Lai Jiayi clutched her arm and quieted down. She just walked aimlessly, following the group without speaking.
Thankfully the barometer didn't drop like what she thought, but...
Just like what Zhao Yang said, the group really tried every single heart-stopping attraction without having to line up thanks to the VIP ticket.
A few hours passed by, and it's now 1 p.m
"Uh….Zhao Yun…." Lai Jiayi wobbled as she walked. Her hair was in a mess. Beads of sweat rolled down her cheek. Her face was so wretched she looked like a beggar again.
"Can...we..hhhh...stop...ukhh…" The girl was panting hard as she grabbed Zhao Yun's shoulder with all her might.
Lai Jiayi stared at the boy in puppy-like eyes, trying to plead mercy, but Zhao Yun could only smile bitterly.
"Miss, I'm sorry...uncle is the one deciding– " his words were cut off.
