You don't have to worship me too much

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Wen Qiao asked, holding a large piece of watermelon.

Shen Yan glared at her without saying a word.

"It's been about fifteen minutes," Wen Qiao replied.

She had given him a huge advantage at the start and had arrived 15 minutes earlier than him. Even though he was nine years old, he had still lost by a large margin.

He just stood there sulking.

He was tired and thirsty, but he didn't want to say it.

Wen Qiao picked up another piece of watermelon and passed it to him. "Do you want some cold watermelon?"

Shen Yan smacked the watermelon away and it fell on the grass. I'm not eating it.

He was especially vicious.

"If you don't want to eat, then forget it." Wen Qiao raised her brows.

Was he still hoping that she would beg him to eat?

It did not exist.

Shen Yan didn't expect her to stop after asking once.

Everyone was eating the watermelon, and he was the only one standing at the side. As Wen Qiao ate, she was sighing about how sweet, cold, and delicious it was.

Shen Yan glared at her with every word she said.

Wen Qiao turned a blind eye and finished a large piece of watermelon. She threw the watermelon skin into the basket and rubbed her stomach gently."Where's the washroom?"

The staff pointed out to her, and Wen Qiao adjusted the Straw Hat on her head before walking towards the washroom.

The staff waited for her to leave and quickly brought a piece of watermelon to Shen Yan. young master, have some. The weather is too hot and you've sweated a lot. If you don't replenish your sugar and water, you'll easily get a heat stroke.

Not only did Shen Yan want to save face in front of Wen Qiao, but he also wanted to save face in front of outsiders. However, he was really too thirsty. Since Wen Qiao wasn't around, he quickly took the watermelon and took a bite. The sweetness was so sweet that it touched his heart. He ate in a hurry, afraid that Wen Qiao would come out of the bathroom and catch him eating the watermelon halfway through. If that happened, where would he put his face?

Luckily, Wen Qiao had been in the washroom for quite a long time.

Wen Qiao had long recovered. She leaned against the sink in the bathroom and played with her phone. After calculating the time, she only went out when it was almost time.

Shen Yan was such a disappointment. He ate too quickly and choked on the last mouthful. The staff members were patting his back to calm him down.

Wen Qiao was in a dilemma. She had no choice but to walk under the tree.

There was still some watermelon juice at the corner of Shen Yan's mouth. They really didn't even clean up the crime scene.

Wen Qiao glanced at him. After Shen Yan had calmed down, his temper was rather bad."What are you looking at?"

Wen Qiao narrowed her eyes. you're my student. You've also been defeated by me. Try being fierce again.

Shen Yan didn't dare to speak.

This woman seemed to be very fierce, and he probably couldn't beat her. All the small hidden weapons he designed couldn't escape her eyes. He couldn't fight openly, so he could only fight with his wits.

However, it seemed that Wen Qiao wasn't stupid. Whether it was a battle of wits or courage, he was no match for her.

Shen Yan was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

How could he lose?

He had to find a way to chase Wen Qiao away.

It was noon, and the two of them had lunch at the horse track. A large table made of old elm was placed under a large Chinese scholar tree, and a group of rough men were eating with Wen Qiao and Shen Yan.

Wen Qiao talked to them about horsemanship, and it was only then that they found out that she was the owner of the number 85 horse racing God of War, who was previously held in Haicheng. Also, the rider was injured in that race, and she was the one who personally participated in it.

She was the champion of the horse race.

Shen Yan almost choked on his rice ball and glanced at Wen Qiao.

"You don't have to worship me too much," Wen Qiao said, flicking her long hair.

Shen Yan rolled his eyes,"who worships you? you're just a horse racing champion." Don't you know that proud soldiers are bound to lose?"

Wen Qiao chuckled,"really?" I only know that the winner is king. You've lost today, so you have to promise me one thing."