Qin Hai's face turned pale. It truly was this man, seduced by Qin Sheng, who orchestrated everything.
He dared not utter another word.
"Sheng Sheng, let's go." Fu Hanchuan tilted his head slightly, his gaze softening as it fell upon Qin Sheng.
"Alright."
Qin Hai could only watch helplessly as Qin Sheng and Fu Hanchuan ascended the stairs together. Throughout the entire exchange, Qin Sheng didn't spare him so much as a glance, treating him as though he didn't exist.
Qin Hai's face darkened with rage, his complexion turning ashen. His gaze remained locked on their retreating figures as they entered one of the private rooms reserved for those of high status.
The man keeping Qin Sheng as his mistress could even gain access to such a room!
Qin Hai returned to his seat, seething. While he yearned to curry favor with Fu Hanchuan, he couldn't dismiss the threat in his earlier warning.