Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia came clean, "Molly was about to get into a fight, and as her best friend, I had to have her back."

Andre raised an eyebrow, "Why was she fighting?"

"You'd have to ask her. I just got a few people together, I wasn't even there. Last night, you were still holding me close, remember?" Andre: "..."

Andre's deep-set eyes focused on his wife's chubby cheeks.

Thinking about the list his assistant gave him earlier, Andre shifted in his seat, questioning, "You sure know how to pick them, huh? Almost half of the top 40 fighters from The Silent Ring."

Mia looked down, mumbling, "If we're going to fight, we need the best, can't have amateurs getting beaten up, right?"

Andre, hearing her clearly, was once again left speechless.

After a moment, Andre asked, "She asked you to find people, why didn't she do it herself?"

Mia's chest puffed up with pride, "Well, she's not as famous as I am. When 'Auntie' here sends out a call, the fighters line up to sign up. Molly is just a small fry in The Silent Ring, she doesn't have much pull. Her calls get ignored. But when I send out a call, the system automatically boosts it to the top!"

Even while admitting her mistake, she made sure her husband knew just how influential she was in The Silent Ring.

Mrs. Cedillo's pride lasted all but two seconds before her husband's comment deflated her.

Andre: "If you're so great, you can finish your thesis on your own."

"I can't! Babe, I'm just a nobody."

Andre snorted, and Mia quickly tried to appease him, "Honey, I'm not great at all. My husband is the greatest man in the world."

Andre's lips curved up, waiting to see what else she would say.

"To me, my husband is my everything. In his eyes, I'm just a trashy little treasure."

eyebrow: Oh,

on her kitty charm to win him over. Mia's first

tanked. In my mind, 1+1=3. With my current brainpower, how can I write a thesis? You can't just leave me

get his wife to graduate. How embarrassing." Mia mimicked gossiping with a pointed finger. Andre, his arm around her

you plus one

she had known, she would have said "1+1=100," but she couldn't possibly have 99

work, she'll have to come up

keep their word will

it

you go broke, I'll take our son and

on the business emperor's last nerve. Andre's smile faded, his gaze sharp,

was so intimidated by her husband's aura that she couldn't meet

lip, not daring

firm slap landed on her

weakly, "I did." After that, she continued to bite her lips, playing

Mia's nature. In less

an excuse to

in the delivery room? Ha, Mia

even a month had passed, the

brain was spinning rapidly. In the end, she held her husband's hand that had just spanked her, negotiating, "Honey, I'll give up my daily gifts, okay? You write it for me." Andre withdrew

go all out, "Then I've already done it, you can just beat me up

his eyes, "Leo was

bit her tongue, feeling sorry

for a few seconds,

punishment, it's for your

a small, insignificant thing, a light punishment is enough. If

you can't control me, who knows if one day I might kill someone or start a fire, get into a fight or cause trouble, right? So this time, you can't punish me too severely, you have to keep a hold on my 'lifeline,' so I'll behave in the future and not dare to cause any trouble." Andre listened to Little Mia's earnest analysis. If he

want, I'll clean up after you. But, you still have to