1901, Finally, woke up.
"In a few days I happen to have a fashion show in Los Angeles that I need to attend. How about I accompany you back then?" Arthur asked cautiously, fearing Shen Jiaoyang would refuse him.
But at this moment, Shen Jiaoyang felt empty inside, desperately needing someone to share and confide in.
She turned to glance at Arthur, leaning her head helplessly on his shoulder, "Arthur, can I borrow your shoulder to lean on for a while?"
Arthur became stiff all over from Shen Jiaoyang's action.
His handsome face turned crimson, tensing up because of Shen Jiaoyang's move.
"Of course, you can!"
However long you want to lean, my shoulder is always there for you.
Arthur didn't say these words to Shen Jiaoyang but silently repeated them in his heart.
The car sped through the night like a nimble Cheetah, swiftly navigating the wide road.
Yet, the moods of the two inside the car were entirely different.
