Fu Chen had already gotten someone to tidy up a room for Song Fengwan to draw in. Class ended at ten, so she packed her things and went home.
"Fengwan, you're going back very early today." The teacher, Gao Xue, wiped her hands and smiled. After half a month of interaction, she roughly understood the situation of the girl in front of her.
Her family was well-off, and her food and clothes could not be said to be the best, but ordinary families still could not afford it. She was low-key, docile, and especially hardworking.
The students who had gathered here all wanted to improve their results in the art exam. Many of them were sent by their parents, and there were many who gave her red packets and gifts, but she had never seen any of Song Fengwan's elders.
"Yes, it's too cold at night, so I want to go home early." Song Fengwan naturally wouldn't explain so much to her. She packed her things, said goodbye, and left first.
