group chat became lively. Her grandparents praised her and Qin Moling’s photos. Her mother asked her if she has any entertainment plans tomorrow night. Jian Hang: [Probably not.] Mother: [Then will you and… Continue reading

Jian Hang soon got their marriage certificate. She and Qin Moling were not familiar with each other, so they each kept their own marriage certificates. The two came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, one after another, without any communication at all during the entire process. Those who didn’t know would think they were here… Continue reading

Jian Hang told her secretary, “Contact the public relations company. I will pay for it myself.” The secretary secretly sighed. She knew that Jian Hang was very aggrieved—who wouldn’t be aggrieved?—but nothing she could say at this time would help. She couldn’t sympathize; she could only break her teeth from keeping the words in her… Continue reading