"So, Brother Jiang, does this mean that you have something to do with Ming Jing?"
Jiang Jinchen looked up at her, his eyes extremely cold.
Zhao Qin raised an eyebrow and looked at Bai Ziyan, "Mr. Bai, my cousin doesn't know better, sorry for making you laugh. I apologize on his behalf."
Bai Ziyan chuckled, "If you're so capable, let him personally apologize to me."
Zhao Qin sighed, "Forget it, let's not talk about him. What surprised me today was Ming Jing's horsemanship. I've practiced for five years, and compared to you, it feels like a waste. Next time I get a chance, I'll definitely ask you for advice, I hope you won't mind that I'm a slow learner."
"Ms. Zhao, you're too kind, it's just a trivial skill, not worth mentioning."
"Don't be so modest, I'll call you in advance to ride horses next time."
Zhao Qin didn't stay long, she left after receiving a phone call.