The afternoon sun was rather blinding. Even after the woman was rejected firmly by Chen Ge, she and the boy refused to leave.
"It is his wish to visit your Haunted House, and I promised that he could. Can you please show some kindness?" The woman pulled out a 100 note from her purse. "I promise you, it'll be fine."
Chen Ge did not accept the obvious bribe but asked confusedly, "Why do you insist on entering the Haunted House? The boy is at most eight years old—the environment inside the Haunted House is so complicated that I'm afraid it might scar him for life."
The woman smiled helplessly but did not answer Chen Ge's question. Instead, she turned around to rub the boy's fluffy hair. "Fan Yu, shall we go play something else…"
