Zhang Mengmeng had been upset ever since the fortune teller encounter. Fatty did not have the mood to look at the attractions anymore as he was trying to cheer Zhang Mengmeng up again. Lin Huang was watching without saying a word. He had no clue after listening to the ridiculous notion that the fortune teller had said. However, Zhang Mengmeng's sobbing seemed real, and it did not look like she was acting. Perhaps, what the fortune teller said made her realize something that she was not aware of.
"Lin Huang, I think I'll bring Mengmeng back to the hotel. Sorry to trouble you to come all the way here." Fatty looked at Lin Huang with guilt.
"It's alright. It's almost noon now. Let's take the elevator. I'll bring you guys for lunch and take you back to the hotel." Lin Huang patted Fatty's shoulder.
"I'll bring you guys around again tomorrow when the both of you feel better. You can take a few days' rest if you want."
"Thanks!"