"Ah ah ah... Meeting the parents shouldn't I dress up a bit and prepare properly?" Sophie Wilson scratched her head. They were just going out for a meal, and she hadn't put on any makeup deliberately, her clothes were also very casual.
Knowing that Sophie Wilson didn't actually mind meeting them, Charles Seymour was relieved. He reached out and gently ruffled her hair, "It's perfect this way."
"Stop messing around!" Sophie Wilson said angrily, slapping Charles Seymour's hand, "I wasn't even dressed up, and now you're messing up my hair. How am I supposed to meet your grandfather like this?"
Saying that, Sophie Wilson hurriedly took out a compact mirror and started tidying herself up.
Watching Sophie Wilson fussing around, Charles Seymour felt delighted inside.
Was it because she valued him so much that she wanted to leave a good impression on his grandfather?
No matter if that was the answer or not, Charles Seymour decided it was.
He only accepted that answer!
Just like that!
