Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

After putting on protective gear and patiently listening to the coach's safety instructions, Shi Sheng couldn't wait to choose the horse she had been optimistic about early on.

The strong horse was nearly as tall as two Shi Shengs, its mane was shining in the sunlight, and its tendon flesh made Shi Sheng even more sure that he had chosen a good horse!

The staff led the horse chosen by Shi Sheng into the racecourse, and Shi Sheng followed behind.

The woman turned over and sat astride the horse in one go. Her posture was so graceful that everyone present could not help but cast their eyes on Shi Sheng.

At this time, not far away, a line of sight also fell on her.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the wine glass in his hand stopped at his mouth.

Today Song Wenjing and the Gu Group have a real estate business, and they happen to be discussing it here.

Naturally, this line of sight was not ignored by Shi Sheng, and the two people's eyes met in the air.

The man pursed his lips, then stood up, wanting to talk to Shi Sheng.

Seeing Song Wenjing's actions, Shi Sheng rolled his eyes. This man was simply unlucky.

Then he whipped his whip and the white horse galloped away instantly.

Shi Sheng sat on the horse, her body moving with the horse's gallop. Although she had not ridden a horse for three years, she had learned this skill since she was a child, and it had almost been engraved in her genes for more than 20 years.

The man looked at Shi Sheng, who was carefree and free on the horse, and suddenly felt that she was a little dazzling. It was as if he had never known her. In the past, he only knew that Shi Sheng loved him deeply, and she would silently endure all his demands.

But now she is like an elf that he can't catch no matter how hard he pounces, so free and happy.

He felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He couldn't explain the feeling in his heart...but he always felt that someone had cut out a piece somewhere, leaving it empty.

The manager of the Gu Group on the side followed Song Wenjing's line of sight and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Song, this is..."

Song Wenjing was slightly stunned when she heard this. She was about to blurt out, "That's my wife," but then she thought that she and Shi Sheng had received the divorce certificate, but she couldn't say the words.

His fingertips continued to tighten, and his fingers turned white while holding the wine glass.

"nothing……"

Hearing Song Wenjing's answer, the middle-aged man on the side couldn't help but joked: "Look at Mr. Song's eyes, are you attracted to this girl? She looks like she is distracted."

This sentence touched Song Wenjing's nerves somehow, and the man subconsciously retorted: "No! Absolutely not! I will not fall in love with her."

Faced with the man's sudden anger, the people on the side were a little at a loss...

There was nothing wrong with the project, and the middle-aged man left quickly. However, Song Wenjing was not in a hurry at this moment. He thought for a moment and led two good horses out.

When he arrived at the racecourse, Shi Sheng had just finished a lap and got off his horse.

He stepped forward and said slowly: "Shi Sheng, why have you never said that you like riding horses..."

Hearing this, Shi Sheng couldn't help but want to laugh, with a mocking look on his lips: "You have never really cared about me. Does it matter what I like?"

Song Wenjing's hand holding the reins froze slightly, and her magnetic voice lowered: "Shi Sheng, don't do this."

"Mr. Song, no need! Just say what you have to say." The woman interrupted him coldly.

The man pursed his lips and handed the two reins in his hand to Shi Sheng: "These two are good horses I have raised here. You can choose one to keep."

When Shi Sheng heard what he said, she looked up and looked at the horse he sent. It was indeed good, and the quality was even better than the one she just rode. It was so cheap that it was delivered to her door. Don't waste it.

She looked at it carefully for a moment and chose one of the brown horses. In addition to its excellent quality, this horse was even more special in that its mane was a mixture of two colors. It was very special. Shi Sheng fell in love with it at a glance.

At this time, Shi Shaoyu also returned here. When he saw Song Wenjing appearing here, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "Why is it you again!"

Then he looked at the two horses behind the man and understood what he meant.

"Oh, Shengsheng, we can get as many horses as we want from the private horse farms in country M. My second brother knows that you love horseback riding. In the past few years, I have collected many good horses for you from local herdsmen."

Hearing this, Shi Sheng's eyes lit up: "As expected of the second brother, you are the best to me."

Shi Shaoyu raised the corners of his mouth and looked provocatively at Song Wenjing aside.

The man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he looked at Shi Shaoyu angrily. This man was simply too bullying!