"It's not that."
Fu Hanchuan sat beside Qin Sheng. "Several university professors want to meet with Sheng Sheng. I've already given them the address, and they should be here in about thirty minutes."
Old Master Lu looked at him with an expression of satisfaction. "Look at that! These people are already rushing to claim Sheng Sheng. It's clear how extraordinary she is."
Lu Ming, hearing Old Master Lu constantly praising Qin Sheng, felt speechless. He silently picked up his phone.
Fu Hanchuan had not been back long before the dishes were served. He put on gloves and began peeling a shrimp.
Lu Ming noticed that none of the dishes on the table were to his liking and felt a sense of desolation. He picked up a piece of pork and chewed it resentfully. His eyes kept glancing over at Fu Hanchuan.