Nine Years of Dreams

It was very quiet in the car.

Neither Chen Yuheng nor Gu Anbao said a word, while the bodyguards in the front row kept their eyes on Shen Xinran through the rearview mirror.

Unlike the crazy excitement outside the car earlier, Shen Xinran didn't shout after she got into the car. Her hands were clasped together and her fingers were tightly clenched, as if she was trying hard to suppress something.

The car was driving steadily forward.

"If you have anything to say, say it now," he said."

Shen Xinran lowered her head and remained silent.

Chen Yuheng did not mind and gave the driver an address." Send me to the company before sending Miss Shen back.""

At this moment, Shen Xinran said faintly,"".. On my eighth birthday, I begged my mother to bring you home. At that time, when I first saw you, I felt that you were like a prince charming in a fairy tale. You would smile at me, tell me stories, and teach me how to fold paper airplanes…Why is it different now?"