Fu Hanchuan had been closely monitoring Qin Sheng's news and was among the first to learn that Qin Sheng had secured one of the two coveted spots, allowing her to participate in the Qinghui competition.
The next day, Fu Hanchuan visited the Qin residence to see Qin Sheng.
Naturally, Fu Hanchuan would not miss the opportunity to meet Qin Sheng under such legitimate circumstances.
"Shengsheng, congratulations," Fu Hanchuan's voice was deep and husky.
Qin Sheng, having just gotten into the car, heard Fu Hanchuan's words.
Her hand on the seatbelt paused momentarily before she quickly realized that Fu Hanchuan was referring to her art.
Qin Sheng smiled slightly, "Thank you."
Immediately, a tall figure leaned over her, Fu Hanchuan, whose hand reached for the seatbelt of Qin Sheng's seat.
Qin Sheng leaned back slightly, feeling uncomfortable with such close proximity to a male. She was not accustomed to such closeness.