Capítulo 6: Chapter 6: His hands are very good-looking, with well-defined bones.
Considering his age, the staff picked out a steady old horse for Elder Chief Jiang.
Elder Chief Jiang jogged slowly around the arena for a lap, but in the end, he was too exhausted to continue and left the field.
As someone helped Elder Chief Jiang to the rest area and he settled down, he lifted his hand and pointed towards a horse not far away, saying to Jiang Yi, "Xiao Yi, why don't you give that one a try? It looks pretty good."
Jiang Yi nodded, picked up a short riding crop and walked over, gracefully mounting the horse.
In the sunlight, she and the steed galloped along the track, swift as the wind, both elegant and cool. Sweat rolled down the hair at her temples, flung backward by the wind to refract colorful light.
Before she knew it, an additional person had appeared beside her grandfather.
The man was watching her. As she leaned on the horseback, she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. He was too far away for her to see his face clearly, but she made out the suit and his tall stature. She guessed he might be the grandson of her grandfather's old war buddy, the one who probably gave Elder Chief Jiang that beloved saddle.
When Jiang Yi dismounted, she was slightly out of breath. After a staff member took the reins from her, she immediately looked up and waved cheerfully towards her grandfather's direction, her youthful and exuberant face both attractive and bold.
After Elder Chief Jiang looked away, he said to the young man beside him, "Xiao Han, I know you're usually very busy. You don't need to go out of your way to accompany me, the staff can handle it."
Wen Suihan replied, "Things have been relatively calm lately. My grandfather couldn't come himself, and he insisted repeatedly that I come to keep you company."
At just 28 years old, Wen Suihan's temperament didn't match his age at all. People who didn't know him well were reluctant to approach him because he seemed inscrutable. He naturally emitted a sense of distance, and although he was polite and respectful, conversations with him could leave one feeling as though their throat was being pressed, unable to speak.
His resume was also quite exceptional. Ever since he took over as CEO of the Wen Family company, he had achieved remarkable success, showing great prowess, terrifying many. He was even somewhat demonized by outsider speculations.
The most famous incident was from two years ago when he pressured the Su Family's CEO to the verge of suicide.
The Su Group was greatly weakened by him, but afterwards, he instructed his subordinates to post an apology letter of over twenty thousand words on the company's official website which was said to be hand-written by him. The words were sincere and respectful, quoting classics throughout, not saying a single bad word but managing to drag all the filth the other party had committed out in front of the public, leading to a collective 'flogging of the corpse'.
Since then, those former adversaries approached him with much more caution when dealing with him.
After all, no one dared to provoke someone who "strips you in public and while calling others to gawk, apologizes."'
Jiang Yi took off her equestrian cap and placed it under her arm, walking up to the two men.
Elder Chief Jiang personally did the introductions, "Xiao Han, this is my granddaughter who has been studying abroad, Jiang Yi."
Wen Suihan kept a cultured smile on his face, his gaze landing on Jiang Yi's face.
Jiang Yi was sweating profusely, her forehead and temple hair slightly dampened, her pores wide open. Perhaps because of the heat, her cheeks were flushed red, and this made her look exceptionally beautiful, as if she were vividly painted.
In the moment of eye contact with Wen Suihan, he reached out to shake hands with her.
Jiang Yi had only stretched out her hand halfway when she suddenly remembered, her face lighting up with excitement as she said, "I've seen you before."
"Oh? We have met?"
Wen Suihan's hand paused, maintaining the gesture to shake hands, while Jiang Yi nodded with a smile, "Yeah, just two days ago. You and a bunch of people in suits were coming out of the Golden International Business Hotel. I was just opposite at Central Park in front of the musical fountain…"
At this point, Jiang Yi's face blushed even more, and she didn't finish her sentence because she was too embarrassed by how disheveled she had looked at the time.
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