When her "desperate" uncle was at a loss, Mengmeng had already got on the Ferris wheel with Gu Zhihan.
It must be said that this Ferris wheel was super luxurious: real leather sofas, high-end incense, a panoramic skylight, and gentle, mood-setting music was playing. It was simply too comfortable for words.
"Wow, this is too fancy!" Mengmeng's eyes widened as she pounced onto the real leather sofa.
Then, she even rolled around on it...
Gu Zhihan, who had followed her in, couldn't help but be dumbfounded at her lack of poise and reminded her, "You're not thinking about how much the tickets cost just now."
"Five hundred yuan... and that's just for one..." Mentioning the price, Mengmeng's heart suddenly ached.
That was really expensive!
"So, it's not surprising that it's pretty fancy in here." After all, the money was well spent.
