Marriage First Love Later

Jian Hang lay in Qin Moling’s arms, counting down the massage that could end at any time. She also clearly felt that after pressing on her acupressure points for some twenty or so minutes, his strength had gradually weakened and his fingers probably felt tired and sore. Despite knowing that he was tired, Jian Hang… Continue reading

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,… Continue reading

Qin Moling had a meeting in the morning. The meeting ran late, and he just arrived at the company’s executive dining hall. Zhong Yanyue also attended the same meeting and went to have lunch with him. If she hadn’t wanted to inquire about something, she wouldn’t have chosen to sit with him for lunch.  Qin… Continue reading

At noon the next day, just after Jian Hang finished her lunch, Feng Mai came to visit. Jian Hang asked the front desk to let her up and asked her secretary to make coffee. Feng Mai brought a large bouquet of flowers and looked around Jian Hang’s office. It was smaller than she expected. She… Continue reading

Jian Hang started counting down the working days she had left in Yinlin. Without her knowing it, it was already time to get off work for the day. At six o’clock, Qin Moling sent her a message: [I have a banquet to go to tonight.] Qin Moling didn’t have the habit of reporting his itinerary,… Continue reading