He had just finished speaking.
Fu Si also saw the girl standing below the stage, her whole body exuding a chilly composure.
Fu Si: "...Fuck!!"
Qin Cheng: ...
He silently watched Fu Si, everything clear in his eyes.
Fu Si could no longer care about anything else. He suddenly sat upright, his eyes intently fixed on the woman downstairs, his usually flirtatious phoenix eyes now filled with unprecedented seriousness.
After a good long while, Fu Si finally confirmed that he wasn’t seeing things.
The private box fell into a long silence.
Qin Cheng didn’t even dare to breathe.
He couldn’t imagine how Mr. Fu would feel upon finding out that the person he had been courteously pursuing and even sincerely treating was someone he had once looked down upon.
What was even more terrifying was that they had never seen Professor Chi’s photograph and didn’t recognize her, but Professor Chi definitely recognized Mr. Fu.
During that time in Nancheng, it was obvious that Professor Chi knew exactly who Mr. Fu was but never pointed it out and just watched Mr. Fu perform.
Just thinking about it, Qin Cheng felt embarrassingly awkward to the extreme.
And for Mr. Fu, who had been played for a fool for so long...
Qin Cheng worriedly took out his phone, preparing to discreetly inform Old Sir Fu.
If Mr. Fu did something crazy, no one except Old Sir Fu could restrain him!
Just as Qin Cheng had finished typing a message and was about to send it, Fu Si suddenly laughed.
He leaned back in his chair, his long fingers covering his face, and the deep, muffled sound of laughter flowed between his fingers.
Qin Cheng felt even more horrified, a fine layer of hair rising on his back.
Who in the Capital City didn’t know that it was better to see Mr. Fu angry than to see him smile?
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