Jun Shiyan's eyes suddenly darkened. The veins on his hands bulged, and the carriage began to tremble violently.
After a frightened and worried scream, Xiaoqi panicked. He raised his feet and rushed towards the Ferris wheel. "Mommy, Sangyu!"
The staff and the tourists below saw that the Ferris wheel was faulty. They were afraid that the sedan would fall and cause harm to themselves. After a panicked scream, they scattered.
Ling Sheng, who was in the carriage, was very calm. When the carriage shook, she subconsciously pulled Little Sangyu into her arms. Her eyes were terrifyingly cold and murderous as she glanced down.
In the end, her gaze stopped on a carriage three carriages away from them. She clearly saw a black figure standing steadily inside, grinning at her ferociously.
"Mommy." Little Sangyu grabbed Ling Sheng's arm in fear. When she summoned up her courage and turned around, her big eyes narrowed. It was that strange uncle!
