Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia knew exactly what Naomi was up to, but she kept quiet. Molly knew too, and she didn't say a word either. Leo, the most aware of all, was the least inclined to speak up.

Only Anya, naive and inexperienced, thought her great-aunt simply wanted to give her parents a gift. She politely said, "Uncle, Aunt, I'm already causing enough trouble staying at your place. No need to send gifts to my parents. It should be our family giving gifts to you." Leo placed a piece of salmon on Anya's plate, "We've already bought it, just take it back with you. No need for formalities."

"Chad-"

A straightforward man urged, "Come on, eat up. No point just calling my name; it won't fill you up."

Naomi chuckled, "Anya, don't be so polite with your great-aunt. One of these days, your uncle, your grandfather, and I will visit your parents."

"Ah?"

Mia and Molly exchanged glances and stifled their laughter.

By the end of the meal, Anya was utterly confused.

As they were leaving, Mia called her husband, who knew her location and planned to come over. Mia took her still-sleeping son, "I won't go to Leo's place then, I'll just meet my husband."

Hansen declared, "I'm full and satisfied. Time to go home, play some video games, and then sleep." Naomi and Bruce naturally had to accompany Hansen back.

Molly linked arms with Chad, "Shopping spree on Chad's dime."

The family tacitly left the young couple alone, knowing Anya would leave tomorrow. They wanted to give them some alone time this afternoon.

Chad, with his arm around his little wife, announced, "Then we're off."

Shortly after, Andre's car pulled up. The driver stepped out, "Ma'am, the president sent me to pick you and Henry up for the ferry."

Mia got into the car with her son.

After seeing off the rest of the family, only the young couple remained at the door. "Chad, what are we going to do?"

down, holding Anya's hand, "Come on, I'll take you ice skating. Ever

her head,

"I'm here."

...

ferry. On the lake, a small two-story white boat slowly approached the shore. Henry, having had his nap, was woken up by his mother and looked around in confusion at the

the boat, always dressed in a suit, even on weekends with

door. "Daddy-" Henry's clear call instantly

Son, you came to see Dad." Andre lifted his

stepped out, "Husband, I hope I'm not disturbing

others can disturb Mrs. Cedillo's enjoyment.

fluttered with joy, she giggled, "Husband, keep a low profile. I'll enjoy

bringing his wife and son onto the boat, they found about five or six people inside. Mia didn't

today," joked a man nearby, noticing the curious Henry in Andre's

joked naturally, "What kind of fame

sentences are about his beloved wife at home. Just now,

tea table, Andre poured his wife a cup of tea,

mom eat or drink anything, watched her mouth like

drink this. Let me make

while the group engaged Mia in casual conversation, trying

for lunch?" Andre asked

went to Majestic Dining Enclave. Dad paid, Molly and I didn't hold back

amusement, "The old man must be feeling the

chairman, he can afford it,"

waters shimmering. Mia admired the scenery around her, and soon, many of the people who had

arms at the bow, among a group fishing, nestled against

fishing wasn't in the catch but in the comfort of the chairs, the only difference being Andre multitasking as a doting father. Discussions ranged

his bottle, and after finishing his formula, he looked up at his father, "Dad, ah~" "Finished? Sit up and

while, Mia came to take her son, though

tired of the excessive flattery from the back, chose