Ten minutes!!
"Ahhh!" Some fans on the side of the road were so excited that their hearts were almost stopping.
"President Fu is so good at this!"
"He's really too good at this!"
"If he keeps this up, which woman wouldn't be moved!"
"He's simply flaunting his charm without restraint."
Fifteen minutes, twenty minutes passed, and finally, the sketch was completed.
"Mr. Fu," Li Xingwan was about to step back, but just as she opened her mouth to speak, she unexpectedly kissed him back.
She was stunned, and so was Fu Chengzhou. Then, he stepped back, satisfied, a hint of a smile hidden in his eyes.
"Ahhh!"
"So tender! The way Fu Chengzhou looked at Li Xingwan just now was really so tender!!"
"I'm almost swooning, my people!"
"All right. Your portraits are ready," the artist stood up and presented the freshly drawn portraits of the two of them. "Fifteen yuan for one, thirty yuan for a pair."
