Su Yuqing rode on a jujube-red stallion, her high ponytail swinging, her gaze slightly stern. Several tall and burly men stood beside her, along with a girl dressed in ethnic attire, who looked to be in her twenties. She had her hair braided into small plaits, with thick eyebrows and big eyes—quite eye-catching.
Her eyes shone brightly at Su Yuqing. "Su Yuqing, even though you're my brother's idol, I won't go easy on you. If you win against me, I'll give you a gift, but if you lose, you'll have to sign an autograph for my little brother."
"Make sure to sign it 'to' him." She added.
Su Yuqing didn't expect to meet a fan here. She smiled, "Alright, win or lose, I'll sign it for him."
"And me too, I want one as well," the burly man to Su Yuqing's left shyly glanced at her.
"You're my idol too," he said.
Surprised, Su Yuqing gave him a second look and noticed his face was flushed red, seemingly embarrassed.
