The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 807 I am a woman who worships gold (44)

  Faced with Ling Xian'er's teasing about hiding the needle in the cotton, Su Qinghuan was not angry at all, she just smiled and nodded at the other party.

   "I'm really sorry, the announcement of my interview with the TV station was delayed for a while, so it was late."

  Su Qinghuan paused, looking apologetically at Huo Jingzun not far away.

   "I greeted Mr. Huo before, otherwise Mr. Huo was planning to pick me up. Why Miss Ling? Didn't Mr. Huo tell you?"

  Su Qinghuan’s voice is very polite. She is wearing a luxurious black velvet dress and long dress. It doesn’t look like a horseback rider, but a little princess who comes to take pictures and check in.

  ……

  Because of the dispute between Ling Xian'er and Su Qinghuan, all kinds of rich young men and young rich ladies in the racecourse all looked over here, and their eyes seemed to be a bit of gossip.

  And Ling Xian'er did not expect Su Qinghuan to lead the matter to Huo Jingzun so quickly.

  No one in the upper-class society of the imperial capital knows that she was raised in Huo's family since she was a child. Although she is not a blood-linked relative to Huo Jingzun, her treatment in Huo's family is not much different from that of a real daughter.

  The meaning of Su Qinghuan’s words is that she has a bad relationship with Huo Jingzun?

   Ling Xian'er gritted her teeth.

   "Maybe Brother Jing forgot to tell me. Brother Jing, how can you not tell Xian'er? I misunderstood that Miss Su was deliberately late."

  She was half acting coquettishly and half annoyingly looking towards Huo Jingzun. The girl's eyes were gleaming, and she was as delicate as a beautiful lily in the rain. Normal men would feel a little compassionate when they saw it, but Huo Jingzun was not a normal person.

  Huo Jingzun just glanced at Su Qinghuan faintly, and didn't even mean to stare directly at Ling Xian'er.

"Um."

  "……"

  For a while, the scene was awkward.

  Ling Xian'er’s beautiful apricot eyes were filled with moisture in an instant, her eyes were slightly red, as if she could cry at any time.

  All the men and women who hugged Ling Xian'er looked at each other a little, but Gu Chubai couldn't see Ling Xian'er being so wronged.

  He pulled Ling Xian'er's rein and coughed slightly.

   "Xian'er, since everyone is here, let's go horse riding, don't you always want to go around?"

  "……"

   Ling Xian'er in a white riding attire was riding on the well-behaved Orlov horse. She couldn't stand the atmosphere of being ignored by Huo Jingzun.

  Never mind other times.

  This suburban racecourse is the site she often visits, and it is also the holy place she and many wealthy youngsters and young ladies choose to date. Huo Jingzun refuted her face on her own site, and Ling Xian'er wanted to find the place.

   She gritted her teeth, squeezed a gentle smile from her mouth, and said provocatively to Su Qinghuan.

   "Isn't Miss Su just here? I was originally the host today. I don't think it would be nice not to take Miss Su to experience the fun of riding a horse."

   "Miss Su, I can ride this Orlov horse very well, do you want to take a lap together?"

Ling Xian'er had investigated Su Qinghuan’s details before. This woman is simply a vase that can’t be used. She wears such a fancy black velvet skirt as if she is going to a dinner party on horse-riding occasions. She really thinks she is a princess. ?

   is nothing but a vase.

  What's so proud of.

  In the upper class, the most indispensable is a beautiful woman, a rich lady, who also has to be able to ride horses, flower arrangements, piano art, etc., otherwise it would be embarrassing to attend a party.

  ……

  Ling Xian'er's face was full of smiles, but she thought maliciously in her heart, it would be fine if Su Qinghuan fell off the horse.

  Broken phase is the best.

  It won’t be vain that she has spent so much effort here to entertain guests.

  However, Su Qinghuan only smiled at Ling Xian'er apologetically.

   "The clothes I wear are not very convenient. Either you can play first. I will appreciate your riding skills with Mr. Gu."

  "……"

  Rejected in this way, Ling Xian'er suddenly couldn't hold her face.

  She pointed to the racecourse lounge not far away.

  "Ms. Su, there are actually riding outfits rented over there. If you don’t dislike the possibility of being worn by others, you can also try it. After all, it’s all here. What does it mean to escape in battle?"

Around   , there are also many rich second generations who made Ling Xian'er booing, holding Ling Xian'er one after another.

   "That's right, beauty, don't be so shameless, anyway, it's Xian'er today who treats her, it's a rare opportunity."

  Ling Xian'er also looked at Su Qinghuan eagerly.

   "Miss Su, are you still afraid of riding horses?"

Seeing Ling Xian'er want to make her embarrassed, Su Qinghuan felt very funny in her heart. Unfortunately, compared to things like horse riding, let alone Ling Xian'er, I'm afraid that even Huo Jingzun, a big man who learned to ride and shoot since childhood, is more But she.

  Su Qing nodded happily but with difficulty.

   "Okay, then wait for me."

  ……

  Huo Jingzun saw the woman nodding, he squinted the long and narrow eagle eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Su Qinghuan.

  "Are you really going to ride a horse with Ling Xian'er?"

   "Is there anything wrong?"

   "I heard Gu Chubai say that when you used to shoot ancient costume dramas and learn to ride horses, you fell off a horse."

  Huo Jingzun stared at the woman's face faintly, trying to see from Su Qinghuan's expression a swollen face and fat man's timidity, but unfortunately, Su Qinghuan's expression was always calm and did not reveal any fear.

  The little fox smiled at the man.

   "It's okay, I'll pick a little mare with a gentle temperament, and just take a stroll."

  "……"

  The man hesitated for a moment, and finally still said.

   "If you don't mind, I can take you to ride a horse together, maybe after taking you for a drive, you will be familiar with horse riding."

  Huo Jingzun was holding a pure-blooded Hanoverian horse. He was dark-skinned, tall, and four-legged, which was not easy to provoke at first glance.

  Su Qinghuan glanced at him in surprise.

   Obviously, he did not expect that Huo Jingzun would take the initiative to relieve himself.

  And Huo Jingzun’s volume was not deliberately lowered. When the surrounding elder brother Bai Fumi heard this, she was also very surprised that Su Qinghuan had such good luck to be able to enter the blue eyes of the Huo family.

   Ling Xian'er's face changed slightly after hearing this.

  Thinking that she had never received Huo Jingzun's maintenance in the Huo family before, but she did not expect that Su Qinghuan's weight in Huo Jingzun's heart was so different.

  She quickly stood up, pretending to smile generously at Su Qing.

   "Miss Su, don't you really plan to ride a horse with Brother Jing? His Hanoverian horse is very temperamental. It would be bad if you were thrown down."

  The reason why Ling Xian'er's riding skills is pretty good is because he wanted to get closer to Huo Jingzun by riding a horse.

  It’s a pity, let alone a human being, even Huo Jingzun’s Hanoverian horse is ignorant of her!

  (End of this chapter)