Chapter 41: Han Qi

Nan Jiaojiao, being the closest, sensed something was amiss and spurred her horse to dash over.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid hoofbeats came from behind.

Thinking it was another out-of-control horse, Nan Jiaojiao was too occupied to react properly.

She whipped back, but instead of hitting the horse’s rump, her whip was caught by a hand.

She abruptly turned her head back.

Gao Zhe was riding on his horse, nodded at her, and returned the whip to her.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhenzhen had lost control, completely depleted of strength, and fell off her horse.

Gao Zhe stretched out his arm to catch her around the waist and pressed her harshly into his arms, placing her between his chest and the horse’s neck.

His grip on her waist tightened, trembling slightly with tension.

“Lu, Zhen, Zhen!”

The man’s face was so grim it looked like he could wring water from it, frighteningly cold.

He glared at her with gritted teeth, as if his gaze alone could tear her apart.

Lu Zhenzhen immediately hugged his neck, snuggling into his arms and cooed, “Don’t be angry, I was careful, see, I didn’t fall.”

“Do I have to wait for you to fall before I can get angry?”

“No…” Lu Zhenzhen blinked back tears that started to fall, “you are scolding me, um, um…

you said you would never scold me.”

Gao Zhe paused, then pressed her face into his chest and wrapped his arms around her.

He took the reins and began to walk back.

With Lu Zhenzhen out of danger, Nan Jiaojiao sighed in relief and slowly rode back.

Suddenly, a piercing gaze fixed on her.

Bo Yanching stood amid the crowd, dressed casually, with a cigarette pinched between his fingers.

He hadn’t smoked it, and the ash was extending quite long.

His dark, deep eyes stared at her, both cold and angry.

Nan Jiaojiao instinctively tightened the reins, unaware that the horse was already overly frightened.

Once she tugged, it panicked and started to bolt.

Nan Jiaojiao frantically tried to control her horse, but it wouldn’t respond to her commands, and no matter how she tried to soothe it, it wouldn’t calm down, colliding with her toward a stone pillar.

At that moment, someone rode swiftly over, leaped onto the back of her horse, and snatched the reins from her hands.

A mocking voice fell by her ear, “Little girl, you are quite interesting.

Weren’t you just fine?

How come you suddenly couldn’t control it?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head; the man had a pair of phoenix eyes, his lips slightly curved, bearing a faint smile that carried a hint of wickedness.

As he spoke, he calmed the horse, gently placed his hand on the horse’s neck and patted it, addressing her, “Were you waiting for me to rescue you?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s face changed, and she threw an elbow strike.

The man leaned back evading her attack, braced his foot on the stirrup, and flipped over to another horse.

He patted his chest, pretending to be frightened, “What a heartless little girl.

Is this how you treat your savior?”

Nan Jiaojiao gave him a cold look, “Don’t claim credit unfairly; if I were to return the favor, I doubt you could handle it.”

The man laughed twice, “Then let me see if I can handle it or not.”

After a pause, he added, “My name is Han Qi, Qi as in ‘to abandon’.

If you want to repay the favor, come find me.

I’m easy to find.”

What an odd person, with an equally odd name.

Clearly, he wasn’t with Bo Yanching, but as he passed by, Han Qi on the horseback nodded to Bo Yanching as a form of greeting.

Quite arrogant.

Not many in Rongcheng City dared to disregard Bo Yanching.

The Han surname?

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyebrows twitched, she was immensely irritated and hoped it wasn’t the Han Family she was thinking of.

“Jiaojiao!”

“Jiaobaoer.”

Nan Jiaojiao handed her horse over to the horse trainer.

Shen Shichu and Lu Zhenzhen rushed towards her at the same time.

Shen Shichu put his arm around her shoulder and looked her up and down, “How are you, are you alright?”