The empty grass and the fresh smell made Jiang Ruolan want to study something seriously, but the pair of gloved hands she had been holding all along suddenly moved away. Next, a warm and familiar hand covered her, and Xian Zihao's unique fragrance invaded her nostril.
At some point, Xian Zihao had come over and stood behind her. He wrapped his arms around her body and held her hands on the golf club. The moment she stiffened, he whispered, "Relax, I'll teach you."
Jiang Ruolan lowered her head to look at the club and suddenly she felt a sense of familiarity all over her body. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.
On the other side, Xie Mei's face was filled with jealousy and envy. Wan Shoushan was also looking at them in surprise, but he couldn't say anything.
Jiang Ruolan pursed her lips and let Xian Zihao hold her hand, patiently and seriously teaching her how to hold the golf club.
"Golf is regarded as the "Home of Golf" in Scotland." While adjusting her posture, he said, "First, you have to master the techniques and rules of golf. You have to familiarize yourself with the length of each hole, the topography of the lawn, and even the weather and wind speed."
Jiang Ruolan secretly frowned and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Xian Zihao, what are you trying to do?"
However, he acted like he did not hear her, and continued to control the strength of her hand like a patient lecturer, "To reduce the strength of your grip, you don't have to use a lot of strength to hit the ball. Here, you need to make a big rotation of your shoulders to keep your knees stable and bent. If the base wavered or swayed too hard, there would be a leakage of power, and the ball would be less powerful. Do you understand?"
Jiang Ruolan bit her lip and looked up at the hole in front of her. Instead of following his instructions, she tightened her grip on the club.
She suddenly used all her strength to swing forward, but that ball missed by a lot. It did not even reach a distance of four meters before it rolled forward on the lawn.
"It's not like that." Xian Zihao sighed, but he was still patient. He didn't give her a chance to resist as he held her hand and whispered softly in her ear, "Don't put your anger on the ball. The more you are like this, the less it will give you the result you want. A field is like a life, and many times it's not like what we see on the surface."
Jiang Ruolan was silent, her eyes fixed on the hole.
"President Xian, President Xian…" On the other side, Xie Mei walked towards them with a shy look on her face.
Xian Zihao turned his head to look at her, but his hand was still wrapped around Jiang Ruolan.
"President Xian, I don't know how to play either. Can you teach me later ~" Xie Mei's face reddened as she smiled expectantly.
"Sure!" The one who spoke wasn't Xian Zihao, but Jiang Ruolan. She immediately agreed on Xian Zihao's behalf and used this reason to break free from his grasp. Who knew that she would be held down by him the moment she tried to struggle free?
Xian Zihao glanced at her without batting an eyelid. He then looked at Xie Mei with a polite smile but didn't say anything. He signaled the two staff members to go and teach her with his eyes.
Seeing the two staff members walk towards her, Xie Mei secretly pouted, but she didn't dare to say anything. She looked at Jiang Ruolan with jealousy and envy as she watched Xian Zihao gently embrace her and taught her how to play.
Jiang Ruolan turned her head to look at Xie Mei. She struggled a bit but didn't dare to make too much of a fuss to arouse suspicion.
"Let's continue." Xian Zihao's gentle voice was in her ears. He patted her on the shoulder and said, "Let's do it this way. The direction of the shoulder is slightly larger."
The few leaders under the awning all stood up and looked in their direction. Wan Shoushan also took a bottle of mineral water and stood there silently, drinking while watching them.
In this situation, Jiang Ruolan could neither struggle nor curse, much less push him away. Was Xian Zihao confident that she will be in a dilemma, which was why he was forcing her to learn to play golf here? Did he do all this because he wanted her to stay in his arms?
Jiang Ruolan exhaled and whispered with an ugly expression, "Fine."
As she spoke, she followed his instructions and spun her shoulder, turning her upper body towards him. However, the moment she turned around, she saw the gentle smile in his eyes.
Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment, then tightened her grip on the golf club.
"Raise your hand." Xian Zihao lifted her hand that was holding the club slightly and adjusted her wrist's strength. "Watch the direction of the hole. Control your strength. Don't use too much force or too little."
Jiang Ruolan wasn't nervous at first, but when she saw Xian Zihao's serious manner in teaching her, she couldn't help but start to get nervous.
She actually … She was actually afraid that she would lose too much face in front of this bastard!
Seeing her still holding the club, Xian Zihao's eyebrows slightly raised as he smiled at her. "Do you want to continue standing like a statue and waiting for me to help you hit the ball?"
Jiang Ruolan pursed her lips and ignored his jest. Taking a deep breath, she decided to try a shot.
She stared intently at the white ball on the ground. After carefully checking the distance and the direction of the wind, she gently swung it forward.
The little white ball flew in a beautiful arc across the green grass until it landed on the edge of the hole. The ball was about to enter the hole. It rolled twice on the side, as if it was about to be blown away by the wind. Just as she was staring at it, the wind gradually subsided, and the little white ball obediently rolled into the hole.
Jiang Ruolan smiled and her eyes filled with joy. She couldn't believe it! She managed to hit the ball into the hole!
The moment she turned around, she was suddenly met with Xian Zihao's gratified smile. His gaze was so clear that it quietly shot towards her. Jiang Ruolan immediately shifted her gaze away from him, moving her body slightly away from his embrace while saying, "Can you let go of me now?"
However, not only Xian Zihao did not let her go; he once again gently wrapped his arm around her body. One of his hands held her hand, while the other lightly wrapped around her waist.
"Do you know what I was thinking at that moment?" he whispered in her ear.
Jiang Ruolan didn't say anything. She wanted to resist, she wanted to escape, but because there were too many people present, she couldn't do anything. She could only grip the golf club tightly and turn her head away from him.
"I'm thinking that if you manage to score this goal, I won't let you go." Xian Zihao paused for a moment. "If this ball doesn't make it …"
He didn't continue and just looked down at her.
