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Shi Mei’s eyes trembled slightly, and she looked down at her hand being held in Tang Wu’s, laughing softly, "Probably, but there’s no chance of that now."

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Jian Yun felt a bit sad, "Yeah."

"We’re here," Shi Lingyan reminded them.

Jian Yun saw the neighborhood and was clearly surprised, "You live here too?"

"Too?" Shi Mei was also surprised, "You live here as well?"

"We live in the back," Jian Yun said as she got out of the car, "Xiao Wu’s dad and I live in Building 2 in the back, it’s an apartment allocated by our work unit."

The neighborhood was large, with building numbers reaching over thirty.

Shi Mei lived in Building 32.

Even though they were in the same neighborhood, it would take at least twenty minutes to walk from one to the other; by car, one would have to cross two streets to encounter each other.

As Jian Yun spoke, she looked around, "This area was just built up a few years ago; it’s much newer than Building 2. When did you buy this place?"

"Last month, an existing home," Shi Mei thought for a moment then told her the price.

Hearing the price, Jian Yun couldn’t help but remark with emotion, "Prices really have soared, haven’t they? The housing costs in Imperial City are several times higher than in Yan City."

"That’s for sure. The country is becoming more and more developed now, the economic level is driving up consumption levels; all the increases are inevitable, especially since this is the capital," Shi Mei said, shaking her head with a smile, "Let’s go."

Jian Yun chuckled, "That’s true. My husband is still grateful that he bought a few small apartments with his bonus decades ago. He sold two of them a few years back and made quite a profit."

Shi Mei’s eyes sparked with interest, "You sold your apartments? Why? Are you short on cash?"

That shouldn’t be the case.

Tang Wu had been in the spotlight for many years; not to mention her other assets, she owned two apartments alone, and had several tens of millions in her safe. Naturally, the inheritance went to the direct relatives, and at that time, she was not yet married to Shi Lingyan, so the direct relatives were only those from the Tang Family.

Where had all the money gone?

Jian Yun shook her head, "No, not short on cash. We just felt it was pointless to keep them. At that time, Xiao Ming’s dad suggested we sell them. He said that the house prices were peaking, and with the devaluation of the Chinese Yuan, the prices wouldn’t increase by much, so it might as well be cashed in and invested in something else."

Shi Mei nodded.

Don’t be fooled by Tang Jingming’s simple looking demeanor; Tang Jingming’s father was a shrewd man.

Tang Jingming’s mother, when idle, liked to buy some funds and watch the stock market. Although active duty military personnel couldn’t speculate in stocks, Tang Jingming’s uncle seldom came home throughout the year and could occasionally give his wife some pointers. Also, with Tang Jingming’s mother’s incredible luck, they had earned quite a bit over the past decade. With her husband often away and her son grown up, these were also the fundamental reasons for Tang Jingming’s mother to go out and have fun with a group of friends.

Jian Yun said with some regret, "It’s just that it’s being demolished this year. If we hadn’t sold it back then, the demolition compensation would have been even better now."

Shi Mei patted her shoulder, "It’s good that you sold it. It’s one less thing to worry about. Otherwise, dealing with tenants can be troublesome."

"That’s true," Jian Yun felt relieved, then suddenly paused, "How did you know we rented it out?"

"Isn’t buying a house for living in it? If you don’t live in it yourself, in a place like Imperial City, aren’t there always people looking to rent?" Shi Mei was already with Jian Yun and Shi Lingyan in the elevator, "By the way, is your husband at home? Should we invite him over for dinner?"