Chapter 70: Showy

"Willa!"

Sterling Kingston's voice traveled inside from the outside.

Willow Avery instinctively wanted to slide out from Julian Kingston's embrace, but the man clamped around her waist a step ahead.

"Quite afraid?"

Willow nodded honestly: "My grandmother is your father's ex-wife. Your two older brothers are my biological uncles. The relationship is truly a bit chaotic."

Moreover, it seemed her grandmother had mentioned before.

Julian had once called her godmother...

Wouldn't this mean, a son turned into a grandson-in-law?

In case this was brought into the open in the future, she wouldn't even know which side it would be better to appease first.

Looking at the young girl's slightly furrowed brow, Julian dotingly scraped her nose.

"You don't need to consider any of this."

After speaking, he stepped back, walked to the doorway, and opened the door.

He happened to run straight into Sterling.

"Why are you in Willa's room?"

Sterling's line of sight fell upon his tie: "You even put on such a pink tie."

"Taking a stroll."

Julian finished speaking and bypassed him to walk out.

The more Sterling thought about his tie, the more it felt off.

Turning his head to speak to the butler beside him: "Uncle Liu, go fetch another one for him. Why does it look so awkward to me?"

Coupled with that meticulously styled hair of his, he looked exactly like a peacock spreading its feathers.

"Master, this is you not understanding the trend," the butler said with plausibility, "This is called being showy."

Sterling: ?

"Is that a good word?"

"Of course," the butler nodded heavily, "It refers to a man being exceptionally handsome."

Julian, walking in front: "..."

It seemed today's banquet was handled entirely by the butler single-handedly.

With this perception of his...

Are we sure he won't stir up some kind of blunder?

...

Only after Julian had been gone for a while did Willow emerge from the room.

"Grandpa Sterling."

Seeing her, Sterling nodded his head in satisfaction: "Beautiful."

It was all to blame on that brat blocking things from the middle, otherwise Willa would have been his granddaughter long ago.

But there was no rush either; when he goes to the city this year, he will raise this matter properly.

When the time comes, everything will fall into place naturally.

Right now, it was better to do the proper business first.

"Willa, come over with me quickly."

Sterling said excitedly: "I see this batch of kids all look decent. See which one catches your eye, and develop things further."

"How about we just forget it?"

Willow felt she likely wouldn't change her mind anymore.

Looking at more men would be exactly the same.

"Why forget it? Looking doesn't cost money," Sterling feigned sadness, "A feast of handsome men grandpa specially prepared for you..."

The butler made a gesture of wiping tears: "For Miss Avery to not even spare a single glance, far too heartless..."

Willow: "..."

Fine, have a look.

Following behind Sterling, she exited the main building.

The Kingston Estate was a typical Chinese-style courtyard.

Rockeries, trees, streams, corridors, and gardens.

Meticulously arranged.

The area it occupied was also massive, so even though quite a lot of people had arrived at this moment, it still didn't appear crowded.

Seeing Sterling emerge, the crowd stepped forward one after another to greet him.

Sterling also introduced her to them: "This is Willow Avery, my granddaughter."

With these words falling, everyone understood his meaning.

If someone married Willow in the future, they would definitely obtain the assistance of the Kingston family.

Instantly, a pile of men squeezed forward.

"Miss Avery, I am the heir of the Lijia Group." "Look at me, I am handsome. Entering the entertainment industry, I’ll explode into popularity immediately." "I just started a company, a newcomer in the business world, a reserve for the Forbes list."

Willow was dazzled: "Haha."

She felt Julian still looked handsomer.

Fearing Willow would be embarrassed, Sterling pulled a group of young men and began filtering them.

"Is this one called a milk-pup?" Looks quite thoughtful.

"Is this one a wolf-pup?" Looks very energetic.

"How come a skinny dog even managed to enter? No way, no way."

Picking and choosing around, Sterling selected five. He then gave a massive wave of his hand toward Willow: "It doesn't matter if there aren't enough right now, more people will come in a bit."

Willow hurriedly shook her head: "No need, Grandpa Sterling." Far too terrifying.

...

Not far away.

Watching the situation over here, Julian couldn't resist narrowing his eyes.

The young girl was surrounded right in the middle by several men. She had even flashed a smile toward one of them.

Footsteps preceded thoughts. He walked toward that direction.

"What are you chatting about?"

The man's aura was far too intense, reducing the presence of the other few people by quite a lot the moment he appeared.

Catching sight of Julian, Willow secretly let out a breath of relief, standing a bit closer to his side. Toward these unfamiliar men, she wasn't quite able to cope.

"What do you care what we are chatting about," Sterling didn't conceal his disdain in the slightest, "Go play by yourself over on the side."

He was just seeing progress here, yet he purely came to cause chaos.

Julian swept a glance across the surrounding men. Quite good, not a single one could compare to him.

Turning his gaze sideways to look at the somewhat constrained young girl, he spoke: "For you to find a boyfriend for Willa, it must take me as the standard."

Sterling? "What standard of yours?" Full of matters, speaking in a way that invites dislike, and might even like men. Just thinking about it was terrifying.

He waved his hand decisively: "If Willa looks for a boyfriend like you, she counts as completely finished."

Julian: ?

"Alright, don't be a hindrance here," Sterling said, and suddenly recalling his son also needed to find a partner, he spoke to the crowd: "This is my third son, Julian. Have a look at him as you please."

His tone was as casual as selling cabbages. He then pulled Willow toward another pile of people to look for a boyfriend again.

Julian pinched his knuckles. Irritable in his heart.

Before he had the capacity to follow them, a pile of women swarmed up. His line of sight instantly turned cold: "Move aside."

"Mr. Kingston, can we not get to know each other?"

Julian spat out three words: "No necessity."

Someone furrowed her brow: "But doesn't Old Mr. Kingston's meaning precisely involve having you select a marriage alliance partner?"

"Already have one."

Julian finished speaking and left directly. The remaining people looked at each other.

The birthday banquet hadn't even begun yet, and he had already found the person of his choice? There was no telling who it was.

Very soon, this matter traveled to Sterling's ears. Sterling was angry to no end. He didn't celebrate a birthday every single day. Possessing only this one opportunity in a year. Gathering everyone together, was it easy for him?

"Willa, you stay here for a bit first, I'll go check on your uncle."

"Okay." Willow responded.

Sitting inside the pavilion, her line of sight followed Sterling. And then she saw him dragging Julian, beginning to introduce people for him to get to know. Compared to Sterling being passionately enthusiastic, the man was clearly lacking much interest. Furrowing his brow from time to time, and occasionally running into someone he truly couldn't decline, he would merely exchange a couple of words of social pleasantries.

Willow stared fixedly. All along, there had been no women by Julian's side. She had also never seriously considered whether her feelings toward him were deep or shallow. But at this moment, she seemed to understand.

She liked him very much. Liked him so much that she wanted his eyes to hold her alone.

The emotions that had been overlooked by her previously grew wildly at this exact instant. She stood up, walking toward the position where the man was located.