Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre was very unfamiliar with women's stuff, nor did he pay much attention to it.

"Are you done with your makeup?" He asked.

The moment he saw Mia, he knew exactly what she had been up to in the bathroom.

Despite his cluelessness about such things, his eyes weren't just for show. He could see that Mia's hair had been styled and her lip color had changed. Mia sat down next to him, "Honey, does this makeup suit me?"

Andre always kept his cool and was not one to lavish praise on his subordinates. His highest form of approval was a simple "Not bad."

But Mia was not one of his subordinates, and his "Not bad" had a different connotation for her.

"Don't you like it? I'll go take it off and redo it."

"You look beautiful, really beautiful." Andre grabbed Mia's hand to stop her from running off.

"If you touch up your makeup again, these flowers will pale in comparison."

Mia glanced at the vibrant flowers on the table, then thought about what Andre had said.

She laughed, "I find that older men are more sincere in complimenting their wives than young ones."

Mr. Cedillo felt at a loss after being teased about his age.

Mia sat across from Andre, holding a bunch of flowers, posing for him to take a picture.

When a man took a picture, any action would do, so don't expect the photo to be clear.

When the blurry image was sent out, Mars asked in the group chat, "Mr. Cedillo, who is this in the photo?"

"It's Mia and the flowers she gave me." Mr. Cedillo replied.

Conner chipped in, "Get a new phone; the clarity of the photo is horrendous. If you're short on cash, I can help you out."

The other two friends also agreed with Conner and Mars.

After a girl took a photo, it needed filters, retouching, beautifying, and editing before it could be shared.

Mia, being a young girl, had high expectations for her photos.

me see if the photo you took is good.

sent it; you look

Mia was even more

his phone so Mia could look at their chat history, but all she saw was a blurry

"Honey, where's the photo?"

the one I just

phone for Andre to see, "This

Cedillo nodded

she couldn't

coughed awkwardly, "I think it's

couldn't help but laugh when

in the business field, but when it came to taking photos, even an eight-year-old could take better shots. "Mr. Cedillo, Mrs. Cedillo, how about I

Andre's photography skills were a waste of

looked at the manager next to her, "Can you take photos? If another blurry photo is taken, I'm not paying

stars in the sky, Mrs.

and she somewhat angrily handed the phone to the restaurant

take a beautiful picture for me; I don't care how Mr. Cedillo looks in the photo. It's fine,

the dissatisfaction in

their interaction

said, "Mr. Andre, could you sit behind Mrs.

Her expression was like she had just eaten a

and sat on the side of Mia as the manager instructed. His long arm was draped over her shoulder, and

shoot, Mia temporarily put

slightly tilted her head towards Andre,

hand with her

to Mia after taking them, "Mrs.

at them and found

then handed the phone to Andre, "Resend a picture of us to the group

eyes, Andre sent a clear

to switch phones, Mr. Cedillo, as expected of you. Whether

part; this is a group photo. Have we had a group

Mrs. Cedillo's face; she's really pretty. Mr. Cedillo, you've really snagged yourself a

to prepare the food and sat next to Andre, watching their friends

honey, I really like Mars. He's really