The rich and expensive wife: Ji Shao, borrow a kiss

Bo Qing was brought by Sister Zhou to a manor. In front of it was a big lawn, fountain sculptures, everything you need.

Entering the door, I thought it was a living room, but a big stage jumped into my eyes, the fan-shaped audience stage below radiated away, and the long runway was in front of it.

"This is?" Bo Qing asked suspiciously.

"After I build it for you, I always want to show it to those foreigners. We Chinese people's demeanor, right?"

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What do you mean?

Bo Qing was taken aback for a moment, then gradually opened his mouth wide.

No way?won't let her...

Seeing sister Zhou beside her greet a blond middle-aged man affectionately, Bo Qing felt a deep ominous feeling in her heart.

"This is Marionraphael, just call him Raphael!"

"This is Boqing, percy"

Sister Zhou introduced them to each other, and Bo Qing was stunned. How did she know her English name?

Speaking of which, this English name was a random one she found in books when she was in school, and she probably knew it was a female name at that time, and she didn't know anything about the rest.

"Hello, I'm Bo Qing!" Bo Qing greeted Raphael after being pushed out of the shelves.

"Hello, beautiful Miss Huaxia!"

Raphael is an elegant gentleman, smiling very gently at Bo Qing.

Next, I briefly introduced today's tasks. Under the training of Raphael, Bo Qing started a particularly miserable day.

At first, Bo Qing thought she was quite malleable, but after listening to Raphael: "onceagain!"

As well as his personal corrections again and again, as well as dancing his limbs and making gestures, Bo Qing's confidence suffered serious injuries time and time again.

Raphael is a qualified and strict teacher, he doesn't swear, and he doesn't even yell too loudly.

But when he mercilessly pointed out various faults again and again, Bo Qing was still deeply shocked.

However, the more this happened, the more it made Bo Qing more motivated.

She didn't believe it anymore, she couldn't go on the show yet.

Seeing that Bo Qing was eager to learn, Raphael became more and more satisfied with Bo Qing, but what followed immediately were more stringent requirements.

After this day's special training, Bo Qing only felt that her feet were about to break.

Bo Qing is not particularly tall, especially compared with Caucasians, she is petite.

Such a person is not particularly outstanding on the catwalk. If he wants to gain an advantage and attract attention, he must have something special.

After a day of training, when Bo Qing returned to the hotel, she was almost stretched out on the sofa, with pain in the soles of her feet.

Looking at Bao Qing who was carelessly spread out on the sofa, Ji Hanying couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's wrong? I'm very tired."

"Tired, it turns out that walking is so tiring. Don't you know, the patron, that Raphael is simply the best among turtles. He can see the slightest difference in the angle with his vicious eyes. He only needs to hold a precise The protractor came to measure..."

Bo Qing complained about Raphael endlessly, talking a lot.

It took a long time to realize, why has her benefactor kept silent?

He looked up at Ji Hanying, tugged at the corner of his clothes, raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Since you're not tired, let's not go!"

Ji Hanying snorted coldly, in front of him, gossiping about a man is comprehensive enough, hum!

Although it was just an old man!

"Er—" Bo Qing was taken aback, "No way!"

Bo Qing refused decisively, but her family's benefactor didn't realize that she was just complaining, was it purely complaining?