Song Qinghuan arrived at the entrance just as Aunt He got off work. When she saw her, Aunt He's tender voice cried out happily, "Madam, you're finally back. The master said you went out to travel and relax. I was thinking it's been a long time, you should be back."
As she said this, she noticed Song Qinghuan had come empty-handed, "Madam, where is your luggage?"
Song Qinghuan smirked without knowing how to respond. She hesitated before gently replying, "I didn't bring any luggage when I left, just a set of clothes that I kept in a friend's suitcase."
The unsuspecting Aunt He didn't ponder further, and laughed again, "No wonder, the master asked me to prepare more dishes today. I knew you were back. But since the master asked me to get off work, I will go home now."
Song Qinghuan nodded, "Goodbye, Auntie."
After bidding Aunt He farewell, Song Qinghuan took a deep sigh at the entrance before finally stepping in.
