"Just watch, President Yan."
Yan Jinyue raised an eyebrow. So he was calling him President Yan now?
Ji Hanxing took a deep breath and approached Cloud Ink. Yan Jinyue followed, staying behind him to protect him.
Ji Hanxing held the reins in one hand and the cantle in the other, set his left foot in the stirrup, and pushed up with his leg and arms together. Then he swung his right leg over, successfully mounting and settling securely into the saddle.
He completed the entire sequence in one smooth motion.
Sitting firmly on the horse, Ji Hanxing turned to look for Yan Jinyue. From his elevated vantage point, he spotted him at once.
His long, narrow eyes tilted upward, pride and confidence sparkling in his gaze, like a general who had just won a battle.
Ji Hanxing could make no guarantees about anything else he had learned these past few days, but he had studied mounting seriously and practiced it meticulously.
Mounting was a mandatory requirement imposed by the system, under the grand pretext that it was a domineering CEO's first move when showing off his riding skills, so it had to look cool.
Sitting on the horse really did make Ji Hanxing much taller. Yan Jinyue could only tilt his head back to meet his eyes.
"Very cool."
Yan Jinyue's praise was sincere, his eyes full of admiration. Ji Hanxing was also the only person he could see.
Ji Hanxing tried desperately to hold back, but he still couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips and finally broke into a smile.
It was a smile that came from the heart. Seeing it, Yan Jinyue couldn't help going still. He really was true to his name.
Yan Jinyue's scorching gaze felt searing to Ji Hanxing, who hurriedly turned his