Under the Ferris wheel, Tang Yanqing and Guan Liang were also looking up, gazing at the cabin in midair.
Guan Liang couldn't help but cough.
Tang Yanqing turned to stare at him, understanding he had something he wanted to blurt out but couldn't quite bring himself to say. Words can be held back, but breath cannot be stopped, so in a rush, it surged through his throat unexpectedly, causing him to choke.
Tang Yanqing sighed: "Just say what you want to say."
Guan Liang pressed his throat, quietly staring at Tang Yanqing.
"I mean, we're in midair in a small cabin for two. The entire rotation of the Ferris wheel takes at least half an hour... so, in this half an hour, things might get a bit unpredictable."
Tang Yanqing glanced at him: "I know."
Guan Liang dared not say more, lowering his head, he slowly asked: "I'm curious, Mr. Tang, how did you know Shi Nian was coming to the carnival tonight?"
