Gu Beichen didn't say anything when he saw Lu man insist.

No matter who participated in the equestrian race or not, they have begun to move to the racecourse

The riders have pulled out their horses and have gone to the starting line to prepare.

Equestrian, sometimes not just horses, is largely related to riders.

"Which one did you choose?" Lu man looked at the horses on the starting line, each with shiny hair and fat flesh.

"15." Gu Beichen replied indifferently.

Lu man suddenly looks at Gu Beichen and seems surprised that he chose this number

"I heard..." Gu Beichen didn't look at Lu man, but his eyes fell on the No. 15 horse and rider, "... 15 is Lord Luo's lucky number."

"How do you know?" Lu man asked reflexively.

However, when the words were spoken, I felt too eager.

Gu Beichen looked at her and saw Lu man pull the corners of his mouth. He said awkwardly, "you don't deal with Lord Luo, so... You know his lucky numbers. I... I'm curious."

Gu Beichen calmly took back his sight, "to cooperate with such people, the basic information is to understand."

"Yes, yes..." Lu man pulled at the corners of his mouth.

She looked at Gu Beichen. His eyes had been watching the starting line

Lu man breathed a sigh, thinking that Gu Beichen didn't notice her.

"Ready..."

On the radio, at 11 o'clock, there was a sound on time.

Then, with a bang of the signal gun, the riders were already controlling the horse, like an arrow off the string... 'whoosh' ran out.

The people in the stands have begun to boil. From the beginning, the disparity opened, which makes people more nervous.

Gu Beichen looked at it indifferently. He didn't care about the result at all.

The roaring hoofs were particularly noisy in the shouting. The disparity that had begun to open was gradually... Bite each other very tightly under the later control of the riders.

A total of ten laps, which is not only the control of the horse's foot strength, but also the test of the rider's control ability

Everyone's eyes are attracted by the horses on the field, and everyone wants to win their bets.

It's not about money, it's all about face.

There are waiters walking around with drinks, but at the moment, no one is in the mood to drink

Gu Beichen's eagle eyes crossed faintly, and his sight finally matched with a waiter in the distance.

The waiter nodded his head toward him, and then looked back. Everything seemed to be an illusion.

After ten laps, the horse won on the 15th.

After all, No. 15 is not the strongest horse... Even at the beginning.

"Win..." Lu man was obviously very happy. The excitement in her eyes swept away the sadness just now.

Gu Beichen's thin lips hung a smile like nothing, and he saw Luo Songxian come over, "I won everything, I won't take a penny, and I'll invest it all in this charity fund."

"Then I would like to thank you for the AIDS prevention center," Luo Songxian said with a smile on his lips.

"Lord Luo's court, of course, is to be held." Gu Beichen said calmly, "I'll be the host tomorrow night. I don't know if Lord Luo will appreciate it?"

"Naturally..." Luo Songxian said with a smile, "Chen Shao is willing to get close. I can't wait."

Gu Beichen smiled and shook Luo Songxian's hand. He just said, "then I won't bother Lord Luo today. See you tomorrow!"

"OK, see you tomorrow!" Luo Songxian answered. When he looked at Lu man, his sight crossed a deep meaning.

Lu Manzhe nodded to Luo Songxian with a smile and left with Gu Beichen

"Lord Luo, I started when I was running the horse." Wang Qicheng said after Gu Beichen left. "The action is very fast and skilled, like the skill of the Taoist priest."

"Is it Shi Shaoqin's man?"

"It doesn't look like..." Wang Qicheng replied.

Luo Songxian glanced at Wang Qicheng lightly. "Didn't he say... The Dragon owl's people are in San Francisco?"

"Xiao Nan, the boss of the five siblings of the Xiao family!"

Luo Songxian smiled, "since he can't wait, give him sweets..."

"Yes!"

……

Gu Beichen took landing man directly back to the hotel. He didn't even ask her for advice.

"Chen Shao..." Lu man shouted suspiciously.

"You'll live here tonight," Gu Beichen said indifferently. "As for what you want to say when you go out tomorrow, it's your business."

Lu man frowned, but with a joking smile on his face, "Chen Shao is not afraid of media scribbling?"

Gu Beichen looked at Lu man with deep eyes. He put a smile on his thin lips. "Since I dare to keep you, what do you think?"

There was a dangerous smell in the light voice.

Lu man choked in her heart and pulled at the corners of her mouth.

"Lu man, you are a smart man..." Gu Beichen calmly took back his sight, "smart man, do smart things."

Then Gu Beichen looked at Lu man again and left the guest room.

Instead of going anywhere else, he went to the opposite room.

When Gu Beichen went in, Xiao Nan had just returned.

"The old fox should take the bait..." Xiao Nan said bluntly, "the wind has been released. I guess it's bait."

"It must be sweet." Gu Beichen said indifferently, "how much he gives and how much he takes."

"Not afraid of being bored to death..." Xiao Nan said with a smile.

Gu Beichen's eyes were cold. "Luo Songxian guessed a little right... I can't wait so long."

Now, Fang Mo'er is beside Shi Shaoqin. He is afraid... He can take him out of the dark sun and be greedy by Shi Shaoqin!

……

With the help of J, Jian Mo planted sunflower seeds.

As for seeds, both of them are green hands... Fortunately, sunflower seeds are tolerant things. Even if they can't survive, most of them should have no problem.

"All of a sudden, I'm looking forward to it. Everyone can survive..." J 'hey hey' smiled, his face full of vitality.

Jian Mo looked at the soil and put his hand on his abdomen. He thought to himself: Xiao Yan, mother hopes that you will stay in the dark all the time in your future life, just like these sunflowers... You can get the sun every day.

……

Night has just fallen in San Francisco. In the city full of enthusiasm, all kinds of recent news are discussed everywhere.

Luo Songxian walked in the garden of the manor with his hands on his back, with a peaceful smile on his face.

"Lord Luo, phone..." Wang Qicheng handed Luo Songxian his mobile phone.

Luo Songxian took it. After making a sound, he listened to the other party saying

At the end, he obviously smiled at the corners of his mouth, "the memory of childhood is still very clear!"

He slowly dropped his hand and pressed down the phone at the same time.

"Qicheng..." Luo Songxian shouted.

"Lord Luo!"

"Jian Mo made dumplings for Shaoqin..." Luo Songxian looked back at the respectful Wang Qicheng and smiled. "Do you remember the dumplings?"