Chapter 809

Ling Xianer had a great sense of anxiety in her heart. She stared into Su Qinghuan's eyes for fear that Su Qinghuan would refuse.

However, Su Qinghuan just glanced at her.

"Well, if Miss Ling wants to compete with me, it doesn't matter. It's just for entertainment."

Seeing Su Qinghuan's happy promise, Ling Xianer was relieved.

With hesitation in her eyes, she swept the Hanover horse that Su Qinghuan was riding, and she was a little dissatisfied.

"Miss Su promised, but you ride brother Jing's horse. This horse is pure blood from Hanover. Isn't it unfair? You can change another one similar to me."

Ling Xianer looked at Su Qinghuan with a smile, as if she didn't think there was any problem with what she said.

Su Qinghuan swept Ling Xianer's pure white Orlov horse, and the radian of his lip smile remained unchanged.

"Since Miss Ling thinks it's unfair for me to race with Mr. Huo's horse, how about we exchange? I can ride your Orlov horse. It's fair?"

“……”

The smile on Ling xian'er's face suddenly stiffened at the corners of her lips.

How dare she approach Huo jingzun's Hummer!

As we all know, apart from Huo jingzun, the pure black Hanover horse never sells face to anyone in the racecourse. Even feeding it horse grass is at risk of injury!

I don't know how Su Qinghuan made the horse obedient.

……

Ling Xianer looked very embarrassed. She looked at Huo jingzun like asking for help.

"Brother Jing, this..."

But the man ignored Ling Xianer's meaning. Huo jingzun's eagle eyes in a suit and shoes narrowed slightly and looked at Su Qinghuan like consultation.

"Do you want to race with my Hanover horse? You can borrow it if you like."

As for fairness or unfairness, where can Ling Xianer speak.

Ling Xianer's own Orlov horse has been used for many years, and the feelings and familiarity of one person and one horse have been cultivated in such a long time.

Even if the horse's qualification is slightly inferior to Huo jingzun's horse, Su Qinghuan is riding his horse for the first time. In terms of running in, it is really inferior to Ling Xianer and the Orlov horse. Therefore, it is Ling Xianer who is the real dominant person.

……

Seeing that Huo jingzun didn't sell Ling Xianer's face, Gu Chu looked very embarrassed.

In fact, he didn't want Su Qinghuan to compete with Ling Xianer on such an occasion. After all, it's bad to hurt anyone.

At this time, Gu chubai can't tell whether he cares more about the safety of his current girlfriend Ling Xianer or whether he doesn't dare to let this thing continue because he feels guilty about Su Qinghuan.

Gu chubai hesitated and soon stood up.

"Qinghuan, are you really going to compete with xian'er? You haven't been learning to ride for a long time. What's more, Mr. Huo's Hanover horse is too brave. I'm afraid you'll get hurt. Otherwise, you'd better quit the race? In fact, it's no shame not to compete."

Su Qinghuan thought Gu chubai really cared about himself. Now when he saw Gu chubai's cowardly words, he immediately felt very ridiculous.

She raised her eyebrows.

"Mr. Gu, since you don't think Miss Ling and I are very good at riding, you can replace me?"

"I..."

The rich second generation childe around didn't expect Su Qinghuan to target Gu chubai so much.

In particular, the air and atmosphere between the two people were very subtle. It was obviously like something had happened. For a moment, some good people began to coax.

"Yes, Gu Yingdi, aren't you with Miss xian'er? Why don't you worry about your girlfriend, but about Su Qinghuan?"

"Do you compete or not? If you waste your time here, I'm afraid it's going to be dark."

“……”

Gu chubai's face stiffened, and Ling Xianer was angry when she saw his coward appearance. The girl stamped her foot and almost wanted to get rid of Gu chubai's hand.

"Gu chubai, what do you mean?! aren't you on my side?"

"Xian'er, I......"

Seeing the red and sobbing eyes of the girl in white riding clothes, Gu chubai's heart was in a mess.

He subconsciously looked at Su Qinghuan, but saw that she had caressed her black velvet skirt in her spare time, looking leisurely and complacent, and even watching the good play between him and Ling Xianer.

At that moment, Gu chubai couldn't tell what his heart was like.

He naturally doesn't want to lose Ling Xianer. Compared with Su Qinghuan, Ling Xianer is the woman who can really bring him a lot of help in the entertainment industry.

Although Ling Xianer is not the real eldest lady of the Huo family, she can use most of the Huo family's contacts in the entertainment industry because of the instructions of master Huo on his deathbed, and Gu chubai can be touched with it.

Gu chubai thought through the important joints and immediately stopped looking at Su Qinghuan's charming eyebrows. Instead, he coaxed Ling Xianer gently.

"Xian'er, I didn't mean that. Don't be angry. Of course I care about you most."

"That's about the same."

Ling Xianer pursed her lips in a delicate way. She felt that she had won Su Qinghuan in Gu chubai's attitude. Ling Xianer finally had some confidence in her heart. She challenged the little fox.

"Miss Su, are you sure you want to use brother Jing's Hanover horse? Even if you win, you won't win."

"OK, since Miss Ling insists, I'll change one."

Su Qinghuan tutted. She turned over and dismounted. Her slender fingers pointed to several thin and weak mares in the racecourse not far away.

"Just the jujube horse on the edge."

“……”

For a moment, everyone's eyes followed Su Qinghuan's words and looked at the jujube red horse.

The horse was gnawing at the turf. Compared with Huo jingzun's four hoofed black Hanover horse, the jujube red mare looked shriveled and pitiful.

Ling Xianer took a smoke from the corner of her mouth.

What exactly is Su Qinghuan's vision?

This is clearly the worst horse in the world, okay?!

Ling Xianer glanced disdainfully at Su Qinghuan.

"... Miss Su, are you sure? The jujube red horse blood is inferior. I have too many Orlov horses. I don't want to be told that I forced you to choose a lower horse."

"With it, I can win."

Su Qinghuan smiled and suddenly walked towards the jujube horse eating grass, with proud eyes.

When those rich children saw the scene, they all whistled.

"I can't see that this girl surnamed Su is still so arrogant! Why don't we make a bet? I bet miss xian'er will win!"

"I also bet that miss xian'er will win!"

When Huo jingzun saw Su Qinghuan so heroic, he suddenly smiled.

He slowly untied the Patek Philippe watch between his wrists.

"Since there is a bet, how can it be fun without a bet? I bet Miss Su wins. If I lose, this Patek Philippe will be given to you."