An Understated Dominance Chinese

Chapter 1069

“Oh, I’ve come to pay a visit to the old general.”

Sheila Murray offered a slight smile.

“Hmph! A smooth-talker!”

Liu Yannan, in the background, pursed her lips with an air of disdain.

Ever since the last Band-Aid incident, she’d been keeping a watchful eye on Dustin.

But she had to admit, there was something about him.

The day she got shot and ended up in the hospital, she coincidentally got diagnosed with lung cancer. Fortunately, it was caught early, and with a financial onslaught, her condition had stabilised.

“My granddad’s out on some errand. He won’t be back for a while. Why don’t you have a seat and enjoy a cup of tea? I’ve got a few questions for you, anyway.”

Sheila Murray couldn’t resist tugging Dustin towards the general’s residence.

When you’ve caught hold of someone, you can’t just let go that easily.

“Xue’er, didn’t we agree to head over to the racecourse for some equestrian practice?” Liu Yannan reminded.

“Yes, I was so carried away earlier, I nearly forgot.”

Sheila Murray looked at Dustin and asked tentatively, “Brother Dustin, there’s a horse farm behind my house. How about we go there for some fun? When granddad’s back, I’ll introduce you. How does that

sound?”

“No problem.”

Dustin smiled and nodded, not disappointed.

“Fantastic, let’s head to the racecourse!”

Sheila Murray beamed, leading the entourage straight towards the hill behind the General’s Mansion.

“Mr. Chu, Xue’er seems quite taken with this guy. You’d do well to keep an eye on him.”

Liu Yannan squinted, offering her advice in a hushed tone.

“Hmph! How could a powerless fighter be worthy of Xue’er?”

Chu Jie said with a look of disdain. “Even if Xue’er has a crush, the Murray family will never agree. We’re from different worlds. No matter how hard he tries, he can’t fit into our circle.”

“True.”

Liu Yannan nodded noncommittally.

Dustin’s boxing and kicking skills were indeed impressive, and he had some medical knowledge to boot. But that was far from enough.

As General Murray’s most favoured granddaughter, Sheila Murray’s future husband had to meet three criteria.

First, a solid family background; second, promising potential; third, exceptional abilities.

Dustin, an unknown figure, clearly didn’t meet the mark.

The General’s Mansion boasted an expansive estate, encompassing all the hills and streams within a ten-mile radius.

After walking for a little over ten minutes, everyone finally arrived at the private horse farm nestled at the foot of the rear hill.

The General’s Mansion’s horse farm housed hundreds of horses, most of them of top quality. Members of the Murray family could train or race them here.

Exceptional students were often paired with valuable horses. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Sheila Murray knew the layout well, so she summoned the racecourse steward and led the group into the stable, preparing to select horses for trial rides.

The stable was vast, with numerous compartments, each housing an individual horse.

Thanks to regular cleaning, the stables were pristine, carrying a faint whiff of hay.

“Brother Dustin, what do you think of this horse?”

Sheila Murray guided Dustin towards a snow-white steed.

The white horse stood at about 1.5 metres tall, boasting a graceful, robust physique, a slender head, and an elegant, lengthy neck. Its limbs were slender, its skin fine, and its coat silky, all complemented by a graceful gait. It was truly a sight to behold.

“Yes, it’s indeed a fine horse.” Dustin nodded in appreciation.

“Hee hee, this horse is called Zhui Feng, and it’s my personal ride. Whenever I have some free time, I come over to pay him a visit.”

As Sheila Murray extended her hand to stroke the horse’s face, she proudly introduced, “Brother Dustin, don’t underestimate Zhui Feng. He’s a purebred. He’s always been the champion in every family horse race. He’s never lost.”

Just as she finished speaking, a jarring voice suddenly echoed from the stable’s entrance.

“Never lost, you say? Huh! Today, I’ll make sure he loses for once.”