Chapter 1070


    “Er?”


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    Everyone turned their attention to the sound and spotted a group of young men and women strolling in


    leisurely.


    Leading the way was a woman d in a ck waistcoat and ck riding boots.


    Thedy possessed a fetching countenance and a slender form, yet her demeanor exuded a certain


    haughtiness, hinting at a sense of superiority.


    As she entered, she held a glossy-maned ck horse, presenting a majestic sight.


    “She Murray?”


    Upon glimpsing the neer, She Murray couldn’t help but knit her brows ever so slightly.


    She Murray was her cousin, and they were known for their constant shes.


    Especially after her father stepped down as the family head, the other party became even more


    audacious.


    They were perpetually seeking trouble, which thoroughly irked her.


    “She Murray, I had quite the chuckle hearing you boast about how Zhui Feng never met his match.”


    She Murray scoffed with no mercy, “You clinched championships in previous years because


    everyone yielded to you. Do you truly believe you’re all that formidable? It’s quite the joke!”


    “You’re spouting nonsense!”


    She Murray’s countenance darkened a tad, clearly showing signs of irritation.


    “Nonsense? Ha! If you’re not convinced, let’s settle it with a contest: see if your Wind Chaser outpaces


    my ck Dragon.” She Murray provoked.


    In days gone by, She Murray was favoured, her father helming the She Murray family, garnering


    her universal respect.


    Now the tables had turned. Her father was at the helm, freeing her from any restraints.


    “It’s a challenge, think I’m scared of you?!” She Murray raised her chin.


    She’d been honing her equestrian skills since childhood, and with Zhui Feng’s assistance, challenges


    didn’t faze her.


    “Very well!”


    She Murray’s eyes sparkled, “But merely winning a horse race is hardly meaningful. Dare you up the


    stakes with me?”


    “And how do you propose we bet?” She Murray inquired.


    “It’s quite simple. We’ll stake our respective BMWs. Whoever loses parts with their horse,” She


    Murray curled her lip.


    “Betting on horse races?” Hearing this, She Murray couldn’t help but hesitate.


    When it came to gambling with money and goods, she’d agree in a heartbeat. Yet, if it involved parting


    ways with her beloved horse, she’d need to weigh the options.


    Zhui Feng had been herpanion for six years, and she’d grown attached to him as a friend. Letting


    go was no easy feat.


    “What’s the matter, scared?” She Murray continued to provoke, “If you’re not up for it, spare yourself


    the future embarrassment of boasting!”


    “You…”


    She Murray was so irate she ground her teeth, “Fine! We’ll bet! I won’t lose to you, mark my words!”


    “Agreed! I hope you won’t rue this decision!” She Murray sneered.


    “What’s all the excitement about?”


    At that moment, three more individuals entered the stable.


    One man and two women.


    The man was dashing, tall, and bore a striking resemnce to She Murray.


    The two women, on the other hand, were even more strikingly beautiful, one outshining the other.


    Whether in looks, physique, or bearing, they all exuded excellence.


    “Er?”


    Upon seeing the neers, Dustin couldn’t help but raise an intrigued brow.


    He’d noticed that the two women who had just entered were Dhalia and Feng Miaozhu!


    As Dustin’s gaze swept over, Dhalia’s eyes happened to meet his.


    Their gazes locked, but neither uttered a word.


    Dhalia’s brow furrowed slightly, a peculiar expression crossing her face. She hadn’t anticipated


    crossing paths with an insurance salesman several times by chance.


    Feng Miaozhu, standing beside her, evidently hadn’t registered Dustin’s presence, her attention wholly


    fixated on the white horse, Wind Chaser, a look of great longing in her eyes.


    “Brother, you’re here?”


    Having spotted the man, She Murray offered a slight smile, “Just now, I wagered a horse race with


    She Murray. The stakes are our respective cherished horses. What do you think?”


    “Oh? Horse racing?” Murong Gaochao’s eyes gleamed, and he spoke with a grin, “Since you’re so


    keen, I’ll act as your judge.”


    “Very well!” She Murray agreed.


    “Dustin, what’s your take?” Murong Gaochao inquired once more.


    “Brother Gao Chao has always been impartial, of course, no objections from me.” Dustin nodded.


    “Alright, prepare yourselves, folks.”


    Murong Gaochao smiled, “Friendship first,petition second, let’s not let this mar the harmony.”