"This is--" Du Qingqing looked at Fang Zheng questioningly.

"He said it was left by my father." Fang Zheng took Du Qingqing and continued to walk inside.

After opening the door, the two of them moved between several rooms downstairs.

Du Qingqing asked: "Why haven't you mentioned the house your father left behind before?"

"He Xinyan's father just gave me the key." Fang Zheng said.

"Him?" Du Qingqing had many questions in her mind but didn't know where to start.

"Let's go upstairs and take a look." Fang Zheng pulled Du Qingqing upstairs, walked around every room, and finally stopped at his favorite study.

When the wooden lattice window was opened, the tender green sycamore leaves immediately peeked in.

Du Qingqing looked out the window and the small courtyard downstairs became more visible. There was a stone bench and stone table in the middle. The marble flowerbed that had been abandoned for many years formed a sharp contrast with the lush sycamore tree.

"This house is quite unique and must have many years of history," said Du Qingqing.

"It was built during the Republic of China, and later renovated several times until it became what it is today."

"Why was it He Xinyan's father who gave you the key to your house?" Du Qingqing asked.

"He refused to tell me, and I couldn't ask any more questions," Fang Zheng said, "so I just accepted the key without knowing what was going on."

"This doesn't make sense." Du Qingqing said, "You grew up in your aunt's house, why didn't your aunt give you the house, but gave it to an outsider?"

"Yes, that's because it's not legitimate, so I brought you here to see if you want to accept the house." Fang Zheng said.

Du Qingqing looked at Fang Zheng, "I don't want to interfere with your thoughts, but if you accept the house, at least you should know the whole story. The old city is requisitioning funds for reconstruction, and this house is at least more than 200 square meters, so the compensation will not be small. As the saying goes, no reward without merit, so it's better to ask clearly."

Fang Zheng looked at Du Qingqing with appreciation, "You are right. I can't accept the house blindly. I didn't expect that you usually look gentle, but you can analyze things very clearly."

Du Qingqing said with a coquettish expression: "After all, I have been a teacher for a few days, so I have some analytical skills. Besides, gentleness and wisdom are not contradictory."

Fang Zheng looked at Du Qingqing's expression with increasing affection, hugged her and kissed her, "I will go and talk to He Xinyan's father as soon as possible and return the key to him."

Du Qingqing looked up at Fang Zheng and said, "You have such a strong self-esteem that you even refused to use our family's compensation to buy a house and get married. How could you accept the house for no reason?"

Looking at Du Qingqing, Fang Zheng remembered what He Xinyan had told him about the competition. He was not very interested at first, but when Du Qingqing mentioned buying a house and getting married, he had to consider the long-term. So he asked Du Qingqing: "The company has another competition for the director of the production department. He Xinyan recommended me. Do you think I should go?"

Du Qingqing frowned, "Why is it He Xinyan again? Didn't you say that you are very happy in this department and get along well with your director?"

"I said I would marry you in two years. I have to move up in my position to have a chance to get a high salary. I get a high salary only to give you a good life."

Du Qingqing shook her head. "No. I like you the way you are now. You are not busy at work and you are very happy."

"But men can't just be content with the status quo," Fang Zheng said.

"Hmm..." Du Qingqing hesitated, "Why does He Xinyan care about your future more than I do?"

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