CHAPTER 129

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A surprised silence fell throughout the entire stable.

Chen Fan had pulled the rug from under everyone and won the match in the most unexpected way.

"Is he a horse whisperer?"

"He is a real badass, and he had been hiding his strength all the while."

"I think this young fellow is a much better equestrian coach than the ones at the Zi Yun Club."

Hearing everyone's words, Paul felt embarrassed, and his face felt hot. He had forecasted Chen Fan's defeat as a professional, yet, Chen Fan proved him wrong right away. Suddenly, he felt that he was surrounded by jeering remarks toward him.

"But how did Chen Fan do that? However skillful a coach was, no one can stop a horse cold in his tracks."

Paul wondered.

"Interesting." Chen An unfurrowed his knotted brows. "Looks like my little cousin is not an average person after all."

"Hump! He is just lucky!" Chen Ning said bitterly.

"Xiao Nin, being lucky is also part of his ability." Chen An shook his head.

Despite his praise, he didn't change his estimate of Chen Fan's overall ability. He was convinced that Chen Fan had used a small trick that once discovered, would discredit his victory. Of all the third generation Chen family, only one person was his worthy opponent, and it wasn't Chen Fan.

Suddenly, he heard a voice: "Looks like a lot of fun here!"

Everyone looked toward the speaker, and they saw a man and a woman that rode abreast toward the crowd.

The man was tall and handsome, and his extraordinary appearance was matched only by the girl beside him. The two rode together like a pair of god and goddess.

"Uh, isn't that the club owner Yin Wanqin?

"Boss Yin always remained at a distance from her customers, why does she look so intimate with that man?"

The person who recognized the woman was puzzled by the sight.

Chen An's face tightened slightly and quickly plastered on a smile before he went for the two riders.

"Young Lord Wei, I didn't know you are here as well."

"Nice to see you, Xiao Chen. Don't be so formal; you can just call me by name." The man was of similar age with Chen An. However, he sounded much more mature and seasoned.

"Yes, yes. You are right Young Lord Wei. " Chen An nodded and said, respectively.

Seeing Chen An's unctuous act, the other guests quickly guessed out who the male rider was.

"Young Lord Wei, two of my cousins are having a race. Whoever loses will have to pay the winner a sports car."

Chen An explained.

The club owner was shocked after hearing the outcome of the race. "Really? Now I have to meet your young cousin! I have never seen a real horse whisperer ever."

"No problem, I will call him over if Sister Wanqin wants to meet him." Chen An announced.

As he spoke, Chen Fan had returned from the finish line.

Chen Guoguo rode her Shetland Pony before Chen Fan. She lifted up the key to Lamborghini and waved it in the air. "Hooray! I am going to have a ride in the Lamborghini, Shotgun, Every one!"

Chen Xu trailed behind Chen Fan; his face was as pale as a piece of paper.

"Xiao Fan, come over here, I want to introduce you to the two lords." Chen Fan commanded.

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