For a long while,
She covered her little mouth, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Young Master Julion is the handsomest boy I have ever seen, without a doubt... If I could be promised to him in a child's betrothal, I think I would... wake up laughing from my dreams... hehehe..."
"Shameless," Julion snorted coldly through his nose.
"You little rascal, what did you say!"
Corey was very dissatisfied with his son's behavior, looking at how open and bold Sophie was, how different children educated in Western culture were, they said whatever they were thinking!
Hmm.
In Corey's eyes, that was being forthright.
It was a compliment.
"Uncle Corey, Young Master Julion didn't say anything, why are you angry?"
Sophie Foster giggled, her sparkling big eyes blinking at Julion, as if to say, we're on the same side, I'll help you.
But Julion ignored it all.
