Chapter 269


    Chapter 269 Ziana’s Photos


    “Mr. Lewis, what are you looking at?” The trainer was riding on the horse and asked in puzzlement


    when he saw the man next to him looking down for a long time.


    Below was a racecourse. Almost every tourist who came to the ind would go there to rx and have


    fun.


    Now was the tourist season when there were the most tourists on the ind in a year, so there were


    many people at the racecourse


    every day.


    But why did he keep looking at it?


    At this moment, Boris replied casually, “I am looking at a woman.”


    “Didn’t Miss Colin go pick a horse? When did she run down there?” the trainer muttered. Then, looking


    at the ce Boris was staring at, he immediately recognized Ziana. “Oh! It’s Miss Scott!”


    Boris pretended to be surprised and turned his face to look at him. “You know her?”


    “Of course, I know her!” the trainer replied with a smile. “Everyone on the ind knows Miss Scott.


    Even if some people don’t know her, they have all heard Miss Scott’s name. Miss Scott left the ind


    alone three years ago. I heard that she came back yesterday because of participating in a TV show. I


    forget the name of the TV show.”


    The trainer was getting old, and his usual hobby was riding a horse and fishing. He never watched TV,


    let alone watch the Coupling Reality Show.


    “It’s Love 101,” Boris replied.


    “Oh. You’re right. It seems to be called such a name?” He looked at Boris and suddenly realized. “Mr.


    Lewis, you must know Miss Scott through that program!”


    “No,” Boris replied cryptically. “I knew her three years ago.”


    “So, Miss Scott has met you since she left the ind?” the trainer continued to ask. “You are Miss


    Scott’s friend?”


    “We are a little closer than that,” Boris replied with a bit of bitterness.


    Unexpectedly, when the trainer heard this, he became more enthusiastic. “What a great thing! Miss


    Scott’s friend is the friend of everyone on our ind!”


    “People on your ind seem to like her very much.”


    “Of course!” The trainer, in his fifties, at this moment, couldn’t help praising her. “There is no one on our


    ind who doesn’t like Miss Scott. She has been a genius since she was a child, and she is beautiful.


    She is easy to get along with and tries every means to lead us to make money. Everyone who has


    come into contact with her will like her!”


    “She is indeed outstanding,” Boris said softly.


    “That’s true!” The trainer talked about her eloquently. “I watch Miss Scott grow up. I used to work for the


    Scott Family. When Miss Scott was borry, I went to see her. I took pictures with her several times!”


    Boris feigned surprise again. “Really?”


    “Yeah!” the trainer said happily. “She came to the racecourse for the first time when she was twelve


    years old. We took a photo together at that time. Later, when she was sixteen years old, she learned to


    ride a horse, and I taught her! I also took pictures at that time. Mr. Lewis, if you are interested, I will


    show you the photos tomorrow.”


    Ziana’s sixteen years old was a very important moment for Boris.


    That was five years ago.


    Boris asked Nell to check the people in charge of these hotels and shopping malls after chatting with


    the hotel lobby managerst.


    night.


    As he expected, most of them had worked in the ancient castle of the Scott Family before taking over


    these properties.


    Several of them still stayed in the ancient castle when Ziana was sixteen years old, and the trainer was


    one of them.


    That was why he appeared here today. He wanted to find out what had happened to Ziana when she


    was sixteen years old.


    When he was undergoing hypnotherapy, the person he saw in a trance was Ziana!


    He didn’t believe that he would see her for no reason!


    Unexpectedly, he really found out something!


    “Okay.” Boris‘ voice was hoarse because of his excitement. “Then I’ll wait for you tomorrow.”


    Because of the appointment with the trainer, he was in a good mood for the following hours.


    On the way back, Vivi noticed his joy. “Boris, why are you so happy?”


    Boris asked without answering, “Is riding a horse fun?”


