After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Now everyone quit.

Everyone's family background is not as good as Fu Xiujin's, but they are still people with reputation. A little flattery is fine, but Fu Xiujin's status has not yet reached that level.

Someone joked: "Boss Fu, it's okay to want to please Bomei, but we can't be fools."

On the other side, Sun Yuan yelled for fear of being fooled by Xia Qinghuan.

"Yes, admitting a mistake is admitting a mistake. This is a racecourse, not a discussion between you and the Fu family."

"If you can't tell the breed of this horse, get the hell out of here!"

"It is not welcome to come here to find the benefactor in the name of riding a horse."

Having said that, she looked at Fu Xiujin, trying in vain to destroy Xia Qinghuan's support.

"Boss Fu, don't be fooled by her."

"She was eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. When she entered the racecourse as you, she still missed my brother Sheng Yan. Otherwise, why did it happen so coincidentally?"

"You were used by her!"

Sun Yuan's face was full of jealousy, but she was a divorced old woman born in the countryside.

To make Fu Xiujin and Sheng Yan compete to fall, she must have used some means, she must expose each other.

Fu Xiujin's eyes flickered.

Today's trip to the racecourse is indeed no coincidence.

But it wasn't what Xia Qinghuan meant, it was his special arrangement. Of course he knew what Sun Yuan said was false, so he whispered to comfort Xia Qinghuan.

"I believe you, you are not the kind of person she said."

"I'll ask the staff about the breed of this horse."

Xia Qinghuan had no choice but to say, "What I said is true."

With everyone watching, she approached Sheng Yan and stopped ten steps away.

"Yes, Friesian horses are often identified by their black coats, but color is not the only identifying trait, some bloodlines do carry the 'red' gene, which is a recessive genetic trait."

"Now the fps (Friesian studbook) will pass a genetic test when registering. If the stallion has the sorrel or red gene, it will not be allowed to register."

"But the American Frisian Horse Association, which is not affiliated with the FPS, allows the registration of sorrel horses, provided they can prove their pure bloodlines."

Her tone was steady, she was able to move freely among the crowd, and she spoke at a leisurely pace, making it easy for people to listen to her words.

"You see, this horse has a very small white star on its forehead, which is the mark of the thoroughbred registration."

"In other words, this horse is not only a Friesian horse, but also a bloodline certified in the United States."

"Young Master Sheng, do you think my guess is right?"

Xia Qinghuan looked up at the man on the horseback, his eyes intertwined, and he saw a hint of appreciation in the other's eyes.

It's just that this appreciation was too calm, it seemed that Sheng Yan had expected it long ago, so it wasn't amazing enough.

He looked around, and under the disapproving gazes of everyone, he approved her judgment loudly.

"She was right. The horse was a Frisian."

boom!

Everyone's heart trembled, and their cheeks ached.

A group of second-generation people born with golden spoons in their mouths can't compare to a woman who was born in a remote mountainous area and has only been a wealthy fake noble lady for three years.

The face was slapped!

Sun Yuan even screamed: "Impossible!"

"You must have said that on purpose to protect her."

Xia Qinghuan looked back at her: "You can ask the staff to verify, the racecourse also has horse registration records, we can speak with evidence."

Sun Yuan really found the staff and asked to check the registration records.

As expected, the horse was registered as a Frisian horse imported from the United States five days ago, and it was the first time it was ridden today.

Sun Yuan couldn't believe it, how could she lose?

Especially losing to such a woman.

She resented: "It's just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, you won't be so lucky next time."

"Besides, if you're right, you don't necessarily know how to ride a horse."

"I'll be right here waiting to see you fall off your horse and be crippled!"

Xia Qinghuan glanced over and reminded her.

"I told you about the types of horses, and please abide by the agreement, don't pester me again, I'm very busy."

Sun Yuan looked around at the audience, marveling at Xia Qinghuan's reserve of knowledge, and went forward to chat.

She made a fuss, cursed secretly, and took a few little sisters away.

Fu Xiujin's eyes were full of astonishment.

Xia Qinghuan's performance today refreshed his perception again.

It looks simple and unpretentious, but the inside is full of jewels. Compared with the beautiful appearance, its own knowledge is more exciting.

His understanding of this woman in the past was too superficial.

"You know more than I do." He was obsessed with Fu's corporate management and rarely learned about miscellaneous matters.

Xia Qinghuan: "I learned a little when I checked the information before."

Fu Xiujin was puzzled: "What information are you looking for?"

Xia Qinghuan didn't answer directly, but smiled.

"It's good to learn more things, it just comes in handy now."

But Fu Xiujin remembered the result of his investigation.

Xia Qinghuan was just a beginner, and he was often made things difficult by the Fu family. His mother even bluntly said that she didn't understand anything, that she was not worthy of the Fu family's high school, and that she would not be able to stand on the stage.

So Xia Qinghuan was busy studying all kinds of knowledge every day outside of work.

And these grievances, the other party has never told him, if not for a special investigation, perhaps he would not know until today.

He sighed: "I used to be in Fu's house, I wronged you."

"It's all over." Xia Qinghuan didn't care much, and called a staff member casually, "When will the weapon I want be delivered?"

Staff member: "I'll go to remind you."

Most of the people who come to this racecourse are either rich or expensive, and many have special hobbies, so there are a batch of unsharp cold weapons for use here.

From an inconspicuous corner, Sun Yuan flashed out, waved to the staff, and handed out a check.

"Tell me, what did that woman say to you just now?"

Hearing the staff's answer, she squinted her eyes and added a zero to the check.

"Do one more thing for me..."

……

Not long, Xia Qinghuan waited for her sword, spear, sword and halberd.

The staff was sweating, and their temples were soaked with sweat.

Xia Qinghuan stepped forward to help.

These weapons do carry some weight.

"Thank you, just leave it to me."

The staff looked at her with dazed eyes, hesitating to speak.

Suddenly, Xia Qinghuan uttered an oh, and took out a piece of money from his wallet.

"A tip, right? Thank you for your hard work. I didn't expect these weapons to be so heavy."

The staff glanced at her, turned and left.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the staff's eyes were slightly complicated at the end.

"Yo, you still want to mount a horse with a weapon, and you want to learn to fly before you even know how to walk. Are you going to the sky?" an awl-faced daughter suddenly spoke, distracting Xia Qinghuan's attention.

Awl face stood beside Sun Yuan, the previous words were obviously signaled by Sun Yuan.

Sun Yuan gave her a provocative look.

The meaning of that look was that she didn't bother Xia Qinghuan, and Xia Qinghuan had no position to criticize her.

There wasn't much time in the afternoon, Xia Qinghuan didn't bother to talk to this kind of jumping clown, and lowered his head to check the weapon.

Therefore, she didn't see that Sun Yuan looked at the weapon in her hand with malice in her eyes.