Chapter 1204

"Qin Qing? Which daughter of the family are you? Why have I never seen you?" one of the little girls glanced up and down at Bo Qing. Her eyes were full of contempt and her whole body was full of a sense of superiority.

"I seem to have heard the name. Are you the little star who shot the Vimy mobile phone advertisement?" asked another little girl.

Thin tilt: "..."

She seems to have figured out why Wang Zuyin invited her here.

Wang Zuyin didn't pay attention to "Qin Qing" at all. Anyway, she was just a little star. She was dismissed after being humiliated

That's what the woman thought.

Bo Qingxin hissed and looked at the two little girls in front of him. His eyebrows were light, and there was a proud color between his exquisite eyebrows. "I haven't seen you either."

Hearing the speech, the two little girls looked at each other and laughed one after another, as if they had heard something funny.

"Of course you haven't seen us. You're not in the same circle with us. My name is Su Xinyi. I'm miss Biao of the Xi family. This is Zhang Siyou. Like me, I'm also miss Biao of the Xi family. We are all members of the Paris Celebrity Club." when Su Xinyi introduced herself, she looked very proud like an ancient princess.

In fact, in reality, these two are also little princesses held in the palm of their family. They are so confident and arrogant that they don't know the carefree appearance of human suffering.

Bo Qing doesn't hate people with good family background, but he hates the so-called upper class people who regard others as farmers and lower class by relying on his good family background.

If they confiscate everything and let them go out to feed themselves, they are not shit. They starve to death in a few days.

Taking back his thoughts, Bo Qing glanced faintly at the two little girls in front of him, and his pink lips hooked, "hello."

"Hello." although Su Xinyi is not as tall as Bo Qing, her pride from her bones immediately made her angry. "Today is my third brother's return dinner. Are you here to perform? Our family has always invited artists to perform. Why are the little stars here?"

Zhang Siyou on one side smiled and made no secret of his contempt for Bo Qing. "Yes, even if you invite a star, you also invite a superstar. How come a little star of the 18th line has been invited? It really can't go on the table."

When they talked, they didn't deliberately lower their volume, which naturally attracted many people.

Especially those celebrities who think highly of themselves, food, wine and greetings can't satisfy them. They all gathered and surrounded Bo Qing.

Bo Qing really wants to ha ha.

These celebrities are really boring.

"What do you know? Singing or dancing?" Su Xinxin asked with a smile, and her voice rose slightly. "Give us a paragraph. Let's see how it is. Don't mention that there are some 18 line stars now. They are really powerful. On the contrary, they are top class, all of them are embroidered pillows."

Zhang Siyou clapped his hands. "You give us a performance. If you make us happy, we'll give you more money. My pocket money a month will be enough for you to sing all night."

"One, one!" the others began to coax.

Thin tilt: "..."