After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

Song Xier ran a few laps under Xiao Jie's explanation. At first, Xiao Jie was controlling the horse rope. After she ran a few laps, she took the horse rope from Xiao Jie's hand.

The reason why she didn't say that she had ridden a horse before was because she was afraid that Yu Wenze would increase the difficulty level for her.

Song Xier's speed was not fast at first, but then she slowly accelerated.

Then she slowed down again. With Xiao Jie's cooperation, Song Xi'er held her hand tightly and slowly moved her body from the horse's back to one side.

The height is also at the same level as the horse at the beginning, and then slowly decreases.

Song Xier held her heart high throughout the whole process, her little face was tense, and her back was covered in cold sweat.

Although Xiao Jie said he would help her, she also believed that Xiao Jie would not lie to her and would speak directly if she had anything to say.

Even so, Song Xier was still scared to death.

Afraid of any accident, she held Xiao Jie's hand tightly with one hand and tightly held the armrest of the saddle with the other hand. At the same time, she also exerted force on her feet, trying to keep her feet from leaving the horse's body. .

The first few times, Song Xier sat back nervously as soon as her body fell a little. After a few times, she found that Xiao Jie was indeed very stable, and she gradually became more courageous.

"What is she doing?" Nan Zijin walked to Tang Yuanbai and whispered, "Does she want to die?"

Tang Yuanbai glanced at it lightly. His cold and solemn features showed no emotion. When he retracted his eyes behind the lenses, he glanced at Mr. Zhou and the woman in his arms. Then he lowered his eyes and casually raised the contract percentage by five points. .

"I don't know how to ride a horse." Mr. Zhou was very embarrassed. After speaking, he suddenly looked at Shang Ji: "Mr. Shang, you heard what Xiaomo said. I heard that Mr. Shang's equestrian skills are very good. If Mr. Shang can If you help my Xiaomo win this special prize, I will agree."

Shang Ji looked back at Mr. Zhou, a cold light flashed in his dark pupils, and he said slowly: "Add another five percentage points."

Mr. Zhou's expression changed.

"Husband, just promise him." Xiao Mo put her arms around the manager's neck and said coquettishly, "I really want this reward. If I miss it this time, I won't have it anymore."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhou pinched Xiao Mo's face helplessly and looked up at Shang Ji: "Okay, as long as Mr. Shang can win this special prize."

Shang Ji smiled and raised his eyes to look at Tang Yuanbai.

The latter directly handed the revised contract to Mr. Zhou: "Mr. Zhou, take a look at it. If you think there is no problem, I will have it printed out now."

Mr. Zhou took the tablet and looked at it twice, almost vomiting blood: "Mr. Shang, you didn't ask for this piece of land in Nanwan in advance."

"It was an impromptu idea." Shang Ji curled his lips and chuckled: "I think Mr. Zhou is willing to smile for Bo Hong."

After Shang Ji finished speaking, the woman in Mr. Zhou's arms immediately acted coquettishly again.

It would be hard for Mr. Zhou to lose face if he goes back on his words, not to mention that he can't stand this person in his arms.

He gritted his teeth at the end and said, "Lawyer Tang, let someone print it."

Nan Zijin couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

This Zhou Pingshan really regards women as his life as rumored. If this continues, sooner or later, women will be destroyed.

The outside world still doesn't know the value of this piece of land in Nanwan. When the news comes out in a few days, Zhou Pingshan will probably regret it in his intestines.

Song Xier, who sat back on the horse again, said happily: "I seemed to have touched the grass just now."

If you can touch the grass, then there is hope for picking off a red flag.

The next thing to practice is accuracy.

Xiao Jie lowered his head and was stunned when he saw the bright smile on Song Xier's face.

After a few seconds, he came back to his senses, put his hand on Song Xi'er's waist, and said, "Yes, it seems that Shang Ji has trained you very well."

Song Xi'er was still thinking about the angle of her hand when she bent over next time. When she heard Xiao Jie's words, she subconsciously asked, "What?"

Xiao Jie leaned close to her ear: "It's so soft, so it's not less exciting to play with."

Song Xier froze when she realized what he was pointing at.

But what Xiao Jie said was really right.

The softness of her body really only came about after following Shang Ji...

Realizing what she was thinking, Song Xier suddenly came back to her senses.

She said with a cold face: "You can lower your arm a little later, and when I say it's okay, pull me back immediately."

"Okay." Xiao Jie nodded.

Although Song Xi'er ignored him completely and the smile on her face instantly faded, Xiao Jie really liked her like this, no matter how much he looked at her.

If it weren't for the inconvenience, he would definitely take a picture of Song Xi'er.

The two practiced several more times, and each time Song Xier successfully touched the grass, and became more and more relaxed.

"I'm ready." Song Xi'er said, "We can start."

"Okay." Xiao Jie turned over neatly and jumped off the horse. Just as he was about to raise his hand to pick up Song Xi'er, his cell phone rang.

"I'll answer the phone, you wait for me." Xiao Jie said and walked aside.

Seeing this, Song Xi'er pulled the horse rope tightly with both hands, exerted force on her left foot, and loosened her right foot.

She had come down by herself before, and although she was nervous this time, she was also confident.

Who would have thought that as soon as she released her right foot, the horse beneath her suddenly screamed and took a step forward.

Song Xi'er's expression suddenly changed, her left foot slipped a little, and her originally stable body suddenly lost weight.

Xiao Jie was about to turn around when he saw this scene, his face changed slightly and he shouted: "Be careful!"

As he finished speaking, he had already taken steps to run over, but it was still a little late.

The second before Song Xi'er landed, she used the strength of her hands to push her whole body forward, and her whole body tilted to the side at a very strange angle.

Fortunately, the horse stopped moving after a while, otherwise Song Xier would have been stepped on or fallen down directly.

Fortunately, her feet landed on the ground, but her center of gravity was unstable. She took several steps back, and then bumped into someone's chest, which also stopped her unstable body.

Song Xi'er's little face turned pale, and she took several deep breaths before recovering from the sudden accident.

"Thank you, thank you..." she said as she turned around to look at the person behind her.

"You're welcome." Shang Ji let go of Song Xi'er's hand and took a step back, his angular features cold and distant.

Seeing Shang Ji, Song Xier's body stiffened.

Why is he here?

Xiao Jie came over and held Song Xier's shoulders: "How are you? Are you injured anywhere?"

Song Xi'er looked away from Shang Ji: "No."

"It's okay if you don't. Didn't I tell you to wait for me for a while?" After Xiao Jie said this, he turned to look at Shang Ji and said hello with a smile: "Cousin, what a coincidence, we meet again."