Jing Min and the staff hurriedly rushed towards Chu Wuyang's direction.

Jingmin's steps were hurried and flustered, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

He rushed to the front of the horse, and without saying a word, stretched out his arms and steadily lifted the still-shaken Chu Wuyang off the horse.

Chu Wuyang's body was still trembling slightly, and as soon as her feet touched the ground...

Jing Min then took her arm and gently turned her around, his gaze scanning her like a scanner.

They thoroughly examined her from head to toe, making sure she was unharmed.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

Chu Wuyang calmed herself down slightly and looked at the dashing savior before her.

He sincerely said, "Thank you."

Her voice was still a little hoarse, filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.

Only then did Jing Min come to his senses. He took a step forward.

The tone was sincere and full of gratitude:

"Thank you for saving my wife."

The woman opposite him visibly paused, then gently shook her head.

He then prepared to ride his horse back to the nearby horse farm.

She gently tugged on the reins, and the chestnut horse obediently turned around.

Seeing this, Jingmin hurriedly called out:

"Wait a minute, you saved my wife, how can I ever repay you?"

His voice carried an unusual, unyielding urgency.

The woman on horseback seemed momentarily stunned.

Stopped,

He slowly turned around and glanced back.

Her bright eyes sparkled captivatingly in the sunlight.

After hearing Jingmin's words,

Hesitated for a moment,

Then he shook his head again.

That clearly means that no thanks are needed.

Jing Min seemed very anxious and said again:

"I don't like owing people money."

He stood there, his posture upright.

His expression was serious and earnest, as if he absolutely had to express his gratitude.

Chu Wuyang, who was standing to the side, looked at this scene with a dark and unreadable expression.

Jingmin usually wouldn't be so procrastinating and troublesome.

Given his personality, if he really wanted to thank someone in the past,

He usually asks someone to handle things discreetly, and he acts with extreme discretion.

If the other party doesn't appreciate it, he won't pester them any further, showing his carefree attitude.

But now,

Chu Wuyang clearly didn't miss the look of amazement in Jing Min's eyes when he looked at that woman.

His eyes were full of admiration.

But Chu Wuyang glanced at the woman opposite him, then at Jing Min.

With a hint of deeper meaning in his gaze, he followed Jing Min's words and said:

"Yes, you saved me, we should thank you."

Her voice was soft, yet it could be clearly heard in the somewhat empty environment of the horse farm.

The woman on horseback glanced at Chu Wuyang, and their eyes met.

It was as if a subtle electric current was flowing through the air, as if some secret agreement was being exchanged silently in the sky.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and the brief eye contact seemed to contain a thousand words.

Then, the woman pursed her lips slightly, and slowly loosened her grip on the reins, her fingers gently sliding down, the movement elegant and composed.

She dismounted gracefully, her black boots making a soft sound as they touched the ground.

Then, she slowly removed her mask, the movement like a slow-motion scene in a movie.

As the mask was gradually removed, a delicate and familiar face was revealed to everyone.

Yun Yang's face slowly appeared.

Chu Wuyang's gaze was like that of a sharp eagle, instantly capturing Jing Min's subtle changes.

Jing Min's eyes seemed to be obscured by dark clouds, instantly darkening.

Her originally gentle expression seemed to be covered by a thin layer of frost, and a stiffness flashed across her face very quickly.

That fleeting awkwardness was like a crack, disrupting his usual composure and calmness.

Chu Wuyang tilted her head slightly, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.

Her smile was like a mysterious veil, making it impossible to understand.

She said softly:

"What a coincidence! It's Miss Yun."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, yet it carried a unique rhythm, like undercurrents beneath a calm sea.

Yun Yang's gaze remained fixed on Jing Min, as if drawn by a magnet.

He seemed lost in thought or reminiscence.

For a moment, I seemed to be in a daze upon hearing Chu Wuyang's words.

It wasn't until the voice entered her ears clearly again that she seemed to be suddenly awakened.

Without realizing it, he turned around, quickly putting on a polite smile, and said:

"Yes, what a coincidence, are Mr. and Mrs. Jing here too?"

Her gaze shifted between Chu Wuyang and Jing Min.

It's as if they're concealing some complex emotions deep within their hearts.

Although all three knew deep down that there were many entanglements between them, they maintained a facade of civility.

Chu Wuyang, with a seemingly friendly smile on her lips, took the initiative to exchange pleasantries:

"Have you seen on the news lately that Miss Yun's troubles have all been resolved?"

Her gaze seemed concerned, but it actually carried a hint of scrutiny. She tilted her head slightly, waiting for the other person's response.

"Since you saved me today, I'd like to express my gratitude. If there's any trouble I might need your help, I'll definitely do my best to help."

Her voice was soft and melodious, as if she were catching up with an old friend she hadn't seen in a long time.

But the depth hidden in his eyes was hard to fathom.

Yunyang stood there, her posture upright, like a proud plum blossom braving the cold.

She replied calmly and composedly:

"No need. Saving people is an instinct. I would have done the same if it were someone else today. I would not treat them differently because of their status and then try to take credit for it."

Her expression was calm as still water, her eyes clear and firm, without the slightest flicker or evasion.

His composed demeanor made it seem as if he had only done something trivial.

She slightly raised her chin, her gaze sweeping calmly over her surroundings, seemingly unconcerned about others' opinions.

But the pride that slipped out unintentionally seemed to be a silent declaration of his uniqueness.

If there were outsiders present, who wouldn't praise such a profound and righteous statement?

She was like the protagonist on a stage, shining brightly under the spotlight, making herself appear incredibly noble.