Zhu Jing teased, "I'm talking about my situation, but you're always focused on him."
Xia Jie had let it slip. She couldn't help it; after thinking about him for so many days, Zhu Jing's prodding made the words tumble out. She blushed more easily than Zhu Jing, and after being teased, she quickly changed the subject. "Zhu Jing, at the end of the month, I'll cook you a feast to celebrate. And let's both work hard so we can buy houses in Qingzhou next year."
"Buy a house? Xia Jie, what are you thinking? Even in the cheapest parts of Qingzhou, property is at least ten thousand yuan per square meter, and that's after prices have been dropping for the last few years. For a 100-square-meter place, you'd need a down payment of 200,000. How many years would that take to save up?"
