Chapter 5059： Everyone is here

Standing one step behind Ye Wangchuan, Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows and glanced at the horses lined up in the stable. When she saw a black horse, she pointed at it.

“Why don’t you consider this one?”

The person leading the way glanced at Qiao Nian quietly, frowning without any trace, as if he was disgusted that his subordinates were so ignorant of the rules.

But he was soon slapped in the face.

Ye Wangchuan looked in the direction of Qiao Nian's finger, turned around and confirmed with her gently: "That one?"

 Qiao Nian nodded: "Yeah."

Ye Wangchuan turned his head and said to the person who brought them to choose the horse: "I want the black horse."

The person leading the way hesitated for a moment, and seeing Ye Wangchuan's indifferent expression, he had no choice but to turn around and tell the person responsible for taking care of the horses to bring out the dark horse from the stable.

Hunted his eyebrows and said to Ye Wangchuan: "Ms. Sailan is waiting for you at the racecourse. I will take you there now."

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Qiao Nian and Bo Rui who were following behind Ye Wangchuan, thinking that at least one of them would have the eyesight to help him hold the horse.

but none.

Neither Qiao Nian nor Bo Rui had the intention to go over and help lead the horse. A fierce and ice-faced man stood there, as if the things around him had nothing to do with him.

The other little man who chose the horse looked more like a master than the master.

The person sent by Sai Lan to lead the way saw that Qiao Nian and Bo Rui had no reaction. Looking at Ye Wangchuan, he didn't think there was anything wrong with their behavior. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times. He suppressed his dissatisfaction and told himself in his heart that the small place outside It is normal for people who come here not to understand the rules.

He prepared himself mentally, put on a smile, and bowed his head: "Please follow me."

…

The other side of the pasture.

Salan wore a slim-fitting knitted bottoming shirt, paired with a high-waisted skirt of the same color, and exquisite eye-catching high heels on her ankles. There was a set of afternoon tea placed in front of her. Her slender hands elegantly held an enamel-painted black tea earl gray cup, which she raised to her lips, took a small sip, and then put it back.

“Aunt Lan, does the black tea taste good to you?” Next to her stood a smiling young man with black hair and black eyes, who looked out of place among the mixed-race and white people.

Everyone else was sitting, but he was the only one standing aside. He didn't feel that he was being treated differently. His back was straight and his behavior was measured.

Like a host who greets guests from afar, he is respectful in every aspect but does not stoop to please.

This man is Liszt, the owner of the horse farm.

Sa Lan gave him a face-saving smile: "Not bad."

Then he told the servant he brought beside him: "What are you doing standing still? Find a chair for Mr. Li."

“Yes, ma’am.”

One of the servants she brought immediately found a chair and placed it respectfully in front of Liszt.

Sailan then looked back at Liszt, who was standing aside, and said warmly: "Sit down."

There was a small round table in front of them, with nothing extra on it except afternoon tea and snacks.

So the position around Sai Lan is destined to be limited.

Liszt watched his seat being placed among the second-generation ancestors of the top circles on the island. He only hesitated briefly and sat down according to Sai Lan's wishes.

There were several people surrounding Sai Lan. The one sitting closest to Sai Lan was a noble lady wearing a sloping hat and a large skirt.

Then there were two empty seats in the middle. Sitting next to Liszt were Dowell and others. There was also a man with neat short hair dyed green. His facial features were as delicate as a doll. A few moles under his eyes diluted the doll's good looks and exposed his appearance. Show the bohemian part of his true character.