After watching the movie, Tang Wanjun took Chi Zaozao to the largest amusement park in the city.
Having bought an all-access pass, Zaozao declared she would play every single attraction in the amusement park and wouldn’t go home otherwise.
Young Master Tang had no choice but to gallantly accompany the beauty.
Standing under the roller coaster, Zaozao looked up into the sky and watched as the people on the ride, with disheveled hair and faces twisted in fear, screamed and shouted.
Excited, she quickly pulled Tang Wanjun to the ride’s entrance to have their tickets checked.
Young Master Tang, somewhat unwilling, grumbled at her side, “My lady, I’m afraid of heights.
Do we really have to ride this?”
Zaozao looked at him with disdain, “Who said they would gallantly accompany the beauty?
Are all men’s words just hot air?”
Alright then!
Young Master Tang had no choice but to keep silent.
Soon, another round of the roller coaster began.
Zaozao dragged Tang Wanjun onto the ride.
As the coaster quickly started, she held his hand tightly as if to give him courage and tell him not to be afraid.
Young Master Tang really was afraid of heights, but he had to maintain his composure in front of a woman.
As the two were slowly ascending the hill on the roller coaster, several well-dressed men strolled along a nearby walkway, surrounding the man in the middle who exuded an extraordinary air.
Ye, how do you feel about this section of the amusement park?
Is it suitable for your planned project area?” The bald old man with a potbelly nodded and bowed continuously at Ye Que’s side.
Ye Que’s gaze swept across the amusement park, his face expressionless and inscrutable, leaving others unable to guess what was on his mind.
Before the bald old man could continue, Ye Que’s female secretary held out a hand to stop him, “President Wang, our president knows what he’s doing; you needn’t say more.”
Having been by Ye Que’s side for many years, Xiao Lan knew Mr.
Ye didn’t like noise and certainly didn’t like someone nagging at his side, so seeing Mr.
Ye’s displeased expression, Xiao Lan quickly spoke up to intervene.
President Wang had no choice but to nod and step back.
Another businessman approached and asked softly, “Mr.
Ye, it’s now lunchtime.
We have prepared a sumptuous feast for you.
Would you like to move to the other residence now?”
“Hmm!”
Ye Que hummed in response, turned around, and with seven or eight people following in step, headed toward the amusement park’s main gate.
However, at that moment, a shriek that pierced the sky came from above.
“Ye Que, I hate you, I hate you!”
The voice was sharp, trembling, and somewhat unclear in tone.
Especially Ye Que, who abruptly stopped in his tracks and turned around upon hearing that voice.
The source of the voice was from the roller coaster above.
He lifted his head, his piercing gaze fixed on the speeding coaster above.
The people around looked at each other, wondering who had the audacity to publicly insult Mr.
Ye.
Since President Wang was in charge of this area of the amusement park, he quickly ordered his servants to check who had just insulted Mr.
Ye.
The servants immediately set off to do their task.
Others didn’t know, but Ye Que knew that the voice came from Zaozao.
She was supposed to be preparing for her exams, yet she had the leisure to play here?
His typically handsome brows furrowed involuntarily.
Without waiting long, the roller coaster came to a stop.
Zaozao, helping Tang Wanjun out, saw that he was feeling ill and began to vomit by the side of the road.
Zaozao rubbed his back and handed him water to drink, “Are you okay?
Such a big man and you’re so scared of heights—if you can’t handle it, don’t push yourself!”
Tang Wanjun, feeling as if his guts were being wrenched out, gave Zaozao a wan look, “I just didn’t want to disappoint you!”