Peng Wenchao silently watched as Chuzheng took a sip from Xi Jing's straw and nodded, agreeing with Xi Jing's words.
The relationship between these two...
Forget it.
It's none of his business anyway.
Peng Wenchao, an older man, sipping his milk tea noisily, looked at the people in the amusement park and suddenly felt a bit sentimental.
All these years, he's been busy with work. How long has it been since he spent time with his wife and kids?
If he can get through this, he'll definitely spend more time with them.
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Later, Xi Jing wanted to go to the haunted house. Peng Wenchao wasn't afraid of that and happily went to buy tickets.
However, Xi Jing's excitement lasted only until the moment he entered the haunted house, after which he was scared and clung to Chuzheng the entire time.
"Why come if you're scared?"
"I didn't know it was this scary..." Xi Jing said, holding onto Chuzheng with a grievance, "I want to leave."
