Since Su Qianci left the old house, she had kept herself busy by being focused on study and work. Lu Yihan was better and better at doing business. In just over a month, he had released the software "Qian Joy," which then enjoyed a great number of downloads end users. As a shareholder, Su Qianci got a decent cut.
As it became colder, she was wearing thicker clothes. This day was winter solstice, a festival for family reunion. Song Yifan was still in London and could not come back to the country to spend the day with her. The old house had called her in advance, inviting her to go back for the festival. The rain was pouring down, making the winter solstice a wet one. Driving her newly purchased white sedan, Su Qianci was trapped in the traffic jam. It was past 2 PM. She did not know what had happened on the street. She could not move at all.
The honks were ringing, disturbing her mind. Su Qianci's phone rang. The call was from the old house. She picked up. "Hello."
