Chapter 170: This Beautiful Love
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The man rode a fierce horse and ran wildly on the race course. His tall figure was exceptionally eye-catching.
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However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that there was a petite figure in the manâs arms, almost covered by the afterimages caused by their speed.
The fierce horse ran fast and wild, not docile at all. It only knew how to press forward, but it had no choice but to be steered by the manâs agile and strong hands, turning it one way after another.
The presence of a suit and horse riding clearly seemed incompatible, but anyone who saw Huo Yichenâs face couldnât help but find him elegant and handsome. The solemnity and wildness mixed together, creating a feeling that was both restrained and captivating.
Despite his handsomeness, Huo Yichenâs attention was still focused on the spirited horse beneath him. He tugged at the reins in his hand, engaged in a struggle for control with the horse itself.
Training a horse was a difficult task, especially for such a strong horse. It was even more unwilling to take the initiative to lower its head.
Although the two of them could stay on the horseâs back safely, the horse clearly had its own thoughts. It ignored the track in front of it and charged towards the tree beside it, wanting to send the two people on its back flying.
Seeing that the horse and its riders were about to smash into the tree, exclamations sounded one after another. Some people closed their eyes, afraid that they would see a bloody scene.
Murong Qiao was so frightened that her face turned pale. She watched helplessly as the distance between her and the tree quickly shortened
âHuufââ The neigh of a horse sounded.
Just as they were about to hit the tree, Huo Yichen suddenly changed his direction, forcing the horse to turn around to avoid this disaster.
The Young Misses present couldnât take their eyes off him. They even let out soft screams, marveling at Huo Yichenâs actions.
âBut Huo Yichenâs gaze belonged to no one else. Unlike the coldness in controlling the spirited horse, when he lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, his eyes were filled with tenderness, as if gazing at a treasure.â âSlow, slow down.â Murong Qiaoâs intermittent voice came from the wind with her eyes closed.
After Huo Yichen took control of the horse, Murong Qiao turned around and hugged Huo Yichenâs waist tightly, as if she wanted to tie the two of them together.
It had nothing to do with anything else. It was just that the horse was too fast. It was so fast that Murong Qiao couldnât even open her eyes.
When Huo Yichen heard Murong Qiaoâs words, he pulled the reins tightly to slow the horse down. Perhaps the scene just now had frightened the horse, so it was a little more obedient this time.
He enjoyed the feeling of being hugged tightly, but Murong Qiao was clearly not feeling well at the moment. Huo Yichen slowly controlled the horse to slow down.
âIs this enough?â he asked gently.
The vibration coming from his chest made her face blush intensely. It was rare for her to have such close contact with Huo Yichen. The warmth emanating from his body gradually spread to her, and the familiar cool fragrance seemed to become fiery and restless due to the jolting and exertion. It shed its cold exterior, revealing a scorching and captivating essence, leaving her somewhat bewildered.
She opened her eyes. The wind was no longer as strong, but the horse didnât look obedient, as if it still wanted to resist. Unfortunately, it was firmly controlled by Huo Yichen and could only run.
Under Huo Yichenâs control, the horse slowed down bit by bit, allowing everyone to see a full picture of the situation.
Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao were closely pressed together as they rode the horse. Murong Qiao, nestled in Huo Yichenâs arms, had a glimmer in her eyes. She raised her head with a smile, looking at Huo Yichen behind her. Her stunning side profile was like a rose in full bloom, exuding a captivating fragrance that enveloped the surroundings. Huo Yichen also turned his gaze down at her, his usually cold expression softening significantly. There was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes as he looked at Murong Qiao.
The only thing in their eyes was the image of each other. This scene was instantly imprinted in everyoneâs minds.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman together, riding atop a wild horse. They looked very compatible.
âThis, this is beautiful love!â Someone said excitedly.
The others subconsciously nodded in agreement. The scene of Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao together was too beautiful, making them feel that the two of them were a match made in heaven.
One was the Young Miss of the Murong Family, and the other was the Young Master of the Huo Family.
