Next.
Bo Jinghang kept his word and took her to line up for the Ferris wheel as promised.
Since there's no VIP pass for the Ferris wheel, they had no choice but to stand in the queue. Bo Jinghang, fearing she might get bored, pointed to a nearby tea shop, saying, "I'm here, you can sit there and wait for me."
Since one person could buy three tickets, there was no need for Qin Yiren to suffer along with him.
Qin Yiren looked at him, then at the tea shop, hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand and cleverly squeezed out of the line thanks to her slender figure.
Bo Jinghang chuckled, watching her back slip into the tea shop, patiently continuing to line up with the parents of the children.
Soon enough.
"Jinghang!"
Qin Yiren returned with freshly baked bread and tea, wanting to stand where she initially was.
