"Why hasn't the bus from the Provincial City arrived yet?" Tang Mingli had arrived half an hour early, dragging his elder brother Tang Zhengde to wait here.
He hadn't felt it before, but after Mo Siyu said something, Tang Mingli became anxious, always worried that something might go wrong with Tang Yue in the Provincial City.
If something really did happen to Tang Yue, how could he face his elder brother?
"Aren't you saying it should have arrived by now?" Tang Zhengde kept stretching his neck, looking at each bus that entered the station, but he didn't see the one from the Provincial City.
Tang Mingli looked at the time on the hall clock, saying uncertainly, "It should be around this time, I think. Every time I go on a business trip, it seems to be around this time, but I'm not sure of the exact time."
