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Forty minutes had passed already, how come this woman still hasn't come back?
"Is the clock broken?"
He frowned in displeasure and looked towards Uncle Qin who was standing quietly to the side, unsure of where the restlessness in his chest was coming from.
Uncle Qin checked the clock on the wall, which should not have been broken by any means.
But he seemed to be aware that the Young Master was waiting for the Young Madam to return.
It was said that the Young Madam worked as an assistant to a stylist at an entertainment company and sometimes followed film crews on location, so her finishing work was not on a fixed schedule.
But it had been over half an hour since the Young Master had made a call, and she should have been on her way back by now. Why was she still not here? Could it be a traffic jam on the way?
And yet it wasn't rush hour, and from downtown to Jueyuan, there was a private road for the Young Master's use, which should mean no traffic jams at all.
