It Was You

Chapter 853 I Know What I'm Doing

The night had come, and stars were all over the sky.

In the paddock.

The bonfire had lit up the whole paddock. In the front, there was an independent rest area, as well as some entertainment facilities. Behind it was the hunting ground.

At this time, a bonfire had been set up in the center of the paddock. Above the bonfire, the mutton was grilled. There were many people around, dancing on the grassland. The scene was very lively.

It was not the first time for Cassandra to come to such a place. Time had passed and circumstances had changed. She was no longer the innocent girl who had been ignorant in the past.

Karen took Cassandra's hand and went straight to the crowd beside the bonfire. More than a dozen brothers of the Su family, dressed in suits, sat on the ground neatly. No one knew what they were talking about.

"Hey, Fourteen, who is this handsome boy? Tell me. I'll check him for you! " A man in a dark blue suit said dotingly.

Hearing that, Karen's ears turned red. "Brother Eight, if you keep talking nonsense, I won't talk to you anymore. This is not a handsome man. This is Cassandra, the wife of Martin!"

Martin's wife?

The air suddenly became quiet.

All the brothers of the Su family were stunned. Karen had worshiped Martin since childhood. How could she hook up with his wife in such a short time? Was it too fast?

On the other hand, Cassandra was able to keep calm. With a proper smile on her face, she said, "Hello, everyone. I'm Cassandra, and also the boss of Ring Entertainment Industry, Samuel."

"Damn it! Are you Samuel? Are you really a woman? Did you come back from Thailand? " In the crowd, a slender man almost jumped up from the ground, staring straight at Cassandra with his eyes as big as bells.

Among the thirteen brothers of the Su family, the youngest one who finally escaped from one of the bad luck, was named Jaime Su.

Hearing this, Cassandra was speechless, "I'm really a woman, but it's not suitable for women's wear at such an occasion tonight, so I specially changed into men's clothes, which made Mr. Thirteen laugh."

With her pupils contracted sharply, Jaime Su pointed at his straight nose with his slender fingers stained with wine and asked, "Do you know me?"

Cassandra raised her eyebrows and said, "On the way here, Carlos has already told me that. I knew little of all the thirteen young masters of the Su family."

Before Jaime Su asked, Karen shook Cassandra's arm and asked urgently, "What about me? Do you have any impression of me? "

Cassandra chuckled, "Gentle, sensible, generous and decent."

"I'm not as good as you said. We met so suddenly yesterday. I thought you didn't like me."

Cassandra said, "Of course not. Everyone loves you, Miss Fourteen. It's a pity that I'm a woman, or I will definitely be the one kneeling down under the dress of Miss Fourteen."

In the past twenty years, Martin was the only one in her life besides the Su family. But now, she suddenly realized that there was nothing wrong even if she liked women, but it was a pity that

Cassandra had a lover.

The two people she loved were together. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should be happy or not. But there was an unknown emotion in her heart spreading slowly to her limbs and bones.

Then, the guests took their seats. The eldest son of the Su family, Nixon Su, made a simple opening speech, and then asked Karen to say a few words. After that, he announced tonight's entertainment project horse racing.

All the people who could come to the Su family to attend the party tonight had their own horses. Those who were not qualified to attend the party all came to join in the fun, so basically the rich youngsters present had already signed up. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Cassandra, can you ride a horse? Do you want to run around with us? "

Karen grew up on a horse, so in addition to her elegance and dignity, she also had a rare heroic spirit.

Cassandra took a sip of the fruit wine and said lightly, "A little. I'll run around with you later to make you happy."

In her previous life, she really didn't know how to ride before she married Martin. After she married Martin, she was very open-minded and specialized in all kinds of dangers. In order to learn to ride, she had fell off the back of the horse many times, and once she even broke a leg and lay on the bed for two months before she could get out of the bed.

"Yes, I have several docile horses. Let's go and pick one!"

Cassandra rubbed between her eyebrows, "No, thanks. I'll just use Martin's horse. Carlos, please help me choose a horse that is a little tame."

Hearing this, Carlos got goose bumps on his back. His Master didn't tame the horse at all.

Carlos swallowed and said, "Well, sister-in-law, I think you'd better use the horse of Miss Fourteen. The horse of Master... It's not easy to control it. No one is allowed to ride it except Master, and even the professional trainer can't do anything about it. Before going out, I swore to the Master. If you bump into something, I'm courting death. "

'I'll kneel down in front of you, okay?

Please don't be a demon!'

Cassandra glanced at him, "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Carlos was speechless.

'If you had a sense of propriety, I wouldn't have followed you everywhere!'

"Mr. Carlos is right. My adoptive father's horse is a fierce horse. No one can ride it, and even I can't get close to it. Don't be so stubborn." Moore came from no where. His body was leaning against the soft cushion, his eyes filled with slight drunkenness, and his words were unexpectedly gentle.

Cassandra's face darkened. She grabbed the glass from his hand and scolded him, "What wine do you drink at such a young age? Carlos, bring him some juice. "

His hand was empty, and he stared at Cassandra with his dark and deep eyes. The drunkenness just now seemed to rush over his head and became stronger. Did this woman really treat him as a child?

With a dark face and a little heavy head, Moore raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows. "I'm an adult. I can tell whether I drink or drink juice. It's none of your business."

Cassandra put the juice brought by Carlos in front of Moore and said, "If I say you should drink juice, then drink it. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tell Martin when I go back."

Moore sneered, "I'm afraid you'll tell on me?"

Cassandra rolled her eyes at him, "I know you are not afraid, but I will exaggerate it!"

Moore was speechless.

Sure enough, a bitch was a bitch!