Chapter 53 She's just a little liar who needs to be taught a lesson.
She suddenly remembered a line from a song.
"Don't look back, don't stop, keep moving forward, I'll be standing behind you..."
However, even her parents didn't fully support her.
Will it?
Will Zhao Zonglan always stand behind her?
Shen Jingni couldn't find an answer to this question for the time being, and she didn't dare to give herself any definite answer.
At least, I wouldn't dare now.
Seeing her looking dazed, Zhao Zonglan pinched the soft flesh of her cheek.
He frowned slightly and reminded her in a deep voice, "However, the premise is..."
"The rest is self-explanatory."
Shen Jingni quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth.
Her palm touched the man's soft lips, and she leaned in, smiling like a little fox, "I know, be good."
But that depends on her mood.
Zhao Zonglan should have been angry at being interrupted so abruptly.
The little guy is so unruly.
But her hands were so soft, so white, and so beautiful, like porcelain.
I want to bite.
He suppressed the desire in his eyes and subtly looked away. "It's good that you know."
The man's warm breath brushed against her palm, sending shivers down her spine and making her feel a little itchy.
Shen Jingni was about to withdraw her hand when he grabbed her wrist.
Zhao Zonglan lowered his head, his thin lips pressed against her palm, and gently kissed it.
Then, he restrained himself and pulled her into his arms, calmly commanding, "Go to sleep."
Shen Jingni obediently leaned against him and closed her eyes.
Looking at her quiet and obedient appearance, Zhao Zonglan felt a rare sense of peace. He rested his chin on the top of her head and closed his eyes for a short rest.
Yeah, it's better to be well-behaved when you're not arguing with him.
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When Shen Jingni learned that Song Yanting and Wen Shuyi had quarreled, she sent a message to Wen Shuyi after returning home.
Sister Wen, I heard you and Mr. Song had a fight. Was it because of me?
She could guess that Zhao Zonglan had come to pick her up when she was stranded on the highway last time, and given Wen Shuyi's personality, she would definitely blame Song Yanting.
Shen Jingni felt a little guilty.
They asked very directly.
Wen Shuyi naturally wouldn't tell her the truth: "No, he and I have been arguing and breaking up and getting back together all these years. The fundamental problem hasn't been resolved, so of course we'll argue. It's okay, don't take it to heart."
The most fundamental question?
Like many others, the fundamental problem that Shen Jingni could think of was that the Song family wouldn't allow Song Yanting to marry Wen Shuyi.
Actually, that's not the case.
But she didn't say anything, and Shen Jingni didn't want to reopen old wounds. She simply asked, "Sister Wen, can you ride a horse? Let's go to the equestrian club on Saturday."
The largest equestrian club in Beijing, which had been closed for renovations, is said to be reopening to the public on Friday.
It's a good opportunity to take Sister Wen out for a walk to relax.
Wen Shuyi: [Okay.]
Born into a wealthy family, Shen Jingni was exposed to so-called "aristocratic sports" from a young age.
Equestrianism, fencing, golf, bowling, snooker, etc.
However, because her physical condition wasn't very good, she didn't go out to play often and didn't play as well as Qin Muhuan and the others, but she still knew a little bit of everything.
Fortunately, Saturday was a sunny day.
Although the temperature wasn't high, the weather was still quite nice.
Located in the south of the city, Tianhui International Equestrian Club is the only equestrian club in China that has obtained international certification.
The horse farm covers an area of over 400 acres and has more than 300 stables. It houses imported thoroughbreds, warmbloods, and domestic horses of different ages and grades.
The clubhouse also features a cigar bar, wine cellar, and coffee shop.
With fresh air and a wide view, the members who come to play are mostly business elites and celebrities from all walks of life.
Shen Jingni hadn't been here for almost half a year, but fortunately the club hadn't changed too much after the renovation, so it was still fairly familiar.
