"Zhao Zhiqing, let's have lunch first, then study well in the afternoon.
It's just a few months until the college entrance exam. I hope we can pass," said a girl from the Youth Corps as she took Zhang Qiuling by the arm and entered the house. She lowered her voice and asked, "Qiu Ling, we might be going back to the city soon.
You're doing well in your studies. If you get into university, are you really going to marry Lu Aimin?"
Mentioning Lu Aimin, Zhang Qiuling's eyes filled with adoration. She shyly nodded her head, her big eyes sparkling, "Yes, we have already set the date.
Even if I get into university, it won't affect our marriage, and he already has a job that pays."
"Sigh, Qiu Ling, with your great prospects, good looks, and academic performance, you're sure to get into university. What kind of man couldn't you find back in the city? Why insist on being with him?