    “It’s fun, but I’m too dumb. The trainer has taught me several times, but I still can’t master the skills,”


    she looked at Boris‘ side face and said in a gentle voice. “Boris, you are so good at riding a horse. If


    you teach me tomorrow, I must learn it quickly.”


    “Really?” He nced at her with a faint smile.


    Vivi felt relieved when she saw that. She thought he was still angry at her for throwing herself into his


    armsst night. His expression


    at that time was scary.


    Vivi didn’t expect him to bepletely unwilling to be angry at her!


    Vivi nodded hastily. “Yes, you teach me tomorrow, okay? With the power of love, I will definitely be able


    to learn it well.”


    Boris put one hand on the steering wheel and didn’t answer her again, but in Vivi’s eyes, he agreed.


    However, the next day, when the two arrived at the racecourse, Boris left directly with the trainer.


    Vivi reminded him from behind, “Boris, didn’t you agree to teach me to ride a horse today? Have you


    forgotten it?”


    Her face was red, and she looked at him shyly.


    “You’re too dumb. Even the trainer can’t teach you, and I’m not a professional. How can I teach you?”


    Boris said in a neutral tone.


    Hearing it, Vivi choked. She said she was dumb to highlight her cuteness!


    But no matter what, Boris went away, leaving only her and the female trainer.


    “Miss Colin, are you still practicing horseback riding?” the female trainer asked with an embarrassed


    expression.


    Vivi red at her and said, “Get lost!”


    She was fuming. But Boris, who made her angry, was in a good mood.


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    He rode his horse all the way up the mountain road, having a great time, and then, like yesterday,


    stopped at a position where he could


    see the racecourse below the mountain clearly.


    Looking down, he found Ziana among the crowd again.


    Ziana was wearing a bright red riding outfit today. Her ponytail was swaying with her movements. She


    was heroic, gorgeous, and


    charming.


    The trainer followed after him and couldn’t help praising him. “Mr. Lewis, you are good at riding! Do you


    learn it from Knight Barton?”


    “Mr. Lucas, you are an expert and can tell it at a nce,” Boris said politely. “I indeed learned it from


    Mr. Barton. I lived abroad when I was a child. I was very obsessed with equestrianism after watching


    Mr. Barton’spetition. Later, my family got the chance to hire Mr. Barton to teach me. So, I learned


    from him for several years.”


    “Sure enough” The trainer gave a thumbs up. “He is awesome!”


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    Then, he realized that Boris came to the same ce he hade to yesterday. Looking down casually,


    he saw Ziana without any surprise.


    “Mr. Lewis, do youe to see Miss Scott again?” the trainer asked meaningfully.


    Boris didn’t deny it. “Well, I haven’t seen her for a while. I don’t usually have a chance to see her.”


    “If you don’t have a fiancée, I will think you liked Miss Scott!” The trainerughed. “Ha–ha, I was joking.


    I promised to show you the photos yesterday, and I brought them here today!”


    There were three photos in total, all of which were well–preserved, which showed how much the trainer


    valued them.


    The first photo was of Ziana when she was a baby.


    Usually, all newborn babies were not very good–looking, but Ziana broke this statement.


    Even when she was still in her infancy, her eyes were bright as if they could speak.


    The trainer kept boasting, “Miss Scott has been very beautiful since she was born. She was the most


    beautiful baby I have ever seen!”


    The second photo was of Ziana when she was twelve years old. She had short hair. The photo was the


    same as the one hung at home by Roger, the great stock spector.


    The eyebrows and eyes were full of ambition and sharpness.


    She stood in front of the stable, with the trainer on the left and a white horse on the right.


    The trainer exined while watching, “This is a purebred Abira horse. As we all know, Abira horses are


    considered to be the most expensive, beautiful, and elegant horses in the world. They are far superior


    in agility, endurance, and noble appearance than any other breed. Miss Scott fell in love with it at first


    sight and named it Thunder.”


    Boris focused on thest photo.


    When he saw this photo, he couldn’t help frowning. “Why did she look so terrible in this photo? What


    happened?”