After the onset of winter, the days seemed to fly by, Lin Gantang wrapping herself in a coat as she flipped through the calendar, and before she knew it, the New Year was almost upon them.
This year, she and Yanqing would be celebrating the New Year at the Wen family's home.
In their chat, Ye Qiuqiu teased Lin Gantang's husband, saying the mighty CEO actually resembled a hard-working employee, busy until the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Lin Gantang: [Does a working peon earn as much as my husband?]
Lin Gantang's retort was a direct hit, and Ye Qiuqiu clutched at her heart in pain.
Too real, way too real.
[This year we're returning to my parent's house for the New Year.] Ye Qiuqiu sent a message: [It's been many years since I last spent it with my parents.]
Ye Qiuqiu: [It's better for you, living close to home, always able to visit your dad.]
Lin Gantang: [Regretting it?]
Ye Qiuqiu: [What?]
Lin Gantang: [Regretting you married far away?]