A man and a woman at the table, no matter their looks, temperament, and clothes at home, they all looked very luxurious and decent.

The man looked a little haggard and his face and lips had lost his normal blood color. At first sight, he was chronically ill, or even dying. But the woman next to him was very well maintained and very beautiful. Her appearance was seven points similar to Stefanie, and she seemed to be in her 30s.

Charlie recognized the two at a glance, they were Uncle Orrin, whom he had known since childhood, and his wife, Angie.

Just when Charlie recognized the two of them, the two also recognized him!

Orrin Sun’s whole expression was extremely shocked. His face was already very thin. At this time, his eyes widened, trembling and trying to say something, but he seemed to be in his throat.

Angie, who was on the side, was also dumbfounded. She stood up, pointing at Charlie with one finger and covering her mouth with one hand “You…you…you are… You are Wade…Are you Charlie?”

Charlie’s nose was sour and he sighed softly and said with a trembling voice “Aunt Angie, I am Charlie…”