Horse racing

He had sat on many celebrities and even foreign Royal members on his plane, but he had never asked for a photo. These people were really not very calm.

But Wen Qiao whispered, " just take a photo with her, it's all because she admires you.

Thus, Fu Nanli patiently took a photo with all the flight attendants. The flight attendants returned to their workspace in high spirits, overjoyed. we've been in Dongchuan for a few years, but this is the first time Captain Fu is willing to take a photo with us.

they all say that Captain Fu listens to his girlfriend. It seems to be true.

"Yes, it feels like I'm being pampered."

The plane flew to Macau and arrived at the Macau International Airport in less than three hours.

The fu family's private plane was parked on the tarmac, and the Bentley drove directly to the tarmac to pick them up. Fu huaiyong got into the car and slowly drove away from the tarmac. He saw a Dongchuan airlines plane not far away, and the person coming down from the ramp seemed familiar.

It seemed to be his grandson.

But the car couldn't stop on the tarmac, so he just thought he had seen it wrong.

That kid didn't seem to have taken over the business in Macau yet, so he shouldn't be coming.

Fu Nanli put his arm around Wen Qiao's waist as they alighted from the plane. Unlike his grandfather, he didn't use his special privileges to take the shuttle bus to the parking lot.

The two of them first went to a horse farm near the equestrian venue.

Song Yu was already there. She was wearing a rider's uniform and a helmet, running valiantly on the track.

After a lap, the horse stopped in front of Wen Qiao and she jumped off.

"Did you come here with the God of War?"

Song Yu: " you don't care about your club members at all. Yes, I've been here for a few days. I've been training.

Since she had participated in the competition, she wanted to bring back a trophy for Wen Qiao.

Gold, silver, or bronze would do, but she had to get a trophy. Otherwise, Wen Qiao's high hopes for her would be in vain.

"You've worked hard."

"Qiao Qiao, do you want to run one round?" Song Yu took off her helmet.

Wen Qiao had previously challenged God of War to a run near her grandfather's house, so she was itching to do so. let's run one round then.

"There's a changing room here. You can change into your equestrian uniform."

When Wen Qiao came out again, she was fully armed. She was wearing a Knight's uniform, a protective vest, breeches, and boots. She even had a helmet on.

She rode the God of War on the horse track, and Song Yu cheered wildly outside the field.

She shouted so loudly that Fu Nanli's head hurt.

"Mr. Fu, Qiao Qiao is the best."

Fu Nanli:

Do I need you to tell me that my girlfriend is great?

Wen Qiao ran one round, and the God of War was very pleased and ran very quickly, not giving her a single kick.

Like a bolt of lightning, it finally stopped in front of Fu Nanli.

He was in high spirits and his eyes were bright. He felt honored to have a girlfriend who was excellent in all aspects, but it did not stop him from being jealous.

Wen Qiao flipped over and alighted from the horse. Song Yu strode forward, even faster than Fu Nanli. Qiaoqiao, I think you have the talent to be a rider too. You're no slower than me, and you coordinate very well with the God of War.

"Then I'll be your substitute," Wen Qiao shrugged.

The horse race would be held the next day at the Zhenzi reclamation area in Macau. The Zhenzi Racecourse was one of the largest racecourses in Asia. There were more than 1000 horses in the stables, and the track covered an area of 450000 square meters. It could accommodate nearly 30000 spectators.

The highest floor was the private rooms of the rich.

Fu huaiyong and Fu Nanli's private rooms were adjacent to each other.

There was a French window in front of them, which gave them a wide view. Wen Qiao was holding a pair of binoculars in her hands, so she could see the stables in the distance.