When Song Ze heard Xia Qingqing say that she wanted to buy another house, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
He wasn't doubting that Xia Qingqing didn't have that much money, but rather he was thinking about another important issue.
What if my partner is richer than I thought? Will he really become a gigolo who lives off me?
But if the object is Qingqing, being a gigolo isn't out of the question.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, Xia Qingqing assumed that the matter was difficult to handle, and explained, "Is it very troublesome? Actually, I'm not in a hurry. Just keep an eye out for me. If there's a suitable one, I'll buy it; if not, I won't."
She just wanted to take advantage of the low housing prices these past two years to buy several more properties, knowing that housing prices would rise year by year in the next few years.
Upon hearing this, Song Ze immediately realized what was going on: "No, it's not troublesome at all. I'll keep an eye out and take you to see a suitable house as soon as I find one."
"Thank you for your hard work, Aze. This time, the location of the house doesn't matter; it can be a bit far away," Xia Qingqing said, giving him a bright smile.
Song Ze was puzzled. Why did Qingqing buy so many houses? Was it to bring her parents over? But if the houses were for her parents, it would be better if they were closer to where she lived.
He thought this to himself and then asked it out loud.
“I’m not buying this to live in, but for investment. Beijing is the capital of our country, and the housing prices here may rise to a high level in the future. I’m buying a few more to stock up while they’re cheap now.”
“Aze, if you have spare money, you can buy a house,” Xia Qingqing advised sincerely.
If someone has 10,000 yuan now, they are considered very rich. Many people even feel that they could never spend all of that money in their lifetime. But in another 10 or 20 years, it will really be nothing.
"..." Song Ze was speechless for a moment. He felt that Qingqing had some misunderstanding about cheapness. How could a house costing six or seven thousand be considered cheap in her eyes?
Based on a regular worker's monthly salary of 35 yuan, it would take 15 years of working without eating or drinking to afford Xia Qingqing's courtyard house.
But who can go without food and drink? Everyone has a large family to support; having a thousand or eight hundred yuan in savings is considered a wealthy family.
Even so, I should still listen to my partner's suggestions. Since Qingqing wants him to buy a house, then I will buy it.
Xia Qingqing had no idea what Song Ze was thinking. If she did, she would only say to him: "Young man, you're thinking too simply."
In a few decades, even if a migrant worker saved every penny for a hundred years, he still wouldn't be able to afford a courtyard house in Beijing.
Xia Qingqing knew that Song Ze had taken her words to heart, and she showed a look of admiration, saying, "You can't go wrong by listening to me. You'll never regret it later."
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Starting this semester, Xia Qingqing has been staying in her own house on her days off. Although she tells her roommates that she won't be back at night, she doesn't say where she goes.
Liu Huimin and the other two assumed she was with Song Ze. They didn't say anything once or twice, but after it happened repeatedly, they all secretly worried about her.
Although Xia Qingqing and Song Ze are dating, they are not married yet, so it's not appropriate for them to live together right now.
The three of them discussed it privately and decided to try to persuade Xia Qingqing.
After Xia Qingqing returned from outside, she was stopped by the three of them.
Liu Huimin spoke first: "Qingqing, are you and your boyfriend planning to get married?"
"Not yet, Sister Huimin, why are you asking this?" Xia Qingqing asked, somewhat puzzled.
"We're only freshmen in college now, it's a bit early to talk about marriage."
Liu Huimin frowned deeply: "Since you don't plan to get married, isn't it better to live together now?"
Xiang Qiu nodded in agreement: "Men don't care about this, Qingqing, you can't be fooled."
Since the two of them don't plan to get married for the time being, they can't just do whatever they want. If something goes wrong, Xia Qingqing will definitely be the one who suffers.
Xia Qingqing was taken aback when they suddenly brought this up, and she was stunned for a moment after hearing it.
But knowing that Liu Huimin and the others were concerned about him, he said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Sister Huimin, I don't live with Song Ze. I live on my own."
Liu Huimin breathed a sigh of relief, then asked with some surprise, "Hey, Qingqing, do you have relatives in Beijing? I've never heard you mention them before."
Xiang Qiu was also misled by Liu Huimin's statement and jokingly said, "So you were staying at a relative's house. You've made us worry about you for no reason."
It's no wonder Liu Huimin thought that way. Everyone had introduced themselves at the beginning of the semester, and several of her roommates knew that Xia Qingqing's family was from the South Province.
Compared to Xia Qingqing owning a house in Beijing, it's easier to believe she's living with relatives.
Xia Qingqing stretched out her finger and shook it, saying mysteriously, "No, I live in my own house."
She could feel the care her three roommates had for her, so she told them the truth about the apartment.
Of course, she only said that the house was her own house, but she didn't reveal when she bought it or how much it cost.
This led several roommates to assume that the house belonged to Xia Qingqing's parents, and even to believe that Xia Qingqing's family was well-off.
"What? Qingqing, your family actually owns a house in Beijing? That's incredibly secretive!" Liu Huimin's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Chen Xiu and Xiang Qiu were also quite surprised. Qingqing had said that her family was from the countryside, so how come she suddenly had a house in Beijing?
"Hehe, I'm not pretending anymore, I'll come clean. I'm actually a hidden rich woman," Xia Qingqing said in a lighthearted and playful tone.
This half-joking remark immediately livened up the atmosphere.
Liu Huimin hugged Xia Qingqing tightly and shouted, "Ah...ah, let me quickly bask in the rich woman's wealth and see if I can become the next rich woman."
There are so many rich women in the world, one more shouldn't make a difference.
"Me too, me too! I wish I could get rich soon and reach the pinnacle of life!" Xiang Qiu hugged him without giving in.
Chen Xiu looked at the three people huddled together, hesitated for a moment, then felt that she shouldn't be treated specially, so she quickly joined them in: "Get rich, I want to be a rich woman too."
Xia Qingqing felt short of breath as the three people held her tightly in their arms. She managed to say, "Quick... let go of me, I'm suffocating."
Sisters, I'm just a little hidden rich woman, not a god of wealth. Making wishes to me won't work.
The three roommates accepted the sudden news that Xia Qingqing owned a house in Beijing without any negative feelings or even asking where the house was located.
Xia Qingqing was happy to have three such good roommates, and then warmly invited the three of them to her home for a meal during the holidays.
She can't possibly live in the dorm for all four years of university. After she moves out, if there's any news from the school, her roommates will probably have to inform her. How could they not know where she lives?
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