As long as the traffic increases, that’s fine. As for being overshadowed by a live-stread engagent banquet... that’s beyond the website’s control, and it’s not sothing they could manage anyway.
As for Charles Seymour himself, he was sleeping quite contentedly. Not only was he engaged to Sophie Wilson today, but he also... ahem, had t her...
Thinking of this, Charles turned over, reminding himself not to get too excited.
After all, having already tasted the sweetness, he might feel quite disappointed if he overindulged himself.
But... Sophie’s hands are really soft...
Charles’s lips curled up, then he quickly pressed them down. He shouldn’t overthink it; he needed to sleep.
So, this particularly blissful person couldn’t fall asleep tonight...
It wasn’t until dawn that his excitent gradually cald, and he finally fell asleep.
anwhile, Sophie Wilson woke up naturally, snuggling in her blanket like a kitten, stretching lazily, and slowly opening her eyes.
She slept so comfortably.
The sunlight filtered through the curtains, leaving a faint halo, hazy and indistinct, signalling a bright sunny day just like her good mood.
Sophie Wilson flipped the blanket aside, got up briskly, and went to wash up.
By the ti she was all done, it was already half-past eight.
Sophie wasn’t rushed. Wearing fuzzy little bunny slippers, she leisurely walked downstairs, never needing to worry that Charles would say she got up late and give her a hard ti.
However, as soon as she went downstairs, Sophie was startled.
W-why are there so many people?
Her parents were there... well, that was understandable since they lived nearby, but why was Julian Campbell there too?
"Hey... Auntie Sophie..." Julian, sharp-eyed, spotted Sophie standing on the staircase and waved high with a cheerful laugh, his voice even rippling like waves at the end.
Sophie felt a sudden chill for so unknown reason. What’s up with this kid?
Really not used to it, once an idol, and after close contact... turned into this.
Indeed, idols are ant to be admired from afar. Otherwise... it’s too easy for illusions to shatter.
"Auntie Sophie, I’m crazy about you, you..." Julian’s excited declaration was suddenly chopped off mid-sentence by a sudden, cold killing aura beside them.
Crack! Just like that, the rest of Julian’s words were abruptly frozen.
The arm he was waving so joyfully in the air suddenly stiffened, and then his fingers curled up bit by bit, slowly and gradually, at a snail’s pace, fearing that even a slight movent would provoke soone.
Only when Sophie walked down the stairs, crossed the living room, and entered the dining room did Julian’s arm barely bend halfway down.
Making Sophie look at him puzzled, asking, "What about ?"
Stopping halfway through speaking is really annoying, don’t you know?
"You, you..." Julian’s whole body was still stiff. After stamring for a long ti, his eyes pleadingly fell on Charles Seymour, realizing... his uncle wasn’t even looking at him.
Ugh!
Does ignoring him now an it’s over?
Don’t think he doesn’t know who was trying to kill him with their eyes just now!
He’s already seen through his uncle’s disguise!
Humph!
"Your auntie is asking you a question," Charles finally spoke up, but his words almost choked Julian to death.
He had completely forgotten what he was going to say because his uncle scared it out of him, okay?
This is no way to bully soone!
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