"Eat, eat, of course eat!" Sophie Walyon finally ca to this villa; there’s no way she’d return easily.
Grabbing the fork, she buried her head and started eating quickly.
Slurping loudly as if afraid Watt Bennet would find an excuse to kick her out for not eating ’tastily’ enough.
While eating, she couldn’t forget to chatter, "How long have you two been together? For my sister-in-law to like Brother Watt so quickly, you must have so exceptional qualities, right?"
Watt Bennet thought, none of your business!
Just eat!
But Watt knew why Sophie ca with them to the villa.
Her younger brother missed his brother, so he followed soone similar to Adrian Walyon.
Despite this, Watt felt a little sorry for Sophie, and for once today, refrained from being sarcastic.
"Indeed, I have plenty of exceptional qualities." His lips curled coldly, and he suddenly laughed; the smile was quite alluring.
Sumr Sutton’s gaze happened to sweep in his direction, noticing the smile at the corner of his mouth, and her face showed so embarrassnt.
No need to guess; she knew Watt’s words weren’t anything good.
As expected, Watt followed up with, "For example, I’m full of energy and have an excellent physique!"
Sophie Walyon didn’t understand the double aning of these words, she just said "Oh," without having much reaction.
On the contrary, Sumr’s face turned as red as if about to catch fire.
Sumr glared at him fiercely, kicked him under the table, signaling him to shut up.
Watt acted as if he didn’t notice, slowly adding, "And for example, my face is handso, easy on the eyes, and durable in every way."
Sophie understood this, unlike the previous statent.
"Handso face, huh?" With a lifted little head, Sophie smiled and said, "Whether it’s handso or not needs verification; my sister-in-law’s opinion alone doesn’t count."
He reached out his hand, even wanting to take off Watt’s mask.
"With your preschool-level aesthetics?" Watt snorted gently, brushed off his reaching hand.
"Hah, what’s wrong with my taste? My taste is quite good! You’re afraid I won’t approve of you?" Sophie scoffed, particularly dismissive of his words.
Watt wasn’t annoyed, instead he chuckled.
"I only like won. Do I need approval from a little brat like you?"
Sophie was stumped, montarily at a loss for a coback.
"Eat your noodles!" Watt handed her the fork again, continuing to urge her.
After the three finished their late-night snack downstairs, Watt was ready to take Sumr upstairs directly, but Sophie was happily trailing behind.
Watt blocked her at the staircase, standing in front and refusing to let her pass, "Where are you going?"
"Upstairs to sleep!" Sophie answered matter-of-factly.
"Sleep on the couch!" Watt gestured towards the living room.
"Why?" Sophie questioned confusedly.
Watt’s lips curled coldly as he said plainly, "Because if you stay on the sa floor, you’re too much in the way."
Sophie wasn’t even slightly embarrassed; her expression didn’t change, "What does that matter? I’ll close my eyes as if I haven’t seen anything!"
Trying to bypass Watt, she wanted to continue upstairs, but Watt picked her up and deposited her directly on the couch.
"Either the couch or I’ll have soone send you back! Choose!"
Standing tall beside her, Watt looked at her coldly.
With a pout, Sophie showed so dissatisfaction but had no choice in the matter.
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