Wen Baozhu was so engrossed in watching the horse - racing that she failed to notice the two pairs of eyes that had successively fallen on her.
Actually, she was focusing on a racehorse on the track.
The horse was sleek and jet - black all over, with only its mane being white. From afar, it looked like a smooth pearl nestled in a black clam shell.
Wen Baozhu flipped through the race brochure and found the photo. After careful comparison, she was sure it was the same horse.
The magazine had its name, which matched its coat color perfectly: Lady Pearl.
Lady Pearl was a newly - adult mare. From head to toe, she was full of vigor, with a pair of bright eyes and a radiant look.
The magazine introduced that she was a rising star in the racecourse. It was her first time on the track today, and many people were full of expectations for her performance.
It was Wen Baozhu's first time watching a horse - race. Somehow, she felt a good impression of this little mare with a name similar to hers.
Fang Yuan bent down to get by and walked step by step to sit beside Wen Baozhu. She smiled subtly and asked, "Do you like this horse?"
Wen Baozhu was a bit puzzled but nodded, thinking Fang Yuan was just making small talk. "Lady Pearl's coat color is very beautiful and attractive."
Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then curved her lips into a smile with a deep meaning. "After all, it's a fine horse personally selected and bought by A Lian. Naturally, its appearance is extraordinary. You have good taste."
Hearing that it was Fu Lian's horse, Wen Baozhu's eyes fluttered with panic for a moment.
Wen Baozhu, Wen Baozhu, you should never have fancied your fiancé's horse.
The hearts of women in the wealthy families are smaller than the eye of a needle.
Fang Yuan smiled and changed the topic. "The weather is so nice today. Why didn't A Nian come with you to watch the horse - race? If he were here, maybe he would place a bet of a few million to show support for his elder brother."
Wen Baozhu smiled. She had already prepared a smooth excuse in her mind. "A Nian has been in poor health recently and is now recuperating in New Zealand. But he called me last night and repeatedly told me to watch the race carefully so that I could tell him the exciting parts when I got back."
Fang Yuan smiled but said nothing.
Fu Nian had always had a reputation as a playboy in the outside world. Everyone knew that he was dating a Hong Kong star one day and having fun in a club the next.
Whether he had really gone abroad for recuperation or was deliberately avoiding showing face for his fiancée, the truth was really questionable.
The two sat together and chatted for a while. Wen Baozhu checked the time. Afraid of missing Lady Pearl's wonderful performance, she planned to go to the restroom in advance. So she stood up and said excuse me.
Everyone else's attention was on the race track behind the glass wall, and no one cared about her movement.
Of course, it also included Fu Lian.
He just turned his head to glance at her departing back, frowned slightly, and then turned back to the viewing platform.
Wen Baozhu pushed open the door and walked towards the restroom at the end of the corridor.
Just as she reached the door, someone blocked her way.
She stepped back and looked up.
"Hi, beautiful lady." Deng Yixiang folded his arms across his chest. His voice carried the usual flippancy of a rich young master. "Since we're both out for some fresh air, why not chat together?"
During the introduction just now, Deng Yixiang's eyes had been darting around like he was searching for prey. When he caught sight of Wen Baozhu, his eyes immediately stuck on her.
Deng Yixiang drawled, "What's your name again? Oh, right, Wen Baozhu."
After saying that, he sneered. "Such a tacky name. Is this the popular type in your place?"
Deng Yixiang leaned forward and casually put his hand on Wen Baozhu's shoulder, pulling her closer to him. "They all say that the second Mrs. Fu is young and beautiful, with a graceful figure. Seeing is believing. You're truly a beauty! Watching the horse - race is so boring. How about... we go to a room upstairs and I'll let you experience the pleasure of riding a horse."
Such disgusting and vulgar words made Wen Baozhu feel uncomfortable and disgusted.
She really wanted to curse at him directly, but she also knew that the upper - class young masters cared most about their face.
She couldn't let Deng Yixiang lose face, so she simply brought up her status indirectly. "Young Master Deng has such a free - and - easy style, but I'm different from you. I'm already a married woman, so it's not convenient for me to chat with others. Please forgive me."
Deng Yixiang burst into laughter. "You mean Fu Nian? He's a dead man rotting in the ground. Can he still stop the living from having fun?"
Wen Baozhu's eyebrows twitched violently.
"You don't have to be too surprised. The news of Fu Nian's death from illness is not a secret in the circle. It's just that everyone gives Mrs. Li a face and doesn't bring it up."
Wen Baozhu remained calm on the surface, but inside she was in a complete mess.
What did this mean?
Did all the young masters and ladies in Hong Kong already know the news of Fu Nian's death?
Or did Deng Yixiang get some vague information from somewhere and was deliberately trying to trick her?
She didn't dwell on this for the moment. Instead, she broke free from Deng Yixiang's vulgar hand and said calmly, "Young Master Deng, some words can't be said casually. If it's really as you said, please repeat what you just said to Mr. Fu."
The Mr. Fu here naturally referred to Fu Lian sitting in the private box.
Deng Yixiang withdrew his hand awkwardly. His face had turned ugly. "What do I have to say to him? We all know it well."
He seemed not to want to continue this topic. He directly took out his business card from his pocket and stuffed it into Wen Baozhu's hand. "Whether Fu Nian is dead or alive doesn't matter. But I can make you happy, and that's the most important thing."
"Looking across the whole Hong Kong, there's no girl I can't get, let alone a... widow."
He had ended his hunt for her. His greedy eyes swept across her face, and he licked his lips. "After the horse - race, I'll be waiting for you in the hot - spring area on the thirteenth floor of the building. Don't be so ungrateful."
Wen Baozhu glared at him. Before she could say anything, a shrill female voice came from behind. "Deng Yixiang, what are you doing!"
Fang Yuan walked over quickly and pulled Wen Baozhu behind her, clearly showing a protective attitude. "You're not allowed to harass Baozhu, or I'll ask the police to escort you out."
...
Wen Baozhu walked into the restroom and threw Deng Yixiang's business card into the trash can.
She rubbed her fingers hard under the faucet as if she had touched something dirty. She squeezed out the hand - sanitizer three times and didn't stop until the foam was completely washed away.
When she came out, Fang Yuan looked at her with a worried face. "I thought you got lost because you didn't come back for so long. I didn't expect you to be harassed by that villain Deng Yixiang."
Fang Yuan noticed that her face looked bad. "How did you get entangled with him? He's not a decent person."
After all, they were from the same circle. Judging from the way Fang Yuan talked to Deng Yixiang just now, they should be acquainted. Maybe she could ask for some details.
Wen Baozhu asked calmly, "What kind of person is Young Master Deng?"
"Oh, he's a dissolute lecher in the circle. He'll go after any beautiful girl and is determined to sleep with all the famous actresses in Hong Kong. Even the business partners are eager to send women to him."
Fang Yuan saw her face gradually turn pale. She curved her lips into a smile and said in a tone as if giving advice, "You'd better not offend him. He's very difficult to deal with! Recently, even A Lian has to give him some face because of the project cooperation."
Fu Lian also had a cooperation with him.
It took Wen Baozhu a long time to whisper, "Then if Young Master Deng..."
"Do you want to ask if A Lian will give him a woman if Deng Yixiang asks for one?" Fang Yuan guessed what she wanted to ask and smiled gently. "Although A Lian doesn't associate with him, compared with a really profitable business..."
She hooked Wen Baozhu's arm and said with a charming smile, "A mere woman is nothing. Just give her to him to play with."