C4 Mrs Faun

After working stress-free for two days, Soong Chuyi got up from her office chair and stretched. Tomorrow was the Qingming Festival holiday, and the leader had said that everyone would have to work an hour overtime today.

The home had already been designed and submitted, and Soong Chuyi, who had some free time on her hands, took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to open the drawing software and secretly edit the draft.

In the surrounding area requested by Hsu Youfeng's fans, Soong Chuyi had been very diligent in the past two days. She had almost sent the first draft to confirm it and had been praised by the other party.

She was simply the best and best fairy wife in the world. Soong Chuyi looked at Hsu Youfeng's fans praising her so much that she felt a little embarrassed. The reason why she was so fast was because she lacked money.

No one bothered her for the rest of the afternoon. Soong Chuyi successfully revised the rest of the drafts and confirmed that she would be able to submit the drafts by the end of the vacation. After receiving another round of praise from the other party, Soong Chuyi closed the interface with a smile on her face and began to look for the group leader in the group chat.

Other than a week of big orders, Soong Chuyi's basic source of salary was working in groups and doing small jobs. Some of them would work with renovation companies to run the scene. This kind of work was more troublesome than online work, but the salary was relatively high. Soong Chuyi would pick one of the jobs with a far address even if she had to go on a business trip. It was in the next city, not far away.

After an extra hour in the office, everyone came back to life after work, and next door, Little Bamboo was packing up and talking happily about what they were going to do with the holidays.

Before leaving, she greeted Soong Chuyi, who was still sitting on the chair, "First day of the Lunar New Year, I'm leaving!"

"Yes." Soong Chuyi raised her head and smiled. "See you after the festival."

When everyone in the office had left one after another, Soong Chuyi rubbed her eyes, saved the documents, and turned off the computer.

Outside the door, the temperature was still a little cold. Soong Chuyi wrapped herself in her trench coat and returned home. Not long after she had rested, her phone rang. Soong Chuyi picked it up and looked at it. There was annoyance in her eyes.

Soong Chuyi picked up the phone before it hung up. Soong's mother was on the other end of the line.

Soong Chuyi went to university in C City, Y province. Her mother and her new family were in Z City, H province. Without exception, Soong Chuyi would go back during her university holidays. After graduation, the number of times she went back decreased.

On Tomb-Sweeping Day, everyone would offer incense and sweep the graves of their deceased relatives. Soong's mother had canceled her trip back to the countryside because of her new family in the last two years.

Soong Chuyi, as Soong's mother's ex-husband's only child, had the responsibility to clean her ex-husband's grave. Soong Chuyi had gone alone last year.

Soong Chuyi did not plan to go back this year. Speaking of which, her memory of her father was already very shallow, and she was no longer at the age to long for her father.

Soong's mother had taken her to another place to live when she was young, away from her father's relatives. Soong Chuyi's feelings for those people were also indifferent. It could be said that Soong's mother was the only person she was closest to now. Besides, something unpleasant had happened last year, so it didn't matter if she visited her father's grave every year.

Soong Chuyi said that she didn't want to go back, and Soong's mother rambled on about it. Although she didn't force Soong Chuyi to visit the tomb, she emphasized that Soong Chuyi should go back and see her brother.

Soong Chuyi felt a headache coming on when she thought of her younger brother, who was still in primary school.

Soong's mother talked about her three days of vacation for a long time. Soong Chuyi listened in silence and coldly refused again.

"I'm not going back. Let's talk about it next month."