Chapter 225 The Untimely Picture

In the end, two people ran across the finish line and won this horse race in a strange and ambiguous way. When they got off the horse, Charlee Ford found himself so nervous that his palms were wet. The staff also arrived in time, sedated two frightened horses and pulled them down. "Strange, they are very good at ordinary times, how can they suddenly lose control?" When the staff left, they still muttered inexplicably. Wang Mian lost the game, and his face was very ugly, especially in front of so many people, and he felt ashamed. He left in a hurry as soon as he left the game. Back in the lounge, Charlee Ford took off her helmet. Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her white face. She was unzipping her riding suit when William Bryan pushed through the door and looked at her with certainty. "You did it." "What?" She played dumb. "Wang Mian's horse is your hands and feet." Charlee Ford stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and admitted so graciously, "Yes, it