I like you, my nature is hard to change

Chapter No.16: Horse Racing

"Would you like to go for a walk first?" Fu Qingyuan suggested. Standing beside the tall horse, his long and strong body also looks extremely elegant and noble. The perfect jaw line is strong and clear, and there is a hint of gleam in the sunlight. soft.

"Okay." Mo Zishu replied, but she was wondering how there could be such a perfect man in the world. If she went to participate in the world beauty pageant, she would be the one who wronged him.

"You get on the horse first, and I'll support you." Fu Qingyuan threw the rein in his hand aside, walked to Mo Zishu's side, and gently wrapped his strong arms around Mo Zishu's waist to prevent accidents. The horse that Mo Zishu chose was a newcomer to the racecourse. It was originally given to Na Chuan to be tamed, but Mo Zishu took it away, but it was a good cooperation all the way.

"Okay." Mo Zishu responded, stepped on the stirrups, jumped lightly, and came to the horse's back.

This scene fell in the eyes of others, but they thought it was Fu Qingyuan helping Mo Zishu get on the horse.

"Let go, I'll try to take a walk." Mo Zishu touched the horse's head with her slender hands. Although the mane was not soft, it was still pretty good.

Fu Qingyuan raised his sharp sword eyebrows, let go of his hand, and at the same time sighed in his heart. Just now, he smelled a fragrance in Mo Zishu's hair, and his inexplicable heart throbbed with a lingering familiarity.

"Drive." Mo Zishu hooted lightly, and the horse under him moved slightly, ignoring her.

"This horse hasn't been tamed yet." Mo Zishu raised her eyebrows, and a smile appeared on Shuyan's face, her thin body was sitting on the horse's back, and the sun was shining on her body, making it a little warm.

"Well, be careful." Fu Qingyuan warned.

But there was an extremely dissonant voice behind him, "You can't ride a horse, so what right do you have to sit on a horse?"

Fu Qingyuan's deep eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a sense of danger.

Mo Zishu gently pulled the rein to turn the horse around, and saw a beautiful girl in a white vest sitting on a white horse, waving a whip in her hand.He looked extremely arrogant and domineering.

"Brother, I didn't stop you." Then came Na Chuan and Helian Bai Mu, both of whom looked apologetic.

"It's nothing." Fu Qingyuan's tone was cold, and his whole body exuded a dangerous and dark aura.

Anyone who knows him well knows that this is a sign that he is about to get angry.

Li Jiajia did not go to the racecourse with her brother, and she learned later that there are still people who dare to be more arrogant than her in this racecourse.

She didn't know what Fu Qingyuan represented, but when she saw Fu Qingyuan's stunning face, she was obsessed. She wanted to get this man, and when she turned her eyes, seeing Mo Zishu's coquettish and beautiful face made her deeply moved. A deep sense of crisis and jealousy.

"Hmph, I'm still the eldest lady of that family. It turns out that I'm just a vase bag, and I can't even ride a horse." Li Jiajia looked at Mo Zishu contemptuously, rode to Mo Zishu, and pointed the horse's body at Mo Zishu. The horse ran over.

However, Mo Zishu pulled the reins, and the horse dodged nimbly, then grunted dissatisfiedly, without even looking at the horse.

"Who is the idiot talking about?" Mo Zishu asked lightly, with a trace of sneer in his eyes.

"Idiot talking about you." Li Jiajia fell into Mo Zishu's tricks in a flash of tongue.

"Pfft, hahahahahahahaha." Na Chuan laughed unceremoniously.

Helian Baimuna beside him also showed a crack in his expression.

No matter how calm Fu Qingyuan was, he was affected, and his clear eyes were fixed on Mo Zishu.

"You, bitch." Li Jiajia glared angrily, and pointed at Mo Zishu with a whip.

Mo Zishu frowned, and her bland eyes immediately became sharp. Looking at Li Jiajia's finger pointing at her, and then at her cheek, her bright red lips evoked an evil smile.

"What are you looking at?" Li Jiajia became furious and wanted to throw a horsewhip at Mo Zishu.

"Let's compare." Mo Zishu backed away with his horse, and Li Jiajia's whip was in vain.

"Brother, you, don't you want to help?" Na Chuan frowned, this Miss Mo seemed not as smart as she looked.

Fu Qingyuan remained silent, but looked at Mo Zishu calmly.

"Let's take a look first, I believe in the elder brother's vision." Although Helian Bai Mu also disapproved of Mo Zishu's actions, it seemed that something was wrong seeing Fu Qingyuan being so calm.

"Okay, get out if you lose." Li Jiajia raised her chin conceitedly, and looked at Mo Zishu mockingly.

"Remember, it's about getting out, not going out." Mo Zishu's eyes were calm and even a little cold, and the same was true of her thin lips.

In this way, the group returned to the place where they had just spoken, where Li Jiaye and a group of people were standing and talking.

"Brother, let them give way, I want to compete with this bitch." Li Jiajia smiled extravagantly, she will win this competition.

"Snapped"

Just when everyone was about to speak, a loud slap landed on Li Jiajia's face, which quickly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Let me hear this word, I took your chin off." Mo Zishu's tone was indifferent, and his eyes lightly fell on Li Jiajia.

Everyone didn't see how Mo Zishu made the move, but they saw Fu Qingyuan handing Mo Zishu a handkerchief and asking her to wipe it clean.

Li Jiaye's group of people dare not speak out, who dare to provoke Fu Shao.

Li Jiajia couldn't help shrinking her neck when she met Mo Zishu's gaze, but the hatred in her eyes became more and more obvious. Someone dared to hit her, which made her lose face.

On the other side of the racecourse, a group of people in suits and leather shoes walked in.

"Mo Dong, I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll go there myself." A man with a flattering smile on his face followed Mo Huaheng to the right.

"It's okay, since we're working together, we're all friends." Mo Huaheng raised a formulaic smile. He was already in his 40s, and he looked extraordinarily young and imposing among this group of people.

"Okay." Li Chenghui smiled with satisfaction.

"What's going on here." Li Chenghui's eyes fell on a group of people gathered not far away, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Master, those are the young master and the young lady. The young lady is about to race horses with others." A housekeeper walked up to Li Chenghui and said.

"Oh, I don't know, can Mr. Mo please come and watch the little girl's competition with us." Li Chenghui thinks this is a good time. If his daughter wins the competition in the end, Mo Huaheng will be happy, and he will also be happy. Wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone to win the reputation of being a good goddaughter?

"Okay, it's good to have a look." Mo Huaheng looked indifferent, not very interested.

A group of people walked over there.