Chapter 108 Paris Holiday

In the waiting lounge of Kennedy Airport in New York, Wang Yang and Jessica chatted and laughed about last night's New Year's countdown. The year 2001 had arrived, and the 21st century had begun its first chapter. Times Square was naturally packed to the brim last night, even more so than a year ago; they had almost spent the entire night standing in place, unable to move, before welcoming the New Year both joyously and wearily.

And now, they were about to leave the city they had stayed in for a few days and head to Europe to spend the New Year holiday. At that moment, the mobile phone in Wang Yang's pocket suddenly rang. He pulled it out and said to Jessica beside him, "It's Anne Hathaway; I wonder what she wants." He answered the call with a smile, "Hi, Annie, Happy New Year."