Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 305: Shooting at the Racecourse

Yun Yue’s face showed no expression, and her tone was indifferent, "No need."

As she was speaking, a few mocking voices came from the direction of the stables. They looked over, and the expressions in Feng Ye and Jiang Qi’s eyes grew colder, their lips curling into a thin, chilly smile.

These people were really courting death, even daring to bully Master Chen’s cousin.

Lin Xuanze climbed up from the ground in anger, "Ever heard of first come, first served?"

It was he who had set his sights on the horse first, yet these people snatched it away without any discussion. Even though they had taken it, he hadn’t wanted to make an issue of it, but then, to his shock, these shameless people tripped him up.

Yun Yue’s cold eyes narrowed as she stared at the group of young men.

Not knowing what they said to Lin Xuanze, he threw a punch in anger, knocking the leader to the ground.

Seeing him dare to strike back, the others immediately went to grab Lin Xuanze’s arms, and the one on the ground got up and viciously struck him in the face.

Yun Yue’s eyes carried a hint of bloodthirstiness. Just as she was about to step in, Lin Xuanze broke free from their grip and tackled the man to the ground, pummeling him fiercely.

"This kid really knows how to hold his own," Feng Ye stood to the side, arms crossed over his chest, deciding to watch the drama play out a bit longer.

It was clear that Lin Xuanze had learned some Sanda, but he was at a disadvantage fighting three on one.

Xiao Chen signaled, and Feng Ye immediately walked over, dropping his indifferent facade. He whistled, drawing the attention of the others.

The three men, upon seeing Feng Ye, had a flash of fear in their eyes and stopped in their tracks. Lin Xuanze seized the opportunity, kicking all three to the ground. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Thinking Brother Ye had come to assist him, Lin Xuanze said, "Brother Ye, you don’t have to help me; I can handle these three."

He spat out a mouthful of blood fiercely, not intimidated by the fact that they were from Beijing.

Feng Ye raised an eyebrow, entirely in sync with him, staying put on the side, "You fight, I’ll watch."

The three young men turned pale, apparently not expecting this young fellow to actually know Mr. Feng.

For a moment, none of them dared to move, and Lin Xuanze, not noticing their hesitation, sent another one of them flying with a kick, right into the stables, the three of them landing amid the horse dung, eliciting a hearty laugh from Lin Xuanze.

"Hmph! Don’t think I’m someone easy to bully!" Lin Xuanze said proudly, clapping his hands clean of dirt and forgetting the pain, laughing loudly.

"..."

Had Mr. Feng not been there, he wouldn’t have stood a chance to retaliate, let alone act so arrogantly.

But today, they really were blind, not realizing that this unremarkable kid knew Mr. Feng.

Feng Ye watched him playfully, truly worthy of being Yun Yue’s brother, not losing out at all.

He narrowed his eyes, a carefree smile playing on his lips as he looked at the disheveled trio, "Next time, keep your eyes peeled."

Their group was very protective; anyone counted as part of their circle could commit murder or arson, and they’d cover for them. If an outsider dared to bully them, they’d make sure to skin them alive.

In the end, Lin Xuanze chose the horse he had set his sights on, and Feng Ye also led a few horses over.

Jiang Qi arrived later, bringing with him Jiang Ying and a bunch of brothers.

Jiang Ying ran over excitedly to Yun Yue upon seeing her.

"Yueyue, I didn’t expect you to be so amazing. You said you’d get into Jing University and you weren’t boasting at all, scoring full marks, the national top scholar!" Jiang Ying did well in her exams too, but she was nothing compared to the perfect scorer.

And Yingtao, it was surprising that she was amazing too; as a fan, she felt ashamed.

Had she known how talented she was, she wouldn’t have sought after a tutor; she would’ve simply had her give lessons.

From today on, she had another idol to look up to.

Jiang Qi was somewhat helpless; Jiang Ying’s boisterous demeanor didn’t resemble that of an heiress at all.

"Ride horses?" He looked toward the stables, his gaze falling on a small white horse.

"Sure," Jiang Ying nodded with a smile, turning her head towards Yun Yue, "Yueyue, how about you?"

The girl shook her head expressionlessly, uninterested in the horses.

Seeing that she didn’t want to join, Jiang Ying went with Jiang Qi to choose a horse.

**

Today, Ruan Yingtong was filming a circus scene featuring horses, and the location was this very equestrian club; the entire crew had moved here.

The entire film crew’s expression changed upon seeing this equestrian club.

This area was full of equestrian clubs, but nobody had expected that the club Ruan Yingtong mentioned was this one.

This club was the most expensive one in Beijing, reserved for the city’s officials and nobility; ordinary people simply couldn’t gain entrance.

Director Zhang looked at Ruan Yingtong with some difficulty, "Yingtong, are you sure it’s this equestrian club?"

Ruan Yingtong, wearing sunglasses, with an assistant holding an umbrella for her, slightly hooked the corner of her mouth, "Yes, this club is spacious, and the scene fits the script quite well."

"Pssh, you make it sound so nice, but this club is only for the elite. We can’t even get in. Do you want the whole crew to just wait outside?" Liu Ruijia scoffed disdainfully, as if the club were her own property.

She played the third female lead in this movie, not even the second; she would not have accepted the role if it wasn’t a highly popular project.

Ruan Yingtong raised the corner of her lips, "I’m sorry, but this club is owned by a friend of mine. I often ride here myself."

Having said that, she pulled out a membership card and handed it directly to the staff outside the club. Seeing her card, the staff member respectfully opened the gate.

"Miss Ruan, you are in Area 4."

Ruan Yingtong nodded, saying thanks, then looked back at the crew, "Director Zhang, we can go in now."

Director Zhang was pleased, "We owe you one, Yingtao."

He had actually considered this club because, among all the clubs in the area, only this club’s scenery matched the original novel. However, because ordinary people couldn’t get in, let alone an entire film crew.

He hadn’t expected Ruan Yingtong to have such clout—not only could she ride here, but she could also bring the whole crew in.

Liu Ruijia clenched her teeth, unwillingly following them inside.

She had thought that by meddling, Ruan Yingtong would miss the lead role auditions, not realizing that she was pre-selected as the lead.

This time she was certain Lou Ting had no hand in it and could not understand why the lead role fell to Ruan Yingtong when Shiyan had also participated in the audition for the lead role in this film.

In terms of seniority and acting skill, Shiyan was streets ahead of Ruan Yingtong, and she couldn’t fathom why Director Zhang would choose her.

There were quite a few people in the film crew, and many others had come to the club for fun. Seeing a film crew entering to shoot, everyone looked over curiously.

This club was famously expensive and luxurious, charging per person—what kind of film crew could afford to shoot here?

"Isn’t that Ruan Yingtong?"

Someone recognized Ruan Yingtong from afar, the one in front wearing sunglasses.

This club belonged to Lou Ting, and within the industry, the relationship between Ruan Yingtong and Lou Ting was no secret, with much speculation about their connection.

If it was Ruan Yingtong’s film crew, then it really wasn’t surprising.

Some time ago, a media outlet interviewed Lou Ting and asked why he doted on Miss Ruan Yingtong so much. Lou Ting’s domineering response had won over a plethora of female fans.

Throughout that interview, Lou Ting had a casual demeanor, but when it came to Ruan Yingtong, his expression was very serious. He said Ruan Yingtong was his sister, and even if she wanted the stars in the sky, he would give them to her, let alone lending the club for filming.