บท 273: Discreet dogfood

"Uncle, can you drive faster?" Tang Li asked the driver.

"Young Miss, there is traffic because of the rain. As long as we cross this lane, we will reach there quickly," The driver said politely with his old eyes shining with glee. After all, it was not every day that his little Young Miss would call him 'uncle'.

She usually actives her professional mode and won't talk unless necessary.

Tang Li slumped in the backseat, "I wish I had taken the chopper instead," she murmured.

"Is there some emergency, Young Miss?'' The driver asked curiously. Why else would his calm Little Young Miss look so restless?

Tang Li sighed, "I don't feel well," Her voice held a trace of pain.

The old man panicked, he glanced at her from the rearview mirror before asking, "Young Miss, pardon me. But if you aren't feeling well, we should go to hospital. Why are we going to Mo Empires?" He hurriedly asked, almost ready turn the car towards the hospital once she says so.