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,

shook her

"I'm here."

...

Henry, having had his nap, was woken up by his mother

suit, even on weekends with friends. It

walked straight to the car and opened the door. "Daddy-"

you came to see Dad." Andre lifted

"Husband, I hope I'm not

me here, only others can disturb

keep a low profile. I'll enjoy myself in a bit. You do what

about five or six

man nearby, noticing the curious

unembarrassed, joked naturally, "What kind of fame of mine have you all

your way of keeping your husband in line. Now, when Andre is out, nine out of ten sentences are about his beloved wife

the tea table, Andre poured his wife a cup of tea, "Try this, the tea is bitter but

anything, watched her

can't drink this. Let me make you a

he went to prepare it while the group engaged Mia in

have for

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

twinkled with amusement, "The old

the chairman, he

the serene lake, its green waters shimmering. Mia admired the scenery around her, and soon, many

father's arms at the bow, among a group 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 from international affairs to

fully engaged, watching over his bottle, and after finishing his formula, he looked up at his father, "Dad, ah~" "Finished? Sit up and join Dad in fishing." Andre set his son on his lap, both in matching postures,

to take her son, though Henry

excessive flattery from the back, chose