Allow her to be pampered

After everyone had selected their horses, they led their horses out one by one. Wu Qingzhi finally saw Chi Rong at the end of the queue.

She was holding a black steed in her hand. It was wide and long. Although it was not the biggest horse, it still looked burly to Chi Rong.

What's more, black horses have always been fierce. If you are not a person who is skilled in riding horses, you should not choose such a horse, lest you will not be able to control it and cause danger.

Wu Qingzhi frowned, intending to get up and go forward to investigate.

No matter how much he plays around with Chi Rong again, he definitely can't be careless.

"Everyone, my wife is young, so I should go to accompany her, so I won't accompany her first."

As Wu Qingzhi spoke, he was about to leave the gazebo and go straight to the stable.

Unexpectedly, Boss Cao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth at this moment, and rushed to stop Wu Qingzhi forcibly.

"Young master, it's just running for fun, and it's not a real horse race, what kind of storm can it cause!"

Before he finished speaking, he ordered some of the male guests and female relatives present, and said, "What's more, Mrs. Wu is capable. If she enters, she will show her face, and if she retreats, she will enter the house. Everyone is willing to see her heroic appearance! "

"Young master, sit down, don't spoil everyone's elegance!"

Boss Cao patted Wu Qingzhi's shoulder meaningfully.

Even if he is unwilling in every possible way, on the bright side, Wu Qingzhi has to set aside a three-point face with Boss Cao.

This person has passed the year of destiny, he is both a senior and an elder.

When the people in the seat heard the words, they also responded one after another: "Oh, Boss Wu, it's okay to do nothing, just run around casually, it's all small trouble!"

"Besides, you're sick, so don't be jolted! Those men will give in to Mrs. Wu!"

Everyone's expressions were difficult to change, Wu Qingzhi had no choice but to follow.

He sat down again, but his eyes never left Chi Rong, showing extremely deep concern.

Boss Cao was polite on the surface, but cold in his heart.

But he never imagined that the person who is going to be on stage right now is not the sickly young master, but the young lady from Chi's family.

Boss Cao had bribed the jockey and tampered with the horse. Today, he had done everything he could to make Wu Qingzhi fall into a cripple with missing arms and legs.

Such a warning to others, let's see if this kid dares to break ground on his old Mrs. Cao!
But who would have expected that by mistake, the young lady would enter the stage, so gods would block and kill gods, and Buddhas would block and kill Buddhas, and this daughter of the Chi family would be thrown into disuse!

Everyone in Yue'an City knows that the Chi family started from nothing, relying on their ruthless temper.

If you want your natal family to know that your only daughter fell to pieces under the care of your son-in-law, how can you not trouble Wu Qingzhi?
Wonderful, wonderful!
He just wanted to make Wu Qingzhi rest in peace!
On the other side, Chi Rong was hugging the black horse's neck, stroking the horse's shiny mane.

This is a fine horse!
Not only is the coat as bright as brocade, but the limbs are long and powerful, and the body is like a black crossbow, ready to go.

Chi Rong has ridden horses since she was a child. Rather, Second Master Chi must teach her skills that a lady should not learn.

Chi Erye didn't intend to teach the art, so he couldn't get close to Zhu Zhechi, but Chi Rong followed suit, and he learned to become a little Nezha who can make troubles.

The black horse is fierce, but Chi Rong has the confidence to tame it.

But seeing her grabbing the saddle, getting on the horse, and the posture of flowing clouds and flowing water, she is extremely sassy.

Bai Pingting rode a snow-white horse and approached leisurely.

"Little wifey, don't fall off the horse in a short while just for the sake of winning."

Bai Pingting smiled proudly and beautifully, Chi Rong saw this, only took the rein and walked around her a few times, before bursting into laughter.

"Miss Bai, do you not speak Chinese well?" Chi Rong vowed, "My father also lived in the West for a long time, but he can distinguish between Chinese and German."

Bai Pingting frowned: "What do you mean?"

Chi Rong smiled slightly: "My father said that speaking Chinese in China and foreign languages ​​abroad is the most taboo to mix Chinese and English, and half of the country is not foreign."

Chi Rong clamped the belly of the horse, with sly eyes, "I have a name, surname Chi and name Rong, if you can't remember it, when I outrun you, you should remember it?"

But seeing Bai Pingting's complexion became more and more gloomy, Chi Rong smiled even more and said, "If it doesn't work, just call me, Mrs. Wu."

After speaking, he immediately reined in his horse and turned his direction.

Bai Pingting's eyes were about to burst.

She is used to being the proud daughter of heaven, but now, she is being ridiculed like this by this commoner girl from a small family!

In Yue'an City, there are only mediocre children who have gone abroad to study abroad, and Bai Pingting is the leader among them, with top talent and learning, and even top appearance.

When she was young, the lords and wives of various families all regarded her and Wu Qingzhi side by side as a pair of golden boy and jade girl.

After studying abroad, she gained the reputation of being a talented scholar, a beautiful lady, and evenly matched in power, and it became more and more obvious that Bai Pingting and Wu Qingzhi were in harmony with each other.

Obviously only her, Bai Pingting, is Wu Qingzhi's match made in heaven!
Why, it was just raining in London for a whole year, and after returning to China, Wu Qingzhi married such a daring little girl.

Bai Pingting looked at Chi Rong's back, the fighting spirit in her heart was constantly burning.

Besides, everyone trotted around on the pasture, which counted as a horse walk, and they gathered in front of the track just now, and lined up one by one.

There are seven people in this horse race, only Chi Rong and Bai Pingting's two daughters.

A gentleman turned his head and said with a smile: "Everyone, for a while, let me give way to the two ladies!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Chi Rong turned to the pavilion with great interest, and shouted: "Wu Qingzhi! It's a horse bet! Quickly place your bet, and I will win!"

The master was about to make fun of it, but Wu Qingzhi stood up, waved to Chi Rong from a distance and said, "What a bet! Ma'am, just order!"

She was so pampered, she took it for real!

Chi Rong held up his right hand and gestured for a number.

This number is not too much, or not too much, it is about the revenue of a night of poker for the wealthy ladies of the upper class.

"Little wifey, I advise you not to be brave," Bai Pingting said with a frown, "If you lose the bet, Qing Zhi won't be able to hold back."

Chi Rong glanced at her, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Bai, are you very concerned about Wu Qingzhi's face?"

Chi Rong was so straightforward, Bai Pingting could only answer: "My childhood sweetheart and I have a deep friendship, so naturally..."

"—Okay, okay, I get it, you don't need to say it!"

Chi Rong waved his hand gracefully, and said seriously, "Then you can run slowly for a while, let me win, and call me Mrs. Wu again, it's enough face for my old classmate."

These words are emotional and reasonable, but they are speechless.

After all, she is the daughter of a small family, but she has a solid tongue, but she can't speak decent words!

Chi Rong's way of receiving the move was tricky and weird, Bai Pingting was no match, so she could only swallow her anger.

On the other side, after Chi Rong finished speaking, she turned her head and stared straight ahead.

But seeing her in snow-white riding clothes, it was almost dazzling under the sun.

At this moment, as the starting whistle was approaching, Chi Rong lowered her body, but she couldn't hide her flying spirit.

Wu Qingzhi looked at Chi Rong from a distance, his eyes were affectionate, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he whispered silently.

"Chi Rong, you are my number one."