"Kiana, I said that I would only choose the winner to be your husband after the competition is over! Now that you behave like that, it makes it very difficult for me." King Landhar III's gaze looked back and forth between his daughter and Watson. On the surface, he sighed, but in his heart, he was overjoyed.
Kiana's standards for men were very high. Ever since she was young, no one had ever caught Kiana's eye. Initially, he was worried that Kiana did not like Watson? It seemed like it was for naught.
No, King Landhar III felt like he still had to worry about one thing. Watson, that little brat, did not play by the rules. Maybe Kiana liked him, but he might not like Kiana.
"Father, I really like that young man. I can't wait any longer. Can't you make an exception?" Kiana shook King Landhar III's hand coquettishly.
"Watson, you heard Kiana. What do you think about that?"
