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Chen Ke'er said anxiously: "Brother Chen Mo, run quickly! Otherwise you will lose."

Chen Mo still said calmly: "Don't worry, I said I could beat him, and I will definitely win."

Chen Kexin sneered: "Humph, you are so bold. If you lose in a while, I will see how you end up!"

When Ming Zhexuan came back from running around, he saw that Chen Mo was still where he was, and he laughed loudly and said, "Chen Mo, you don't know how to ride a horse at all, right?"

"It's better to take care of yourself and others first." Chen Mo said lightly and shouted softly: "Drive!"

Chen Mo really couldn't get off that horse. It looked very strong, but its running performance was far inferior to Ming Zhexuan's horse.

Ming Zhexuan was riding on the horse, looking behind Chen Mo from time to time, and sneered: "This boy, I have told him that the horse is not good, but he just doesn't listen. It's too late to regret now."

Chen Keer stamped her feet anxiously: "Oh, it's all my fault. That horse is really not good. If brother Chen Mo loses, it will be all my fault."

Chen Kexin sneered and said: "Don't talk nonsense, that kid is arrogant and has nothing to do with you. If he loses, see how I deal with him!"

Chen Ke'er looked at Chen Kexin aggrievedly and persuaded: "Sister, please don't always target brother Chen Mo, okay? In fact, brother Chen Mo is quite pitiful!"

"Poor? Silly girl, don't be deceived by his sweet words. How pitiful is he?" Chen Kexin said with a sneer.

In the blink of an eye, Mingzhexuan had finished two laps, but Chen Mo was one lap behind Mingzhexuan due to his late start and the slow running of his horse.

A full lap away, even the top riders in the world would never be able to catch up, not to mention that Chen Mo was just a newcomer with very unfamiliar riding skills.

"That kid is doomed!" Mingzhexuan's friends and juniors all looked proud, as if they had already seen the result.

Chen Kexin also sneered again and again: "Little sister, that kid will definitely lose. You are not allowed to interrupt for a while. See how I deal with him!"

Chen Keer pursed her lips and said with a stubborn look: "Sister, don't jump to conclusions until the last moment!"

Turning her head, Chen Keer's beautiful little face was filled with a look of blind determination: "I believe in brother Chen Mo. If he says he will win, he will definitely win!"

Chen Kexin shook her head helplessly: "Silly sister, it seems that you are quite fascinated by that kid's sweet words. He is already a full lap behind. How can you win? Unless Ming Zhexuan stands still and lets him catch up!"

Just as Chen Kexin finished speaking, the horse Ming Zhexuan stepped on actually stopped in place.

"Drive!" No matter how much Ming Zhexuan urged, the horse refused to take a step forward. In the end, it simply knelt on the ground and trembled, as if it had encountered something extremely frightening.

"What's going on with this dead horse!" Ming Zhexuan was extremely depressed. He was almost reaching the finish line, but the horse wouldn't leave.

Ming Zhexuan's friends and younger brothers looked at him from a distance, wondering: "Why isn't Brother Ming moving? Is he imitating that kid's behavior?"

Another person said: "I can't see it, I think there seems to be something wrong with Brother Ming's horse."

"That shouldn't be the case. Brother Ming is very proficient in horse selection. On such a short track, even a sick horse can persist throughout the entire race!"

However, facts speak louder than words. Ming Zhexuan's horse lay on the ground and remained motionless no matter how Ming Zhexuan urged it.

The little girl Chen Keer smiled so hard that her eyes turned into crescent moons: "Sister, you are so amazing. You can tell me that. That guy is really standing still waiting for Brother Chen Mo."

Chen Kexin: "..."

Chen Kexin looked gloomy and cursed in her mind: "What the hell is this Ming Zhexuan doing? Why is he not moving?"

In fact, Mingzhexuan was more anxious than anyone else and kept punching and kicking the horse: "Get up, you dead horse, get up quickly!"

When Chen Mo leisurely rode past Mingzhexuan, Mingzhexuan could only look up at Chen Mo, just like a mortal looking up at a god.

Chen Mo glanced at Ming Zhexuan lightly, his face calm, but in Ming Zhexuan's eyes, he felt that there was endless ridicule hidden in Chen Mo's expression.

It wasn't until Chen Mo finished three laps that Mingzhexuan's horse stood up and humped Mingzhexuan to the finish line.

Looking at Chen Mo, Ming Zhexuan looked gloomy: "Boy, what tricks did you use? Why did my horse suddenly stop moving?"

Chen Mo glanced at him lightly, did not answer, and said in an indifferent voice: "You lose!"

"I don't accept it!" Ming Zhexuan shouted angrily.

"Then do you want another round? I can make you convinced!" Chen Mo said calmly.

"You..." Mingzhexuan really didn't have the confidence anymore. He felt that his horse's sudden movement must be Chen Mo's fault. Even if they competed again, he would still lose.

"Okay, I admit defeat!" Mingzhexuan sighed, with an expression of resignation.

Chen Mo didn't talk nonsense to him and said calmly: "Remember, don't appear in front of me in the future."

Ming Zhexuan's handsome face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

Chen Mo rode on the horse, returned to Chen Ke'er, and got off the horse.

Chen Ke'er ran up excitedly, took Chen Mo's arm affectionately, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen Mo, you are so awesome!"

After saying that, Chen Keer secretly looked around and asked in a low voice when others were unprepared: "Brother Chen Mo, how did you do it? Why did his horse suddenly stop moving?"

Chen Mo chuckled and said: "It's actually very simple. If you want to learn, I can teach you!"

"Really? That's great!" Chen Keer jumped up and down happily.

"Ke'er, don't listen to his nonsense. He's lucky this time. He happened to meet Mingzhexuan who picked a sick horse. He won't be so lucky next time." Chen Kexin was very disappointed because she couldn't see Chen Mo being embarrassed.

depressed.

Chen Keer looked at her sister with a wicked smile and said with a smile: "Sister, sometimes luck is also a kind of strength!"

"You..." Chen Kexin was speechless. She glared at Chen Mo fiercely and stopped talking.

At this time, there was a group of well-dressed young people on the golf course not far away, chatting around a handsome young man in his twenties or fives.

The young man had a smile on his face and dealt with it calmly, appearing to be at ease.

However, when the young man's eyes suddenly saw Chen Mo at the racecourse, he was slightly startled, and then he felt pleasantly surprised.

"Everyone, I met an acquaintance, so I'll excuse you for a moment!" The young man apologized, got up and walked towards Chen Mo.

"Master Yan, please excuse me!" several young people said politely.

Yan Shirong quickly arrived at the racecourse and walked directly towards Chen Mo.

When they saw him, Ming Zhexuan and others suddenly showed expressions of ecstasy.

"Brother Ming, isn't that the eldest son of the Yan family?" One of Ming Zhexuan's friends whispered in surprise.

Ming Zhexuan, who was looking depressed, looked up and couldn't help but look surprised: "It's really Young Master Yan!"

"He seems to be coming this way, should we go over and say hello?" the young man asked excitedly.

Ming Zhexuan lost face in front of Chen Mo, but he was not overwhelmed by anger. Although these people have extraordinary family backgrounds, they are still far behind the Yan family in Yanjing.

So if they rashly make friends with Yan Shirong, they might offend him.

"Wait a minute, let's see what Young Master Yan wants to do first."
Chapter completed!