Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 1412

Chapter 1412: Unt.i.tled

At four in the afternoon, Shen Fanxing arrived at Country Y.

The state banquet was held here.

She had come early to rehea.r.s.e.

Throughout the day, Queen Yulia received dignitaries from all over the world.

At seven in the evening, the state banquet began. The special dishes would attract the most attention at night.

Without a doubt, the so-called state banquet was naturally unprecedentedly grand.

At five o’clock in the afternoon, it was time for the guests to gather.

Those who could partic.i.p.ate in a national banquet were the best in their respective fields.

She could be called an international top artist.

Their dining location, specifications, and treatment were naturally not to be neglected.

Hence, it naturally became a small-scale elegant banquet.

The few of them gathered in twos and threes, eating and drinking healthy freshly squeezed fruit juice, sharing the artistic insights they had comprehended in their lives.

The atmosphere was good.

When Bei Xi pushed Yuan Sichun in, there was a momentary silence in the banquet hall. Most people’s gazes lingered on them for a moment before they retracted their gazes silently.

Artists had a common problem. They were arrogant and cynical.

She felt that other than people of the same path, no one else could understand their own artistic concept.

What did a few young women who were inexperienced know?

Bei Xi was angered by the arrogance and disdain in their eyes.

She cursed these people for pretending to be aloof and pretentious.

For a princess like her to appear here, there weren’t many who took the initiative to greet her.

However, she had just left when her mother warned her not to spout nonsense.

It had been less than half an hour. She couldn’t make a mistake.

She gritted her teeth and suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart.

Bailey stood elegantly at the side, indifferent and unmoved.

After being treated like this, Yuan Sichun felt indignant and thought the same as Bei Xi.

She could see the aloofness and disdain in those people’s eyes. But since they were aloof, why did they all want to attend the state banquet?

It was clearly the secular world that had helped them, yet they were still so cynical. Didn’t they find it contradictory?

“Sister Bei Lei, Sister Bei Xi, why don’t we eat here?”

Yuan Sichun suddenly spoke because she had scanned the entire hall the moment she entered. There was no sign of Shen Fanxing.

But this was the only place they could eat. Unless Shen Fanxing didn’t want to eat, they had to come here.

She wanted Shen Fanxing to see that even if she was tortured by Bo Jinchuan, she was still here with the two royal princesses…

Shen Fanxing remembered the order of appearance and after the event, she changed into her gown in advance so that she wouldn’t be pressed for time. She then put on her coat and was led to the dining venue by the attendant.

When she arrived, Bei Lei, Bei Xi, and Yuan Sichun were preparing to eat in a corner.

The waiter placed the dishes in front of the three of them. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice.

“Wait a minute.”

The waiter stopped and turned to look at Yuan Sichun. He asked politely,

“Madam, do you have any other instructions?”

There was no expression on Yuan Sichun’s face. She looked at the spaghetti in front of her and said coldly,

“Feed me.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

The waiter was stunned. Even Bailey and Bei Xi stopped what they were doing and frowned at her.

Yuan Sichun’s voice was firm and commanding. Her actions attracted the attention of the people around her. Their faces were filled with dissatisfaction.

Where did this brainless woman come from?

“Are you crazy? Don’t you have hands?!”

Bei Xi wished she could find a hole to hide in. She frowned and chided Yuan Sichun softly.

Bailey’s expression darkened even more as she looked at Yuan Sichun’s European crown with a dark and sarcastic gaze.

Idiot.

Faced with Bei Xi’s accusation, Yuan Sichun smiled apologetically.

“Sister Bei Xi, I’m sorry… but my hands… I can’t trouble you to feed me…”

Bo Jinchuan had pierced her shoulder blade. If she moved her arms, she would be in so much pain that she would lose half her life. She was here to make a fool of Shen Fanxing, not to let others make a fool of her.

Only then did Bei Xi react. “Oh, in that case…”

She looked up at the servant beside her and raised her chin. “What are you waiting for? Hey! Her arms are injured!”

Although his tone was still high and mighty, there was at least an explanation.

Everyone’s gazes landed on Yuan Sichun.

Although the waiter was unwilling, he still picked up his fork and took a bite of the spaghetti.

Yuan Sichun opened her mouth and ate it.

When Bailey saw her, she looked like a cripple who couldn’t take care of herself. Her brows furrowed tightly again, and her eyes were filled with unconcealable disgust.

Not wanting to look at her anymore, she retracted her gaze. However, when she turned around, she saw Shen Fanxing standing at the door, looking at Yuan Sichun, who was “enjoying” being fed by someone. There was a faint smile on her beautiful face. No matter how she looked at it, it was full of mockery.

Sensing that someone was looking at her, Shen Fanxing’s eyes darted around and met Bailey’s gaze.

Shen Fanxing remained calm and indifferent.

But Bailey’s heart skipped a beat.

She had seen her on the news before, but now that they were face to face, she still felt an inexplicable pressure rising from her heart.

There was an indescribable feeling coming from her…

Was it charm or temperament…

Same as Grandma.

That feeling was something she had always wanted.

Even though she had stayed by her grandmother’s side for so many years, she had tried to imitate and learn, but… she couldn’t understand.

But now, Shen Fanxing, a woman who had lived in the slums for more than 20 years, could be easily seen.

She tightened her grip on the knife and fork, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

At the same time, she became more wary of Shen Fanxing.

She had once underestimated Shen Fanxing because of Yuan Sichun’s stupidity.

After meeting her once, she suddenly understood that the woman whom Bo Jinchuan had taken a liking to was definitely not ordinary.

Someone noticed Shen Fanxing and surrounded her.

As an internationally renowned perfumer, others might not be interested in her, but the artists present had partic.i.p.ated in many events around the world and were very concerned about fas.h.i.+on.

Her outfit was also very important to them. Many of them were interested in perfume.

For meticulous and sensitive artists, any smell could be their inspiration.

In their eyes, Shen Fanxing was an artist.

“You’re Star, right?”

Her voice made Yuan Sichun, who was eating the spaghetti, freeze. She looked in Shen Fanxing’s direction.

Shen Fanxing’s gaze swept past her face and Yuan Sichun saw sarcasm on her face.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a strong sense of humiliation.

She stood there with her limbs intact, but her limbs had been crippled. She could only be fed by others.

He only wanted to see her make a fool of herself, but she beat him to it…

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