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.

shook her head,

"I'm here."

...

ferry. On the lake, a small two-story white boat slowly approached the shore. Henry,

off the boat, always dressed in a suit, even on weekends with friends. It seemed he was accustomed to

opened the door. "Daddy-" Henry's

came to see Dad." Andre

"Husband, I hope I'm not

faintly, "With me here, only others can disturb Mrs.

giggled, "Husband, keep a low profile. I'll enjoy myself in a bit. You do what

about five or six people inside.

fame, glad to finally see you today," joked a man nearby, noticing the curious Henry in Andre's arms. "Wow, today's a real treat to also

kind of fame of mine have

about his beloved wife at home. Just now, Andre saw you from afar and personally came down to greet you, even worried about you holding the child too

a cup of tea, "Try this, the tea is bitter but refreshing, perfect for cooling

anything, watched her

turned back, speaking gently, "You can't drink this. Let me make you a bottle

to prepare it while the group

did you have for lunch?"

paid, Molly and I didn't hold back on choosing

twinkled with amusement, "The old

he's the chairman, he can afford

chatting through lunch, the boat reached the center of the serene lake, its green waters shimmering. Mia admired the scenery around her,

was in his father's arms at the bow, among a group fishing, nestled

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 the price of fish, from droughts and floods to unexplored territories. Perhaps a single conversation could lead to a contract worth

his father, "Dad, ah~" "Finished? Sit up and join Dad

for a while, Mia came to take her son, though Henry was

the excessive flattery from the back, chose