Shen Mosheng hummed softly and turned away his eyes as if he didn't want to see her.
Having grown accustomed to his indifference, Han Yingying didn't care.
As long as she could cling to Shen Mosheng, she was confident in winning back his heart.
As for the cold looks Shen Mosheng gave her now, she would slowly settle the score later.
There was plenty of time ahead, no rush!
"Mom and Dad, let's go inside quickly, the little ghosts are getting impatient," Shen Weilan urged unknowingly, eager to not wait even a second longer.
Shen Weici nodded repeatedly, urgency evident in his eyes, clearly unable to wait any longer.
Amused by the siblings, Han Yingying quickly pulled Shen Mosheng inside.
The darkness of the Haunted House, along with its eerie sounds, occasionally had people dressed as various ghosts jumping out to scare visitors.
Before long, Han Yingying exclaimed and hugged Shen Mosheng, enjoying the feeling of clinging to him.
