In the apartment building.
Xia Lin lay back on the bed, relaxed, turning her head to look at Lu Tao smoking beside her.
"You weren't in good form today."
"Maybe I'm just too tired."
"Isn't Youth Apartment about to be finished? What do you have to be tired about?"
"It's not my only project." Lu Tao sighed. "Grand has another plot of land they want developed. I'm handling the design, and there's been a lot going on lately. I've got a bad feeling about it."
"What's so bad about it?"
"I heard Xu Zhisen might sell the land."
"Then wouldn't all your design work have been for nothing?"
"Yeah, for nothing..." Lu Tao couldn't help sighing. Dissatisfied, he said, "Xu Zhisen is just a businessman. All he sees is money—no art. Art is bullshit in his eyes!"
Xia Lin shook her head. "The art you want is too expensive, Lu Tao."
"Forget it. The more we talk about it, the more upsetting it gets."
"Then let's talk about us." Xia Lin said, "You didn't answer me today. Brother Yan and Yang Xiaoyun got together two months later than we did, and they've been together for nearly two years. They're already married. What are you thinking?"
"Of course I'm going to marry you. It's just that neither of us is stable yet. We used the bonus from a while ago to buy a car, and we don't have much money between us. I'm not saying we need to buy a huge house like Brother Yan did, but we should at least have a place of our own to call home."
"They're all excuses. You weren't like this before, Lu Tao. Now you care about money so much. You're desperate to climb higher, and I just don't understand—why does it have to