Without a second thought, I grabbed an umbrella and rushed out. In the courtyard, I bumped into Mom just as she was coming in.,Wen Qiao looked at her watch, her voice anxious: "Master, can you hurry up",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.。