Ye Cheng finally calmed down.
"Okay, I'll go."
He reluctantly went downstairs.
"I told you, I don't want to go! The equestrian class is boring!"
Ye Cheng had signed up for an equestrian class this summer. There were two classes per month, but the boy was not interested at all.
He had to change into an equestrian uniform every time, and the coach would lecture him about the correct poses. It was all very frustrating.
On top of that, the boy was heavier than the others, and it made him look clumsy every time he tried to climb up the horse. His clumsy movements made him a joke to his peers.
However, Su Yuan insisted on sending him to the class. No matter how much he disliked it or much he pleaded, he would always get the same answer: "you must go".
Aunt Zhao waited for him at a side with the bag of uniform and helmet for the equestrian class.
Su Yuan frowned when he heard the boy's complaint.
