"Why are you driving so slow?" Mu Yuehan complained. "If you keep driving so slow, then for sure, we will be late in arriving at the airport."
With wide eyes, Li Tao looked at his boss from the rear-view mirror. He wanted to curse and yell.
'We are driving at a speed of two hundred mills, all right. I have already broken many signals, and what is this about getting late? There is still an hour left in the arrival of the flight.'
Mu Yuehan was eagerly looking out of the window. His heart was beating fast. He could not wait to meet Zhou Liying. He already recited in his mind how he was going to meet her, what he was going to say to her.
"I hope her anger at me has calmed down." He murmured to himself. "I am sure she is no longer angry at me after four years."
