Seeing how stubborn Madam Mo was, Sister Lin knew that she couldn't persuade her anymore.
She only hoped that Mo Shixiu would come back soon and end this farce.
Young Master, come back quickly. Sister Lin prayed in her heart.
…
After Mo Shixiu hung up Jiang Luoli's call, he looked at the car accident that hadn't been settled. He frowned and asked the driver, "When can this road be opened?"
He faced a traffic jam caused by a car accident when he was rushing home.
Mo Shixiu had been blocked for almost 10 minutes.
Normally, he wouldn't be so anxious.
But the thought of Jiang Luoli waiting for him at home made him uneasy.
"Mister, the car in front hasn't left yet. I don't think we can leave anytime soon. If Mister is in a hurry to go home, we can take a detour."
"Take a detour? How long will it take?"
"It might take an hour or so. The detour is very far, but there shouldn't be any traffic."
An hour?
