บท 160: Chapter 163: It's the husband's fault, the husband is late.

After the car stopped, a group of well-trained burly men in black quickly got out of the several vehicles behind.

The reporters flocking around the first luxury car were swiftly driven to a safe distance by these burly men in black.

At this moment, a genteel-looking young man stepped out from the passenger seat of the black Bentley.

After getting out of the car, he walked to the rear door and respectfully opened it.

Following this, a man radiating an icy aura stepped out of the car.

The man was strikingly handsome, with deep features and a well-proportioned, tall physique. He appeared to be at least 190 cm tall. Dressed in an expensive tailor-made suit, he gave off an opulent and formidable aura, nonetheless, his demeanor was cold and stern.

As soon as he got out of the car, his hawk-like eyes scanned the crowd of reporters. Under his icy gaze, the reporters who were originally about to raise their cameras for a mad flurry of shots dared not make any rash moves.