Wen Qiao tapped her head: "Understood, understood. How many times do I have to say it",Su Yun grabbed, "This is a day-overdue sandwich with beef. The supermarket owner let me bring it back. You haven't had dinner yet, have you We'll just eat this in a bit.",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.。