Mu Qingli curved her lips slightly and extended her right hand, high-fiving the other.
Fu Lanshen handed over the prepared equestrian outfit to Mu Qingli, his thin lips parting lightly, "Go change your clothes quickly. Just do as much as you can manage, it's only five million after all; we can still afford to lose."
"Okay," Mu Qingli nodded slightly, took the equestrian outfit, and walked towards the changing room.
Zhao Xuan wished she could crush her teeth in frustration but couldn't show it, and resentfully followed Mu Qingli toward the direction of the changing room.
Just you wait.
In a little while, on the horse field, she would surely teach Mu Qingli a lesson!
A moment later.
Zhao Xuan walked out of the changing room.
At that instant, everyone inhaled sharply, eyes filled with astonishment, and even the usually indifferent Fu Lanshen looked her way.