Mrs. Yang's expression softened, and she glanced at Jiang Wanning: "Mrs. Fu, can you ride a horse?"

"I'm not very good at it, but I can learn. Sister Fang, can you teach me?"

Mr. Yang's smile seemed to deepen.

He looked at Fu Chenyuan and said, "Come on, let's go change our clothes. We'll have a competition later, so please go easy on me, Mr. Fu. I'm too old to compete with you young people."

Wherever they went before, Mrs. Yang would stick to him and enjoy Mr. Yang's service.

Now, Mrs. Yang no longer cares about him, and Mr. Yang is happy to be free.

"Bring my clothes in."

Two bodyguards came in carrying large suitcases.

When the box was opened, Jiang Wanning was amazed.

Besides clothes, there were also matching shoes, socks, and jewelry accessories. It has to be said that Mrs. Yang lived an extremely refined life.

Seeing Jiang Wanning's gaze fall on the jewelry, Mrs. Yang picked up a pearl necklace and handed it to her: "This necklace is for you."

"No, no, Sister Fang. A gentleman doesn't take what others like. You see, I don't even like wearing jewelry or anything like that. I don't like trouble."

"If you don't want it, then forget it, I'll just throw it away." Mrs. Yang seemed unhappy.

In the past, when others were with her, they would fight over her and rack their brains to get things from her.

Now, she's offering to deliver things, but she can't even give them away? She's really ungrateful.

Jiang Wanning took it with both hands, tried it on around her neck, and thanked her, "Thank you, Sister Fang, it's very beautiful, I like it. How can something so pretty go into the trash? I will keep it safe."

"What's there to collect? Things are meant to be worn; if you just collect them, they become lifeless objects. They look great on you. I have a few more pearl necklaces like this at home; I'll have someone deliver them to you later."

"Thank you, Sister Fang."

Jiang Wanning finally understood: this Mrs. Yang liked to give gifts, and she wouldn't allow anyone to refuse, so she happily accepted them.

Which riding outfit do you think looks best on me?

Mrs. Yang wore several riding outfits.

Jiang Wanning looked closely at Mrs. Yang, and Mrs. Yang was also looking at Jiang Wanning.

She's still so young! Her skin is so firm. Unlike her, no amount of skincare products can stop the passage of time.

But Mrs. Yang quickly came to terms with it. At least she had been young once, and time is fair; everyone has been young.

Now, she has everything, and she doesn't want to go back to her youth. Her current state is the best state she can be in.

"Sister Fang, I think this outfit looks good on you. You have fair skin, so you look good in anything. You also have a great figure, and this outfit accentuates it even more. Plus, your eyes and brows are very striking, and this outfit gives you a dashing and heroic look."

Jiang Wanning didn't say anything about how it suited her skin tone or made her look younger. Instead, she directly suggested that the outfit she was wearing was very suitable for her age and temperament.

Mrs. Yang also liked this one very much, and when she asked Jiang Wanning, she already had the answer.

"Okay, I'll wear this outfit."

Do you have any clothes?

"There are riding clothes here. I just need to find one that fits my size."

The staff then came forward and said, "Madam, your husband has had several riding outfits prepared for you here. Please choose one."

"Okay, thank you."

Jiang Wanning opened the closet, and found that it was full of her clothes.

Besides hers, there are also those from Ye Shuxiang and Fu Jingwen.

Jiang Wanning casually picked out a set of clothes that looked decent, changed, and came out. She met Mrs. Yang, and both of them saw amazement in each other's eyes.

Jiang Wanning thought to herself that if she could still have Mrs. Yang's figure and temperament when she turned fifty, she would be extremely satisfied.

"It looks beautiful." Jiang Wanning's praise was so simple and unpretentious.

Mrs. Yang, however, was quite pleased.

“You’re prettier. If we stood together, everyone’s eyes would be on you.”

"Not necessarily. Quite a few people will be watching you. When they see you, they'll realize that time can be kind, and it's a compassionate god."

Mrs. Yang finally smiled: "What kind of analogy is that?"

The two went to choose horses. This wasn't Jiang Wanning's first time riding a horse; she had ridden a few times before with Su Zhihan, but she wasn't very good at it.

Mrs. Yang is 1.73 meters tall. She chose a tall and spirited-looking horse and rode it first.

Jiang Wanning chose a relatively docile horse and rode it.

The two rode slowly across the riding arena, holding the reins.

As soon as I went outside, I saw Fu Chenyuan.

Fu Chenyuan didn't ride it, but General Manager Yang did.

Fu Chenyuan walked towards Jiang Wanning: "How is it? Is this horse obedient?"

He greeted Mrs. Yang politely.

Mrs. Yang glanced at them, cracked her whip, and the horse galloped off as she went to catch up with Mr. Yang.

Can you ride one?

"Yes, but not as fast as Mrs. Yang."

Jiang Wanning took out her phone and started operating the drone.

"You can do this too?"

"Yes, I want to take some nice photos and record some videos for Sister Fang."

Jiang Wanning quickly manipulated the controls.

Mrs. Yang quickly ran into the woods as well.

Jiang Wanning also captured the footage she wanted and put away her phone and drone.

"You want to run away too? I'll help you." Fu Chenyuan extended his hand to Jiang Wanning.

"Then wait for me to come down."

"No need, just stand on the horse's back and I'll get you over."

"I... I'm a little scared."

Although Jiang Wanning is bold, she is also meticulous, and she always prioritizes her own safety in the face of any challenge.

"Don't be afraid, trust me." Fu Chenyuan reached out his hand to Jiang Wanning.

Fu Chenyuan had already pulled on the reins of her horse, and the two horses were very close together.

Jiang Wanning stood up shakily, and with one step, she was caught in Fu Chenyuan's arms.

He placed Jiang Wanning in front of him, grasped the reins with both hands, and encircled Jiang Wanning in his arms.

"Lean into my arms, and hold on tight."

"Okay," Jiang Wanning replied.

Her back was against Fu Chenyuan's chest, his breath enveloping her, making her feel incredibly safe.

Fu Chenyuan rode his horse at full speed and galloped into the woods.

From a distance, Mrs. Yang watched the scene unfold and snorted, "They're still young, aren't they? All they know is to be lovey-dovey. Old Yang, how long has it been since you shared a horse with me?"

Mr. Yang chuckled: "We're all so old, what kind of talk is this, hugging each other like this? So, do you like it? I've already decided to cooperate with this young man long-term. You said you wouldn't cooperate with someone who doesn't love his wife, and he seems to love his wife a lot, doesn't he?"

"Let's see. That little girl is quite thoughtful; she even specifically asked about my name. Maybe they found out all along and are just putting on an act today?"