"Miss, are you here looking for someone?"
Jiang Baobao heard a man's voice not far away.
She instinctively looked up and saw the owner of the shooting booth looking at her. She hurriedly asked, "Yes, have you seen a very handsome man with a serious expression, accompanied by a little boy around five years old?"
"Oh, those two! They were just here playing a game at my booth!"
The owner suddenly realized and while speaking, pointed upstairs.
"I haven't had a single customer all day. The ones you're describing must be them; they went upstairs already. There's an ice rink up there; they probably went ice skating."
Jiang Baobao quickly glanced at the elevator and hurriedly broke into a joyous smile, thanking him, "Is that so, thank you!"
She left behind a word and quickly ran into the elevator.
No sooner had she arrived on the second floor than she felt a cool breeze.
"Where's Yanbao..."
Jiang Baobao murmured softly, her gaze falling on the large ice rink.
