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."

raised an eyebrow: Oh, trash can be a

arms, turning on her kitty charm to

I'm only dumb because I've been pregnant, my IQ has tanked. In my mind, 1+1=3. With my current brainpower, how can I write a thesis? You

say behind your back, 'Look at Andre, no matter how rich or capable he is, he couldn't even get his wife to graduate. How embarrassing." Mia mimicked gossiping with a pointed finger. Andre, his arm around her waist, watched the dramatic Mia on his lap,

you plus one me equals a family

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

work, she'll

keep

"Let it

our son and marry another

smile faded, his gaze sharp, his face serious as he stared at his

was so intimidated by her husband's

lip, not daring

a firm slap landed on

"I did." After that, she continued

write her thesis because he knew Mia's nature. In less than half a year, she would certainly stir up

the time comes, he could pick any trouble as an

delivery room? Ha, Mia

now, before even a month had passed, the

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?

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

his eyes, "Leo was

her

was quiet for a few seconds, Mia changed her strategy,

your punishment, it's

is enough. If you use such a severe punishment now, you

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 could be persuaded by her, his title

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