Wen Qiao looked at her watch, her voice anxious: "Master, can you hurry up",The master tapped the phone navigation next to him: "Let's take the outer ring road, it's clear there, don't worry, I guarantee to get you to the airport in the shortest time.",The taxi sped down the road, rain splattering across the windows. A Cantonese song played softly inside the car, but Wen Qiao was too anxious to enjoy it; she wished she could fly there herself.。