Qi Taiguo looked at her with an expression like she'd lost a dear one and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "You're someone who's made a lot of money, and you're still worried about this house? I thought you knew already."
"How could I possibly know?" Cheng Su glanced at him and said, "By the time I came, I was already living here, busy with business and everything. Where would I find the time to think about and care if this house is ours? If it weren't for talking with Hualing, I still wouldn't know!"
"Alright."
"Besides, my money was hard-earned. This house, however, is something you deserve. You've risked your life for the country, and if you can't even secure a house, then..." Cheng Su couldn't help but jab at him.
Qi Taiguo cleared his throat, and Cheng Su awkwardly stopped talking.
"Only those at the battalion level or above qualify for housing allocation," Qi Taiguo said.
"Then how did Old Zhou get his house before?" Cheng Su asked.
