As Christ and Sofia journeyed together, a captivating tranquility enveloped them, their positions frozen yet fluid, as if they were two halves of a harmonious whole.

With one hand gently guiding the reins of the horse, Christ's other hand rested delicately on Sofia's waist, creating an intimate connection that transcended mere physical touch.

Amidst the rhythmic cadence of the ride, a subtle yet alluring fragrance teased Christ's senses, its icy tendrils dancing upon the crisp breeze.

At first, he attributed it to Sofia's choice of perfume, but as their closeness deepened, he discovered it to be the natural essence of her.

It was a fragrance reminiscent of cold, yet enticing, like the delicate blooms of winter's frost-kissed blossoms.

With each passing moment, Christ found himself drawn further into Sofia's presence, captivated not only by her outward beauty but by the enigmatic allure of her mere presence.

In the quiet moments between their shared breaths and the rhythmic heartbeats which they felt for each other and the hoofbeats of the horse... Soon, the couple reached the starting line where the Feng siblings were waiting for them. When Julie spotted them, she shouted, "Sofia, here, here! You know what? I won! Now I have the title of best rider!"

Feng Hui had a pampering smile in his eyes; it was evident from his eyes that he had gone easy on Julie just to let her win.

When the siblings looked at them, they were surprised by both of them riding the same horse, while Feng Hui was surprised by Christ's proximity to a female for the first time.

Christ, he knew, would never have a soft attitude towards anyone, not even women; he was cold and ruthless to the core.

So it was quite a sight to see the rare interaction between Christ and Sofia.

Julie did not understand all the complicated things; she just thought in her mind that, although strange, Sofia and Christ looked good together like a natural couple.

When the siblings were staring at them, Christ got off the horse and helped Sofia, but Sofia mischievously refused his hand and gracefully landed on her own like a queen. "Tch, what a heartless child, throwing after using," said Christ with a crafty smile in his eyes. He was 21, for him, 16-year-old Sofia was a child for him.

Sofia did not reply to Christ's comment but merely gave him a smile of ignorance, with her face showing nothing.

Soon, she started to talk to Julie again, and hours passed with Julie's presence of a chatterbox.

When the girls were chatting, Feng Hui also inquired about the incident, as Sofia did not return with her own horse, so it was quite evident something had just happened on the way. So Christ briefly explained the situation, as he was a person of few words. Feng Hui knew this about Christ, so he understood, and they started to talk about the business collaboration.

At the end, it was time for them to leave; all four got ready and left the farm. During the journey, it looked like Feng Hui wanted to ask something to Christ, but he hesitated, then again he would stare at Sofia.

There was something in his eyes, a combination of emotion when he stared at Sofia.

His stare was like a fleeting breeze; it looked like it was not intentionally done so either of the people noticed him looking at Sofia.

Soon, the group reached Rose Mansion; the smell of rose was like a refreshing breeze, which eliminated all fatigue from the journey. When all the people entered the mansion, Christ stared at Feng Hui with a dark glint flashing in his eyes and a ruthless aura and a cold smirk on his face.

But soon, he controlled all his emotions like an emotionless machine; looking at him now, it would look like all the emotional eruptions he had a moment ago had never happened.