Chapter 444

Nanjing’s weather was pleasant. The warm rays of the sun on a December day shined on the man sporting black cargo pants. He was still beautiful even after one month of not seeing him. Yes, beautiful. Jean-no, he went by Wallace. He had a face that would charm anyone. He approached us with his sunglasses on. The pair of boots he wore gleamed so brightly that he looked like an elf that fell into the mortal realm. The Marcus family’s relatives and guests were mostly commoners. They rarely saw such a pretty person, let alone dozens of high-end luxury cars parked together. Their gazes were filled with surprise and envy. The doctor frowned and asked, “Who are you?” Wallace still had his earphones on. They were no longer pink, but blue instead, but they were still encrusted with small diamonds. I was unsure why he always an earpiece in his ear. Wallace came up to us and laughed as he introduced himself, “I’m a friend of the bride. I originally planned to pick up the family, but I got