Meng Qing Qing was a little secretly jealous of Bai Zhe when she entered the house. He was just in junior high school, but he could save up enough money to buy his parents a house. As for her, she had only a used car that she had just saved up enough money to buy. Having a house was a long way off for her at the moment, except if Bai Zhe became extremely famous, her dream might possibly come true.
"Qing Qing, I will cook you a steak. Can you eat it? Are you on a diet?" asked Bai Zhe.
"Who needs to be on a diet? Just make it. I can eat anything as long as it does not taste worse than street food," said Meng Qing Qing.
"All right, darling," said Bai Zhe, preparing ingredients in the open kitchen in which he could see Meng Qing Qing sitting at the dining table.
"We are not married. Don't be sly," said Meng Qing Qing.