Hey, woman, what are you doing?

The voice in the receiver was a bit fierce, but Song Ci knew who it was without even looking at the name in the note.

Huo Yan was lying on the bed at this time, staring at the ceiling boredly and asked her.

Song Ci looked at the design drawing on the table, stretched, and replied: I'm drawing.

Huo Yan: No way, you’re still painting on the weekend, are you going to die?

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice. This guy was indeed willing to work for any length of time as long as he was the boss. However, if he were an employee, oh no, he would scold the boss to death.

Just like her, she doesn't want to work overtime for her boss on weekends and have to look at her boss's face every day at work. If she didn't love this job, she would fire her boss in minutes. What a crap, relying on a little bit of power to exploit employees, he really doesn't treat people as human beings.

I don't know what she is thinking. They are all employees here, but she has to make things difficult for them. I don't know why the boss paid her millions in salary, which makes her so arrogant.

Humph, if one day you don’t want to do this anymore, you can just run away and go home to be a freeloader.

Song Ci: There’s no other way. I have too many inspirations. I have to act quickly.

Huo Yan: Tsk, just tell me which day you don’t have more.

Nine out of ten times she looked for her, she was revising and drawing pictures. It seemed that she was really the chosen designer. She didn't even understand what was so good about drawing these pictures. It would be more fun to follow her to report news.

There are a lot of gossips, and they are explosive. The key is that they can still be popular. It makes me happy just thinking about it.

Song Ci chuckled: What, do you miss me?

Huo Yan agreed with her and said: Yes, I miss you, I miss you so much, but you are so heartless that you don’t even miss me.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone, making her sound like a resentful woman who was not loved by her husband.

Song Ci: Tsk, of course I do. I miss you the most.

Huo Yan: That's more like it. How about going out for some milk tea this afternoon?

Huo Yan's mood changed rapidly, and she suddenly smiled and asked happily.

Song Ci looked at the almost finished manuscript in front of him and thought that he could just revise the rest when he came back in the evening. He didn't refuse and agreed: Okay.

Really? The person opposite him sat up suddenly, his tone still full of excitement.

Song Ci was also infected by her atmosphere: Of course.

Having such a good friend, even if you don't have time, you should make time for her. After all, this is the woman who occupied your entire youth, and well, the woman who will occupy your entire life in the future.

Ahhh, Song Song, you are so nice, ah, I love you.

The woman on the other end of the phone said.

Song Ci: Okay, stop talking, go change your clothes, we’ll see you at the mall later.

Huo Yan: Okay, as you wish.

After Huo Yan hung up the phone, she quickly went to find clothes and put on makeup.

He also sang a little tune with great joy.

The mother downstairs looked up and said, "I don't know what's going on."

Dad adjusted his glasses: "Who knows where he's going crazy, he's so happy."

"Where else can we go besides shopping?" my brother said without raising his head.

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your sister knows how to go out and play on weekends, but you, instead of going out to play on weekends, what are you doing at home? You're either at home or working every day? When will I have a daughter-in-law and grandchildren?" The mother said with a look of disgust when she saw her brother sitting on the sofa.

"That's right, a grown man, staying at home on the weekend and not knowing what to do?" Dad added.

Huo Qiyang was speechless. He had just been sitting here for a while, so why did he become so annoying? Disasters can strike from the sky, and it's really hard to guard against them.

I'm always being urged to do things at home, and I don't know what they're asking me for. Why should I rush to get married?

Actually, it’s okay to be anxious, he thought.

"Why aren't you at home?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Looking for a woman." Mom said speechlessly.

"It's not that easy to find a woman?" Huo Qiyang retorted.

"Why is it hard to find? They're everywhere on the street."

"They're everywhere on the street, and I don't like them either."

"Then go find someone you like. You're at home every day, and someone you like can come to you?"

Now it was Huo Qiyang's turn to be silent. He sat on the sofa without saying a word.

His mother couldn't stand his cowardly look: "You, why don't you go to your Uncle Lin's house more often and hang out with Miss Lin more often? Are you afraid that people will ignore you?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Huo Qiyang said impatiently.

"Tsk, if you don't want to listen, then I don't want to say it either."

"You kid, you don't behave like a father at all. Back then, I was the one who pestered your mother." Dad said proudly.

Mom glanced at him speechlessly.

My brother suddenly felt that he could no longer stay in this house, so he quickly stood up and said, "I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Hey, you little bastard." Dad scolded him from behind.

"Alas, my son, I don't know when he will achieve his goal." said the mother with a worried look on her face.

"Why don't you just take your son out for a walk? Talk to your best friend about it."

"Don't I walk enough? He also needs to work hard to improve himself." said the mother.

After changing her clothes, Huo Yan went downstairs happily and saw her brother walking out of the door.

"Mom, why did my brother go out?" Huo Yan asked.

"Only you are allowed to go out, but your brother is not allowed to go out." said the mother.

"No, I just think it's strange. My brother rarely goes out on weekends."

"If you don't get out now, everyone will run away."

"Oh, no, that won't happen." Huo Yan said.

"Where are you going again?" Mom asked casually when she saw that she had changed her clothes.

"Going shopping with my good friend." Huo Yan said happily.

"Okay, then you can play more."

"I know, Mom."

"My daughter, buy more. You have money, so you don't have to worry." The father said generously that when his daughter goes out to play, the most important thing is to have fun.

"I know. Thank you, Dad. I love you. Okay, give me a kiss." Huo Yan blew them a kiss and went out.

“This child…”