Love You for the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 2253

Chapter 2253: Chapter 2257: Then Let’s Go Buy Pig’s Feet

The girl nearly fainted with happiness when she heard.

Quickly, she took out her phone to take a photo with Alvin, and Alvin even cooperatively squatted down.

More and more people started looking over, and more recognized Alvin.

"Oh my, isn’t that Prince Alvin?"

"So handsome!"

"Looks like someone is asking him for an autograph and photo! Let’s go too!"

A large crowd suddenly surged forward, and John panicked. Without any bodyguards present, just the two of them, it would be bad if the crowd got out of hand.

Alvin also saw this and immediately told John to take out the mask.

Unfortunately, the crowd was already closing in.

John could only stand in front of Alvin, but alas, John wasn’t as tall as Alvin.

"It’s really Prince Alvin!"

"Wow, he’s so handsome in person!"

"So charming!"

"Prince Alvin, can we get an autograph?"

"Can we take a picture together?"

More and more people crowded in, and Alvin frowned.

"Sorry, sorry," John quickly said, "Please don’t push, don’t push."

Most of Alvin’s fans were likely wealthy and well-mannered people; anyone living in this neighborhood was no ordinary person.

Upon hearing John’s words, the crowd calmed down and stood there eagerly watching Alvin.

Alvin finally displayed a hint of a smile, his glazed amber eyes showing a warmth, and nodded, pulling out his phone.

Eventually, Alvin took a group photo with the fans present, which attracted even more onlookers.

The two went to buy pig’s feet, John proactively checked Baidu again, and finally decided to cook them with winter melon.

Since winter melon helps reduce swelling.

Once they bought what they needed, they returned, and John looked up Baidu while directing Alvin, who surprisingly earnestly started braising the pig’s feet.

By noon, the pig’s feet were ready, exuding an enticing aroma.

"Your Highness, shall I call Miss over to eat?" John offered.

Alvin put down the sheet music in his hand, thought for a moment, and finally said, "It’s better to bring it over to her."

He suspected he might not be able to eat it comfortably.

John was a bit disappointed but didn’t say anything, so he nodded, "Okay, I’ll serve it, and you can take it over."

"Alright." Alvin nodded.

John eagerly went to serve the pig’s feet; perhaps anticipating they would deliver it, Alvin had bought a thermal container, a rather pretty pink one.