Chapter 293: The Romantic Rival is Provoking Me to My Face

“Hello?”

The man’s voice was hoarse with sleepiness, “Zhenzhen is still asleep, she got drunk last night and might not be able to answer your call.”

Nan Jiaojiao said, “I want to go to the horse farm.”

“Okay.”

Gao Zhe agreed, sending a message to the horse farm with his phone, then added, “Just go directly, someone will meet you at the gate.”

“Okay, thank you.”

Gao Zhe asked, “Anything else?”

“No need to tell Zhenzhen.”

Gao Zhe hummed softly and hung up the phone.

Nan Jiaojiao got up, washed up, put on clothes, and left the house.

When she arrived at the horse farm, the sky was still gray, with a faint light seeping through the overcast clouds.

Other than busy breakfast shops, there wasn’t a single person on the streets.

At the entrance of the horse farm stood two smiling staff members, welcoming her in.

After changing into her riding attire, Nan Jiaojiao led a silver horse out of the stable, mounted it, and began riding around the horse farm.

Eventually, she didn’t just ride laps within the farm but ventured to the more expansive field behind it.

When Yaen Chi and others arrived, they thought it was odd and called over a staff member to ask, “The farm’s open this early today?”

“Mr.

Gao personally instructed us to accommodate the young mistress’s friend,” replied the employee.

“Which one?” Yaen Chi glanced over as Bo Yanching approached from behind, “Is it a woman?”

“Yes.”

Yaen Chi gave her a few tips and returned to Bo Yanching’s side, “Brother Yan, isn’t it a telepathic connection?

Jiaojiao is also here.”

Bo Yanching immediately put out his cigarette, “Where is she?”

Yaen Chi pointed in a direction, “On the grass field to the west.”

Bo Yanching went straight there without even changing, riding from the west side to the east, before he finally saw the girl on horseback, stopped in front of a patch of grass, where the horse was grazing.

She leaned in slightly, her hand stroking the horse’s neck, her cold and beautiful features exuding a tranquil charm.

Morning light fell on her, wrapping her in a faint halo that drew a fine orange-gold outline around her, her porcelain skin shining translucently.

It was breathtaking.

Bo Yanching pulled on the reins and slowly walked his horse over.

Hearing noise, Nan Jiaojiao lifted her gaze in that direction and her first look at him wasn’t one of joy, but rather a frown between her brows.

She squeezed her legs against the horse’s belly and with a “giddy up,” she rode off in another direction.

What does that mean?

Bo Yanching was a bit stunned.

Hadn’t they agreed last night to give her time?

He’d come chasing early in the morning—was she upset that he was too persistent?

He hesitated for a moment but still followed at a distance, uneasy.

Nan Jiaojiao rode several laps and then returned to the horse farm, going around two more times.

She must’ve been tired.

Just as Bo Yanching was about to approach, he glanced over and saw Pei Dongshi.

He’d just arrived, standing outside and nodding at Bo Yanching in greeting, and Bo Yanching nodded back.

Shortly after, Nan Jiaojiao rode up to Pei Dongshi.

From a distance, they exchanged a few words, and Pei Dongshi stepped closer, reaching out his hands as if to lift her from the horse.

Bo Yanching’s hand on the reins tightened instantly.

However, Nan Jiaojiao stealthily glanced at him, quickly turning her head away to avoid Pei Dongshi’s hands and dismounted by herself.

“Brother Yan.”

Loo Jinyang had been watching for quite a while and came over breathlessly, “Aren’t you angry?”

Bo Yanching swept him with a light look, “Why should I be angry?”

“I know that guy, his name is Pei Dongshi.

They don’t look like casual acquaintances, and now your rival has thrown down the gauntlet right in front of you—how can you remain so composed!”

Bo Yanching chuckled lightly, “Which eye of yours sees him as my rival?”