After changing into her riding clothes in the changing room with Wen Shuyi, she ran into Xie Hengzhou when she came out.
Xie Hengzhou seemed to have just arrived as well. When he saw Shen Jingni, he was slightly taken aback, but his eyes were full of surprise.
"Miss Shen, we meet again."
He remained as gentlemanly and gentle as ever, and generously praised, "You look beautiful in this white riding outfit."
"Thanks."
Shen Jingni paused for a moment before remembering his name. To be polite, she casually asked, "Did you come with friends?"
"No." Xie Hengzhou smiled somewhat reservedly. "I'm probably just naturally a loner, and I usually prefer to be alone."
"oh."
Shen Jingni responded, pretending not to understand his implication.
It's probably not loneliness, it's just that I don't like playing with other people.
Just then, Wen Shuyi came out of the dressing room and saw Xie Hengzhou. She had been in this industry for a long time and naturally recognized him.
The two smiled and nodded, which was considered a greeting.
Xie Hengzhou is a very tactful person with high emotional intelligence. Since they didn't invite him, he could only pretend not to care and say, "Have fun, I'm going to change my clothes."
"Okay, you too."
Shen Jingni responded in a crisp voice, and then took Wen Shuyi to the horse farm.
After changing into his riding clothes, Xie Hengzhou sat on a soft bench in the changing room, and the admonitions of his third uncle, Xie Chengsui, came to mind again.
Don't provoke Shen Jingni.
That girl was Zhao Zonglan's girlfriend.
When he heard those words, his mind went blank, and his heart ached with a sour feeling.
Xie Hengzhou didn't believe in love at first sight, but when they met again, that bittersweet feeling welled up in his heart once more.
Girlfriend? So what? Last time at the entrance of Fenghua Palace, the two of them didn't even exchange a word.
Furthermore, neither the man nor the woman is married.
His only moment of infatuation in the past twenty-four years could not be so easily suppressed and extinguished.
Although Zhao Zonglan was an elder with immense power, Xie Hengzhou felt that he also had his own advantages.
He is young.
Good-tempered.
Energetic.
They are caring.
Zhao Zonglan will not have any of these.
He successfully convinced himself and got up to go to the horse farm.
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Zhao Zonglan rarely had a Saturday without social engagements or work.
He called Shen Jingni, thinking of taking her to buy hairpins, but the little rascal didn't answer.
Tsk, they're getting bolder and bolder.
She won't even answer his calls.
At this moment, Chang An came over to ask, "Sir, the equestrian club in the south of the city reopened yesterday. Would you like to go and take a look?"
Zhao Zonglan frowned, not recognizing the name. "An equestrian club?"
Chang An: "Yes, it's the club in Macau last year where Mr. Yu lost to you at the poker table."
Zhao Zonglan didn't want to go; it was just a small club, nothing worth seeing.
But you can pick out two good horses and save them for the playful little guy.
One hour later.
A black Maybach drove into the Tianhui International Equestrian Club.
The club manager immediately stepped forward, bowed slightly, opened the car door, and nodded, saying, "Mr. Zhao, good morning."
Zhao Zonglan nodded slightly, his expression aloof.
The manager dared not say or look too much, but simply lowered his head and respectfully led him toward the stable area.
The group passed through an open grassland.
Shen Jingni, dressed in a dashing riding outfit, was galloping on her horse.
Her horsemanship was skillful and fluid, and her face radiated a bright and confident smile that seemed to melt the snow on the mountain peaks and stir the spring tide.
Then, she slowly reined in her horse, and a handsome man in riding attire approached her from a short distance away, leading her horse. The two chatted and laughed.
It's that little brat from the Xie family again.
Zhao Zonglan stood still, his expression indifferent, the cigarette between his fingers glowing faintly in the breeze.
Sure enough, he still spoiled her too much.
They verbally promise to be good, but they never actually do it.
They have absolutely no integrity.
She's a little liar who needs to be taught a lesson.
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