Little Hooked Hands

The girl on horseback was unabashedly bold, her beautiful little face radiating brilliance under the sunlight. Sweat beads formed on her small, upturned nose, adding a touch of playfulness and cuteness to her.

Ma Yuheng stopped shaking his folding fan and looked at Xie Wan on horseback, his lips curling up.

No one else came forward because everyone with eyes could see that they were no match for her.

Sun Yiyi felt unwilling. “What’s the big deal? It’s just running on a mountain road.”

Chu Yun looked puzzled. “But she even beat Heir Han, didn’t she?”

Sun Yiyi turned her head abruptly and looked at her. “Shut up!”

Chu Yun replied, “Oh.”

No one else came forward, and Xie Wan felt a little regretful. If she had known, she would have kept a lower profile, and perhaps she could have earned even more silver.

Li Yu withdrew his gaze from her face, put the jade bead back on his wrist, stood up, and turned to leave.