Thinking about it this way, these two people were even more impeccable together. They reinforced each other!
ââŠâ Feng Xinyao was so angry that her entire body was trembling, and her face turned green. She almost couldnât maintain her usual disguise.
She originally wanted to embarrass Murong Qiao and obtain first place so that everyone would pay attention to her.
Everything was going fine, but Huo Yichen appeared!
Feng Xinyao looked at Murong Qiao angrily and watched as she was pulled into Huo Yichenâs arms and stole everyoneâs attention.
If she was the one who made a mistake⊠those gazes would belong to her now.
Thinking of that scene, Feng Xinyao almost couldnât control the jealousy and hatred in her heart.
For safety, Huo Yichen took advantage of the horseâs obedience to dismount with Murong Qiao to avoid her getting injured.
âHow are you?â Seeing his Little Sister dismount, Murong Chuan, who had been worried, hurriedly ran over and looked at her worriedly.
Huo Yichen was pushed aside by Murong Chuan. He raised his eyebrows and did not say anything. When he was riding the horse just now, he felt Murong Chuanâs gaze from afar. It was filled with hostility.
âIâm fine. Iâll be fine after resting for a while.â Murong Qiao panted and waved her hand.
The bumpy ride just now, coupled with the fact that it was her first time riding a horse, made her feel even more panicked than the people watching. At this moment, when her feet touched the ground, Murong Qiao felt like she was stepping on cotton.
The outcome of the competition was no longer important. Now, everyoneâs eyes were on Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao. They were all curious about the relationship between the two of them. After all, Young Master Huo wouldnât save someone for no reason.
âWhy do I feel that Young Master Huo clearly likes Young Miss Murong? When he got off the horse just now, I felt that the way he looked at Young Miss Murong was different. It was especially sweet.â
âIsnât that obvious? He must like her. Otherwise, why would he take on the role of a hero to save the damsel in distress?â
âPerhaps it was love at first sight. Young Miss Murong is so beautiful. Who wouldnât be tempted?â
What happened on the horse ranch seemed to have grown wings and quickly spread throughout the banquet. Not long after, everyone found out that Young Master Huo had an extraordinary relationship with the daughter of the Murong Family.
Even many people from the older generation knew about this matter and guessed what was going on between the Huo Family and the Murong Family.
Even Cheng Jieâs father, Cheng Shu, also found out about this. He secretly resented his son for being disappointing and hurriedly asked someone to find Cheng Jie.
âFather, you were looking for me.â Cheng Jieâs tone was cold.
He naturally witnessed the entire process of Huo Yichen saving Murong Qiao and didnât feel much better.
âYou disappoint me too much.â Cheng Shu looked at his son in frustration and couldnât help but think of Luo Wanbai, who had been by Cheng Jieâs side recently. He was furious. âItâs fine if you donât know how to please Murong Qiao, but you actually got together with such a woman!â
Cheng Shuâs words were like a knife that pierced Luo Wanbaiâs body, filled with disdain for her.
âIn terms of background, looks, and talent, she canât compare to the daughter of the Murong Family in any way.â
He had a deep impression of Luo Wanbai. The fact that she had given him a fake painting at his birthday banquet was still vivid in his mind. It was precisely because of this that Cheng Shu felt even more angry with his son.
The Luo Family was not worth looking at, not to mention that they had been almost suppressed to death recently. Although Luo Wanbai was beautiful, there were a lot of good-looking people in the world. No matter how one looked at it, she was far less valuable than Murong Qiao.
âIâm just playing with her.â Cheng Jie smiled after a moment of silence.
He knew very well that his target was Murong Qiao. Especially when he saw the other partyâs riding clothes today, he was even more tempted.
Murong Qiao was someone he had to get.
As for Luo Wanbai, she was just a toy. Cheng Jie thought about the Murong Qiao he had seen today and his heart itched.
Hearing Cheng Jieâs words, Cheng Shuâs expression became much better. âItâs good that you know what to do. Donât make me remind you again and again what to do..â
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