It was already 5 o'clock.
Fu Hanchuan was still cooking dinner in the kitchen. Qin Sheng was sitting at the dining table waiting. She supported her chin with one hand and watched Fu Hanchuan's busy back.
The kitchen door was transparent. Qin Sheng could clearly see the slender figure in the kitchen.
Fu Hanchuan was dressed in a white family uniform with an apron tied around his waist.
He lowered his eyes and focused on the dishes in his hands.
Assistant Lin and the others probably didn't expect Fu Hanchuan, a cold man, to be so lively in Fu Garden.
After Fu Hanchuan finished preparing the dishes, he began to stir-fry.
Qin Sheng's gaze fell on Fu Hanchuan's side profile. It had to be said that Fu Hanchuan was extremely handsome. His eyes were deep and his nose bridge was high.
His facial features looked like they had been blessed by god. They were perfectly carved.
