As soon as the two women heard this, there was finally no one watching them. After smiling at each other, they secretly went to the horse farm to have something to eat. Even if they couldn't ride on the mountain trails, they could just walk around in the pasture.
The two held hands and pretended to walk around under the pothos vine stand in front of the flower hall. Later, when they saw no one around, they thought that Ying Bailu, as the hostess, must have gone to the hall to prepare dinner, so they sneaked into the kitchen, and sure enough they saw the pothos placed at the door.
The pastry shelf also contained some leftover baked cookies and several hazelnut cakes.
Jiang Zimo likes to eat this kind of fragrant and soft hazelnut cake the most. Unfortunately, it has been out of the oven for a long time and there is no longer any heat. She ate two in one go and then said to a steward in the kitchen,
Ask her to tell Ying Bailu that she and Yang Yang will go to the racecourse and won't go too far.
On the way here, Ying Bailu had already introduced them to the structure of this manor. It turned out that this hilltop was their family's property, but the Ying family had a large population, so they built a total of three independent buildings on the mountain according to the ranking of brothers.
villa.
Ying Zeshan is the son of Ying Bailu's uncle. He is the eldest son and grandson of the big house, so he occupies the highest building. It is said that the scenery is the best and the facilities are the best. On the top of the mountain, a two-meter-deep building is also excavated.
For swimming pools, the cost of water collection and sewage treatment alone is not a small amount in a year.
Jiang Zimo thought that Ying Zeshan and Murong Qingyi had a relationship, so he should have taken the couple to his place by this time to avoid the embarrassment of bumping into each other.
She remembered that when Murong and his wife left, Sheng Jinghua's hand was tightly held in Murong Qingzhen's arm. That kind of intimate posture really seemed to be a bit affectionate.
That's fine, they are happy with each other and have nothing to do with each other.
Thinking of this, she felt relieved. After walking to the racecourse, she and Yang Yang began to observe the horses one by one, without paying any attention to where Bai Yanbing and Fang Wenxuan went.
The white pony that Jiang Zimo rode earlier had just grown a full set of teeth. Even though she was slender, the horse was very tired. Fortunately, this little guy had a gentle temperament and was kicking leisurely aside.
legs, and snorted in the air when he saw her.
Feeling happy, Jiang Zimo ran over, took the candies from the staff, and threw them into its mouth one by one.
"Hey, isn't that Murong Qingzhen and his wife?"
Jiang Zimo looked in the direction Yang Yang pointed, and sure enough she saw Murong Qingzhen and Sheng Jinghua. Sheng Jinghua was dressed in a handsome pure black British riding outfit, which contrasted with her beautiful face and noble and elegant temperament.
When Murong Qingzhen saw the two of them, he just smiled politely, turned his face away, and continued to patiently teach his wife how to ride a horse.
Sheng Jinghua seemed to be a newbie, she complained softly and wanted to get off the horse. Murong Qingzhen smiled gently, held her waist and pushed her back onto the horse.
Even though he had already decided to let go, Jiang Zimo couldn't help but feel awkward when seeing such a scene.
In the past, she had always thought that only she could have such a gentle smile like Murong Qingzhen's.
But I didn't expect that it turned out to be just like this.
Although she really didn't want to continue watching their sweetness, she felt it was ridiculous to turn around and walk away, so she smiled even brighter, as if the more she pretended not to care, the more she could save face.
Sheng Jinghua practiced for a long time under the guidance of Murong Qingzhen, and finally learned the most basic brisk steps to ride the waves. When she saw Yang Yang and Jiang Zimo were there, she rode over.