Chapter 415: It Can't Be a Candlelit Dinner, Right?

It turned out he had to endure watching them the entire time.

Because President Zhan and Miss Qiao still had many more rides to enjoy, he was responsible for following them throughout.

Qiao Jing stood at the exit, waiting for the two little ones to come out.

She had thought she would see Pingping and Anan with smiles still on their faces from earlier, but in the end, only Anan's face was brimming with a joyful smile.

Pingping's smile, on the other hand, seemed forced, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

A hint of curiosity welled up in Qiao Jing's eyes as she looked at Pingping and pulled the child in front of her.

"What's wrong? Didn't you enjoy yourself?"

He had seemed just fine a moment ago; he didn't look unhappy at all.

How could he have changed so suddenly?

Pingping shook his little head vigorously, took a sharp breath through his nose, and his eyes reddened slightly.

"I had fun..."

Qiao Jing asked patiently, her voice becoming much softer without her realizing.