Qu Feitai curled his lips: "Are you my fan?"
Zhao Qin glanced at Ming Jing, and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm a diehard fan."
"Since you're my fan, you must know the main song of my first album, right?"
The young man's eyes were as black as an abyss, revealing a faint mockery.
"It's not easy to fool me." Zhao Qin's charm was fully displayed in her flirtatious gaze.
"Today we meet for the first time, and I fell in love at first sight. I wonder if the great star Qu can give me a chance?"
Qu Feitai's face darkened, making his cold and handsome eyebrows stand out even more.
Zhao Qin smiled from the corner of her mouth and glanced at Ming Jing, who seemed indifferent all along.
It seemed that the prince was eager but the nymph was uninterested.
"Miss Zhao, please have some self-respect." Qu Feitai's voice was cold, freezing enough to form ice.
