Chapter 24: I thought it was something else, but it turns out it's just your schemes!

As his speed increased, Lin Mo gradually became familiar with the process of horseback riding. Combined with his existing basic equestrian skills, he naturally became more and more effortless.

The youth galloped wildly across the meadow on his horse, exuding an aura of vibrant youth.

There was a sense of confidence in Lin Mo as he rode. Judging solely by his appearance, the boy gave off a slightly shy impression, yet his posture was upright and a smile played on his face. For a moment, even Ms. Jiang, who was resting in the distance, was momentarily dazed.

"This child is truly quite impressive!" She immediately picked up her phone, snapped a few casual photos of Lin Mo and her daughter, and posted them to her Moments.

Indeed, she was even more satisfied with Lin Mo's performance.

He was able to enter this private equestrian club calmly without feeling intimidated, and he clearly had a foundation in riding. He wasn't flashy; his quiet and composed demeanor made it obvious at a glance that he was not a child from an ordinary family.

In contrast, her own daughter's shouting and screaming nearby was making her feel annoyed. There wasn't a shred of feminine depth in her—how could she act like that!

If her future in-laws were to see this side of her daughter, Ms. Jiang feared that her spine, which had been straight all her life, might finally bend.

Temperament is a metaphysical thing. As the old saying goes, "Even if you dress him in dragon robes, he still won't look like a crown prince."

Why can some people be seen through instantly when they try to pose as wealthy heirs? Why are some nouveau riche so obvious?

It is nothing more than a difference in temperament. For instance, Ms. Jiang's family had begun to prosper during the generation of Yuan Meng's grandfather, and her maternal family was not an ordinary one either; they naturally carried a certain aura.

And the Lin Mo in her eyes possessed neither the awkwardness of an ordinary person nor the ostentation of the nouveau riche. He was humble and polite, remaining unperturbed in high-end settings, which spoke volumes.

Lin Mo, on the other hand, naturally had no idea what Ms. Jiang was thinking. However, he truly did not possess the temperament of the nouveau riche—because he was broke.

The reason he carried a faint sense of confidence was simply because the activities chosen for these two meetings happened to fall exactly within his areas of expertise.

Just as someone might act cool when they are doing something they are actually good at, it was hard not to be confident.

Whether it was tea brewing or horseback riding, at least Ms. Jiang and Yuan Meng were not his equal. Although his skills in both were only at a basic level, they were more than enough to deal with these two.

After all, for the wealthy, it was about enjoyment rather than professionalism; there was no need to be an expert, the main goal was to have fun.

On the other side, while scrolling through her Moments, Liu Ruyan suddenly came across Ms. Jiang's updated photos. She recognized her target in the photo at a glance, and her mind immediately began to race.

She went to the restroom, carefully groomed herself, grabbed her car keys, and headed out.

Lin Mo was in a very good mood. Horseback riding was truly addictive and made one feel incredibly good—it was much more exhilarating than driving or riding a motorcycle.

It was liberating and thrilling!

Dopamine was secreting wildly; the feeling was no less intense than falling in love.

Ever since he picked up speed, Yuan Meng had been incessantly accusing him of "playing a pig to eat a tiger" and showing off.

It was only because Ms. Jiang was far away and couldn't hear him; otherwise, she would have definitely experienced what "motherly love" felt like.

There were many horses in the equestrian club, likely numbering in the hundreds. According to Yuan Meng, this was a membership-based club, meaning the families who spent money here were of extraordinary background.

To put it simply, it followed a high-end route. The two rode further away, passing a group of people galloping rapidly across the meadow; some of their techniques were even significantly higher than his.

How should one put it? Although it lacked the spectacle of ten thousand horses charging, the sight was still quite breathtaking. After all, in the city, it was hard to see so many "fine steeds" outside of a corporate setting.

When the two grew tired of riding, they slowed down to a stroll, chatting and laughing happily.

*Clop, clop, clop.*

Suddenly, a series of rapid hoofbeats approached. A graceful figure on a white horse charged past them and came to a sudden halt right in front of them.

*Whinny!*

The white horse reared its two front legs high. The woman on its back was composed and heroic, momentarily leaving the two of them staring in awe.

"What are you doing here?" Yuan Meng cried out in surprise once she recognized the newcomer.

"I saw Auntie Jiang post on her Moments and was thinking it had been a while since I saw her, so I just came over," Liu Ruyan said with a light laugh, acting as if she truly had come just to see Ms. Jiang.

She then turned her gaze toward Lin Mo: "You ride quite well, little brother. Do you want to run a lap with me?"

"In your dreams!" Yuan Meng said through gritted teeth.

She had already guessed with near certainty why this woman had come; she just hadn't expected her to be so persistent.

Indeed, before coming, she had specifically called Ms. Jiang. After chatting for a while, she had even obtained the answer she wanted from Ms. Jiang: the reason the mother and daughter had such good skin was actually because of Lin Mo. This was getting interesting.

"Look at you, being so impatient. I just have an itch to run a lap. I saw that Xiao Mo has good technique, whereas your riding is a complete mess," Liu Ruyan teased, raising an eyebrow.

How could Yuan Meng's round little face withstand such provocation? "If you're here, you're here. Mo-zai, go back and find my mom first. It's time for us to eat!"

Receiving the look from Yuan Meng, Lin Mo turned around and headed back.

Once he had left, Yuan Meng finally spoke: "Spit it out, what are you actually here for? Don't tell me you missed my mom—I don't believe it!"

The relationship between the two families was good, and her mother liked Liu Ruyan very much. However, ever since her brother had become a "simp" only to find that Liu Ruyan had no romantic interest in him, Liu Ruyan had rarely visited their home.

"I suddenly felt that Xiao Mo is very handsome. Is it okay if I try to flirt with a young boy?" Liu Ruyan said, pretending to lay her cards on the table.

Hearing this, Yuan Meng suddenly clutched her helmet: "Ouch! What just jumped onto my head?"

"What happened? Are you okay?" Liu Ruyan asked in alarm, quickly showing concern.

Then, Yuan Meng opened her hands and laughed: "I thought it was something important, but it turns out it's just your scheming!"

Liu Ruyan: "..."

"Don't waste your energy. You just saw that our skin has become fairer and you want it too, don't you? Let me tell you, it's impossible. I've already made an agreement with the little black dog, so give up on that idea!" Yuan Meng stood with her hands on her hips, her face puffed out in a "come and beg me" stance.

Liu Ruyan laughed. She naturally knew that Yuan Meng held a bit of a grudge against her; after all, they hadn't just met today.

"I don't believe you. I am Liu Ruyan, the ceiling of 'femme fatales.' What kind of man can't I handle?"

Liu Ruyan rolled her eyes and played along with her own reputation.

"You... you want to use seduction?"

"It works quite well, doesn't it?"

"Pah! Mo-zai saw through your true nature long ago. Do you really think he'll fall for it? On what basis?" Thinking of Lin Mo's clear self-awareness, Yuan Meng felt that Liu Ruyan would not succeed.

After all, a calculated move only works against someone who is unsuspecting, and Lin Mo was already on guard.

"On what basis?" Liu Ruyan thought for a moment, then puffed out her proud chest and smiled

"A woman's work is simple!"

Yuan Meng: ε(┬┬＿┬┬)3

(End of Chapter)