Wen Xinya was wearing a black shirt, with a riding jacket and an eye-catching red vest. The red gave off a visual sense of proximity and impact, while the black gave off a sense of elegance and mystery. The intense color combination of black and red struck a fierce spark, exaggerating her individual taste.
It also allowed Wen Xinya to have this noble and elegant aura around her, her whole body exuding a kind of British spirit.
"What breed of horse is this?" Wen Xinya looked at the beautiful millet horse in front of her. It had a beautiful coat with a beautiful luster, a gorgeous and magnificent appearance, a well-groomed body, a small and sharp head, and strong limbs. With one glance she could tell that it was a rare breed.
