Chapter 39

Mr. King spoke, his voice still cold and thin. "If you don't hear clearly, don't go," An Taotao shakes his head and tightens his grip on Mr. King's sleeve. "No, I just heard it loud and clear. Isn't it true that Mr. King agrees? Mr. King, as far as I'm aware, you're the finest." Her tiny, lovely lips seemed to be able to boast of heaven.

Mr. King's eyes are a little deeper. He is aware of An Taotao's tricks, and he is also aware that such praise cannot be given from the heart. He, on the other hand, simply accepts it. He can be patient all the time as long as she doesn't do something deviant. Mr. King's thoughts are unknown to An Taotao. She has been overflowing with joy.