180: Chapter 180 You fed the horse beef jerky?

Deep in the District's Jingang Industrial Park lies the Golden Knight Equestrian Club, a 200-acre estate surrounded by towering camphor trees.

The vermilion carved gates, paired with white marble pillars, feature the name "Golden Knight" in gilt letters that shimmer in the sunlight.

Even the security guards at the gate wear tailored navy uniforms with shiny brass buttons, looking more polished than hotel doormen.

When the security personnel saw Su Ye's tourmaline red car approaching slowly, they opened the gate without hesitation; although it is a membership-only facility, the guards have a sharp eye.

Zhao Sihan, in the passenger seat, looked at her surroundings with curiosity mixed with a sense of familiarity; she had visited many such places in Shenyang before.

Seeing the guards' upright posture and forceful salutes, she praised: "Old Su, this place actually looks pretty nice."

Su Ye drove while glancing at the security guards and said: "It's normal. Many security personnel in these places are veterans who have received relevant training before starting, and their daily drills never stop, so the quality is quite high."

After thinking for a moment, he added: "Of course, I believe the salary and benefits are quite beautiful as well."

Passing through three automated iron gates, the scene instantly shifted from urban bustle to the tranquility of a European manor.

The main road was paved with bluestone on both sides, lined with neatly trimmed holly hedges, and every ten meters stood a vintage copper streetlamp with faux ivy wrapped around the post.

At the end of the road was an open central plaza, where a five-meter-tall knight statue stood—an armored knight riding a steed, with a spear pointing straight to the sky, and the base was engraved with logos of international equestrian events.

After Su Ye parked the car, he looked around, checked his phone, and then shrugged at Zhao Sihan, saying: "See? Just like I said, we arrived too early. It's not even two o'clock yet."

Zhao Sihan stuck out her pink tongue, then trotted from the passenger side to the driver's side to open the door.

She took Su Ye's large hand with one of hers and waved the other toward the sky: "It's fine, since people haven't arrived, let's look around first. We can come back when they get here."

Before she could run ahead, Su Ye hurriedly pulled back this little wild horse: "Wait, aren't you taking your bag?"

Zhao Sihan paused, thought for a moment, and waved her small hand: "No, there's nothing in it, and we're coming back later anyway."

Having said that, she ran forward.

Just a few steps later, a young man in a suit trotted over, panting slightly, and said: "Sir, Miss, good afternoon. I am the receptionist here, Zhang Zhihua. How may I serve you two?"

Su Ye looked at Zhao Sihan, who was about to run far away, and immediately said: "No rush, we have two friends coming later, we'll talk when they arrive."

After saying that, he walked quickly in the direction of Zhao Sihan; if he delayed any longer, this little wild horse would be nowhere to be found.

Zhang Zhihua looked blankly at Su Ye's back; people who came to Golden Knight were usually leisurely and graceful, and this was the first time he had seen someone in such a hurry.

He glanced at the sun hanging overhead and felt the muggy air around him.

Zhang Zhihua originally planned to return to the office, but suddenly saw that the passenger window of Su Ye's car was only half-closed, the car was unlocked, and there was an LV bag and car keys on the center console.

Now Zhang Zhihua felt conflicted about whether to leave or not, so he looked up at the sun in the sky again and sighed inwardly: "Forget it, I'll just wait here for that gentleman to come back. It shouldn't take too long."

Then he said to himself self-deprecatingly: "After all, I'm someone whose performance is about to get me fired anyway—there's nothing to do back there—"

By the time Su Ye caught up to Zhao Sihan, he saw that she had already approached the knight statue in the central plaza, reaching out to touch the armor on the statue.

Zhao Sihan knocked on the rivets on the armor, the sound ringing out from far away, and she said with some surprise: "Wow, this thing is really heavy!"

"It's thicker than the set of Qing Dynasty armor my dad collects. Don't you think this knight must have been tired from riding a horse and fighting back then?"

Su Ye walked to her side and looked at the base of the statue following her hand: "This is a replica based on 15th-century European knight equipment. The logos engraved on the base are all international events hosted by the club. Last year's Equestrian World Cup was held here."

Zhao Sihan muttered: "World Cup? That must have attracted a lot of rich people, right?"

Then she circled the statue, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Hey, look at that stable! It's like a castle on TV! Let's go, let's go see our two horses!"

As she spoke, she dragged Su Ye's arm and ran toward the stable area.

Passing through the path lined with holly hedges, the wooden gate of the stable area slowly opened, and a scent mixed with hay and cedar rushed to meet them.

Zhao Sihan let go of Su Ye's hand and rushed into the VIP stable area first. This was full of Golden Knight racehorses; the privately boarded ones were not here.

Just after entering, she spotted "Rouge" tied at the very end and immediately ran over noisily: "Rouge? I'm here!"

Su Ye stood stunned behind her, not expecting that Classmate Xiao Zhao was not only familiar with people, but also familiar with horses. If this continued, would she have to grab every stray dog she passed on the road to chat with them?

The chestnut-red Arabia horse lifted its head and snorted.

Zhao Sihan reached out to touch its face, but was quickly stopped by the stable hand who rushed over: "Miss, you need to wear gloves first. Horses are sensitive to strange scents."

Zhao Sihan waved her hand dismissively and said: "Why wear gloves? My hands aren't dirty!"

She was about to reach out when Su Ye grabbed her white, tender hand, took the white gloves handed over by the stable hand, and put them on Zhao Sihan, saying: "There is a specialty in every trade. Sometimes, it's right to listen to professionals."

Zhao Sihan looked at Su Ye's side profile as he slightly lowered his head to put on her gloves, feeling slightly dazed, and then quietly cooperated with Su Ye to put on the gloves.

Afterwards, she reached into her pocket, pulled out a handful of beef jerky, shook it at the stable hand, and said: "Then giving it this to eat is fine, right? I brought it back from Shenyang. It's pure meat! Super fragrant."

The stable hand's face stiffened. Just as he wanted to explain, Su Ye saw Classmate Xiao Zhao's excited appearance and smiled as he said: "It's fine, let it have a taste. I'll take responsibility if there's any problem."

Classmate Xiao Zhao also had good judgment and only gave a little bit.

Rouge lowered its head to sniff, then gently took the beef jerky from Zhao Sihan's hand, chewed it twice, swallowed it, snorted happily, and then stretched out its horse head to nuzzle Classmate Xiao Zhao.

Zhao Sihan put her hands on her hips, looking like she knew it all along, and said: "I knew it. The Rouge at my family's horse farm loves it, so this Rouge must love it too."