Last month, Professor Xie was exonerated and returned to the city. This house was also returned to him after his exoneration.
It is said that Professor Xie's grandson has already gotten married in the countryside and plans to settle there instead of returning to Beijing.
Professor Xie also wanted to live with his grandson and granddaughter-in-law. Since there was no point in keeping the house, he decided to sell it and use the money to help the young couple.
Perhaps it was because Xia Qingqing was too hot, Professor Xie suddenly opened his eyes: "Little girl, have you finished looking at the house?"
Xia Qingqing nodded: "Yes, Grandpa, I think your house is nice. Please give me a reasonable price."
"Really want to buy?" Professor Xie perked up upon hearing Xia Qingqing's words and stood up from his recliner.
Faced with Professor Xie's questioning, Xia Qingqing said very firmly, "I sincerely want to buy it. If the price is right, we can finalize the deal immediately."
Professor Xie had a faint smile on his face: "You must have inquired about my asking price before you came to see this house, right? I asked for 7,000 yuan at the time. Since you are sincere about wanting it, I'll give you 6,700 yuan."
Xia Qingqing thought about it and realized that the price was about right. But when buying things, especially something as valuable as a house, she always tried to bargain, no matter if she couldn't get the price down.
“I can’t move into this house right away after I buy it. I need to renovate it. How about you lower the price a bit? How about 6,500 for a fixed price? We can exchange money and goods today,” Xia Qingqing said tentatively.
Seeing that Xia Qingqing was handling things with ease, Song Ze didn't say anything to disturb her, letting her do as she pleased, and he would just be responsible for paying her.
Professor Xie was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "You're quite the smooth talker, young lady. Let's do it your way."
He was too lazy to bother with anything else; his granddaughter-in-law was due to give birth at any time, and he needed to hurry back to see his great-grandson.
"Really? Then it's settled," Xia Qingqing said excitedly.
In a few decades, such a courtyard house would cost at least tens of millions to buy, but 6,500 is not a small amount at this time.
Upon hearing that Xia Qingqing and Professor Xie had finalized the house purchase, Song Ze took out his bankbook from his pocket and handed it to Xia Qingqing: "Qingqing, let's go to the bank to withdraw the money first."
Xia Qingqing was stunned by his actions and emphasized, "I bought the house."
"I know you're the one buying the house. You buy the house and I'll pay for it. Doesn't that sound like a good match?" Song Ze said with a grin.
Xia Qingqing admitted that she was moved by his generous actions. This guy must be a dream man. He bought a house worth six or seven thousand without hesitation.
However, she definitely couldn't let Song Ze pay for it. They weren't married yet, so how could she let Song Ze buy her a house? She wasn't that shameless.
"No need, I have my own money," Xia Qingqing patted her handbag.
She had put an empty box inside; the money was actually stored in the system's warehouse.
Song Ze looked at Xia Qingqing with some disappointment: "You really don't need me to pay? Qingqing, don't be so formal with me, what's mine is yours."
Xia Qingqing tiptoed and patted Song Ze's head: "Good boy, I appreciate your kindness, but I still have enough money to buy a house."
Song Ze didn't ask Xia Qingqing why she had so much money; he knew Xia Qingqing had her own secrets.
If she's willing to tell him, that would be great; if she doesn't want to, Song Ze doesn't mind.
Xia Qingqing gave Professor Xie 3,000 yuan first, and the rest of the money would be given to Professor Xie after they went to the housing management office to transfer the house to her.
At that time, houses could not be privately bought and sold. Professor Xie only said that Xia Qingqing was his grandniece and that he was giving the house to her.
Song Ze secretly gave the people at the housing management office two packs of cigarettes, and the house transfer procedures were completed quickly.
Looking at the newly issued house and land deeds, Xia Qingqing's eyes narrowed into beautiful crescent shapes; she now owned a courtyard house in Beijing.
Seeing how happy Xia Qingqing was to have a house, Song Ze thought that he would work hard to earn money in the future and buy her more houses to make her even happier.
Professor Xie said he would move out the day after tomorrow, and Xia Qingqing wasn't in a hurry either. Anyway, she didn't plan to move into the house now; she needed to renovate it first.
Because Xia Qingqing refused his money, Song Ze wanted to prove himself in other ways, so he took the initiative to take on the renovation of the courtyard house.
Xia Qingqing was happy to have an easier time, since Song Ze had lived in Beijing for over 20 years and was much more convenient than her at finding people or buying materials.
After settling the house matters, Xia Qingqing and Song Ze spent the whole day playing outside. It wasn't until evening that Song Ze took Xia Qingqing back to school.
When they passed the same grove of trees, Song Ze pulled the person in again.
Song Ze gently pulled Xia Qingqing into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Qingqing, do you really like this house we bought today?"
"I really like it. Thank you so much, Aze." Xia Qingqing was especially happy thinking about having a house in Beijing in the future. She was so grateful to Song Ze for finding such a suitable house. He had been running around for more than a month to find it.
"Shouldn't you reward your partner?" Song Ze smirked.
Xia Qingqing knew exactly what he was thinking, so she tiptoed forward and gave him a quick kiss: "Is this reward enough?"
"Not enough, I want more," Song Ze's voice was slightly hoarse as he lowered his head and silenced the tenderness he had been longing for.
Men seem to have a special talent for this. Song Ze's technique has improved significantly since last time. As if he couldn't get enough, he kept sucking and licking, making Xia Qingqing weak all over from his kisses.
"You...you let go first," Xia Qingqing pushed Song Ze's chest away forcefully.
Song Ze obediently released her, and looked at Xia Qingqing's flushed cheeks with a mischievous smile: "Qingqing, don't you feel comfortable?"
Even though Xia Qingqing didn't consider herself to be thin-skinned, she was still embarrassed to answer the question. Could she say that she felt very comfortable?
She feigned anger and snorted, "You're shameless."
"Qingqing, I really want to marry you soon," Song Ze said, holding her in his arms and slowly running his fingers through Xia Qingqing's hair.
Xia Qingqing snuggled against him and said, "Aze, be good. A student's job is to study hard. We can talk about marriage after we graduate."
She was very satisfied with Song Ze in every way. His looks were exactly what she wanted, he was considerate to her, and he was willing to spend money on her. Dating was wonderful, so why rush into the grave of marriage?
"Okay, we'll listen to Qingqing. We'll get married when Qingqing wants to," Song Ze said, completely obedient to Xia Qingqing.
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