Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Best Boyfriend
"How come? We all seriously voted for you!" Sophie Wilson said firmly.
These fans are quite serious!
Please don’t say any more!
Julian Campbell really wanted to shout loudly; he didn’t want to die young!
Can’t you see the murderous intent in Charles Seymour’s eyes is almost becoming tangible?
"Do you think he’s the best boyfriend?" Charles Seymour turned his head, looked at Sophie Wilson with a half-smile.
The fury in his heart was enough to destroy the heavens and earth!
His woman thinks someone else is the best boyfriend!
Humph.
Fine!
Great!
"Yeah." Sophie Wilson nodded, too excited upon seeing her idol whom she liked for two lifetimes, not noticing the subtle change in someone’s emotions.
"Unfortunately, he can’t become your boyfriend. After all, you are a generation apart." Charles Seymour "graciously" introduced, "Julian Campbell, this is your aunt Sophie Wilson."
A-aunt?
Sophie Wilson almost spat out.
Julian Campbell, as if granted amnesty, quickly shouted: "Hello, Aunt!"
Aunt is fine, as long as calling once doesn’t kill!
Even if he’s crazy, he wouldn’t dare to compete with his own uncle for a girlfriend.
Sophie Wilson reached out in shock, pointing at Julian Campbell and then pointing at Charles Seymour; aren’t these two almost the same age?
"Aunt, I’m truly honored that you like my songs. Aunt, let me know next time you come to my concert, and I’ll save you the best seat tickets. Aunt, I even have CDs here to give you."
Julian Campbell called her Aunt so eagerly.
Not eager won’t work; he’s afraid his little uncle would misunderstand.
He really, really, really is very innocent.
God knows how his usually aloof little uncle, whom not even the family would talk to, suddenly has a girlfriend, but he knows one thing—clearing up any confusion.
Anyone who breaks through his little uncle’s storm circle, pulled into his little uncle’s vicinity as an aunt, must be incredibly important.
He absolutely cannot let his little uncle misunderstand anything about Aunt having any ideas towards him—even a fan’s admiration for an idol makes him tremble in fear.
Didn’t you see his little uncle’s face just now... it was chilling...
Julian Campbell truly wanted to cry but had no tears. Who did he provoke?
"Really?" Hearing there’s a CD, Sophie Wilson looked at Julian Campbell excitedly.
"Really, truer than gold." Julian Campbell quickly called his manager, taking Sophie Wilson to the room next door to choose CDs.
Seeing Sophie Wilson so cheerful, Charles Seymour’s eyes dimmed a bit, slowly releasing his fingers, feeling as if something in his heart was cruelly dug out.
The fingers that just released suddenly tightened again. Charles Seymour lowered his head, clearly feeling Sophie Wilson pinch his hand. When he looked down, he saw her smiling at him: "I’m going to the next room to pick a CD, I’ll come back to find you."
Come back to find you... these four words instantly filled the emptiness in his heart, the corners of Charles Seymour’s mouth slightly lifted, and he nodded: "No rush, take your time choosing."
"Okay." Sophie Wilson nodded and then followed the manager out.
As the door closed, Julian Campbell let out a sigh of relief, the temperature returned to normal, he had, miraculously, saved his life.
"Little Uncle, why did you come?" Julian Campbell subconsciously asked.
This little uncle of his hadn’t lived at home for a long time, even during holidays when they gathered at the old house, he was rarely seen.
If it weren’t for his little uncle’s unforgettable aura and perfect appearance, he might not recognize him upon meeting.