Heading to Shanghai (1)

The next day.

"Young Master, I'm downstairs." Early in the morning, Liu Yanran drove over to pick Ye Xuan up.

Ye Xuan was brushing his teeth. He responded with a hum and hung up.

After packing up briefly, he went downstairs.

The road in the morning was a little congested. Liu Yanran kept looking at the watch on her wrist, seemingly anxious.

Ye Xuan, who was reading, was also attracted by her frequent posture of looking at her watch. He asked curiously, "What's wrong? You look anxious."

Liu Yanran frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "The traffic jam is a little serious. At this rate, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch the plane."

If she had known this would happen, she would have come over earlier to pick up her Young Master or buy a later plane ticket.

It wouldn't be good if she delayed her Young Master's matters.

Ye Xuan put down the book in his hand and asked, "Why are we catching a plane?"