Confirmed Gaze, It's a Big Boss

As the car got closer, everyone could see it clearly.

The left headlight… seemed cracked.

Cheng Huo turned around and asked Tang Qing, "Is this your uncle's car?"

Uncertain, Tang Qing's defined face was full of hesitation. "I… I think so?"

Cheng Shui's face was still calm and tranquil as he stood upright and stared at the classic car.

While they were talking, the car had already reached the gate.

Cheng Shui and the others subconsciously took a step forward.

The driver's seat of the classic car opened and a man in his forties came out. He was wearing a long gray down jacket.

Tang Qing's uncle wasn't mixed-blood and looked clean and gentle. His features weren't as sharp as Tang Qing's, and a pair of wide black glasses hung on the bridge of his nose.

His eyebrows were knitted lightly, and his dressing was simple but strange. His style had a mysterious vibe that drew attention away from himself.