Chapter 185


    After a while, Mia suddenly remembered something and asked, “Hey babe, Newton was the one who


    got hit by an apple, right?”


    Mr. Cedillo, "…Mia, how did you do in high school?”


    “What does that have to do with anything?”


    Mr. Cedillo shook his head, more curious about how she got into Havenbrook University.


    “Did you cheat on your exams?”


    Mia shook her head innocently, her voiceced with a hint of grievance, "Nah, I wouldn''t dare to cheat."


    Andre figured that Mia''s eptance into university was sheer luck. Otherwise, any general knowledge


    questions in exams would have her mentally cursing the test makers.


    He didn''t want Mia involved in his search for his sister. She would inevitably bring her own feelings into


    it because of her rtionship with Jade. But he did indeed see that bite mark. If Jade was really his


    sister, Mia would be in a fix.


    Andre said, “Come on, let''s go out.”


    “Just to be clear, darling, I''m not down for art exhibitions, museums, or creative parks.”


    Andre, "…How about desserts?”


    Mia cheerfully linked her arm with her husband''s, resting her head on his shoulder. “Oh, you''re the


    best!”


    With Kittemia by his side, Andre found it hard not to smile. He took Mia''s hand and they left the


    After they left, Noah and Alice started chatting. “Alice, why does Mr. Cedillo always skip work whenever


    his wife shows up?”


    Alice, "Why are you asking me?”


    “Because you''re married.”


    Before Andre got married, he used to sleep in thepany sometimes. But now, once he saw his wife,


    work was thest thing on his mind. He waspletely neglecting his work; all he wanted was to go on


    dates with his wife.


    Alice, "Don''t assume all married people are the same. Mr. Cedillo is not ordinary, and we are just


    ordinary.”


    Andre took his wife to the dessert shop again. This irritated Hansen, who was at home. Heined


    about the irresponsible couple to his grandson for a long time.


    “Leo, take me to catch them.”


    Leo, ying on his phone, "Nah.”


    Hansen, "Hey, when we find them, I''ll beat them up for you.”


    Leo continued ying his racing game, and he said while looking at the screen, “Remembering I''m


    your grandson now? Toote.”


    He was so engrossed in the game, while Hansen, who was supposed to beining, suddenly got


    hooked. “...Left, you idiot, I said go left, give it to me.”


    Leo quickly hid his phone, “You can y on your own.”


    Hansen took out his phone, “Download it for me, I''ll y on yours first.”


    Leo refused, so Hansen tried to snatch it. He tried to snatch Leo''s phone, and Leo fell on the couch,


    “Mom, mom, grandpa''s trying to take my phone. Mom, help.”


    Naomi looked out the door, then pretended to see nothing and went back in.


    Leo: Why do I do this to myself!


    In the end, Hansen won. With the phone in his hand, he selected a motorcycle.


    “Don''t make me lose.”


    “No way, I was the coolest when I rode motorcycles in my youth.”


    As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a gunshot rang out on the phone screen, and the car


    controlled by Hansen immediately crashed into a wall.


    Both of them fell silent. Was this what you call cool?


    “You better give it back to me.” Leo took his phone back and started ying again.


    Hansen watched intently from the side, “Hurry up, overtake them.”


    Seeing that Leo didn''t overtake, he startedining, “Look at your pathetic skills, useless.”


    “Come on, if you''re so good, then you do it.”


    Hansen nced at the difficult racing track, having learned from his previous mistake. He backed off, “I


    don''t need to y, I''ll just give you some pointers from the side.”


    “I think you just don''t know how.”


    “Are you asking for a beating?”


    Hansen picked up his walking stick to threaten him.


    The two of them wouldn''t stop bickering, even over a game. The living room was filled with their


    arguments.


    Hansen loved to give advice, but every time it ended in failure, he still saw failure as the mother of


    sess and continued to instruct.


    In the end, the game ended, and Leo had dropped from level 8 to level 5. Both of them stared at the


    ranking and fell silent.


    At dinner, Hansen tried to appease Leo, “Leo…”


    “Don''t call me.”


    “We…”


    “Don''t drag me into it.”


    “No, this afternoon…”


    “No.”


    Every time Hansen tried to speak, he was interrupted by Leo.


    Naomi scolded her son for being disrespectful to his grandfather.


    "It''s okay, it''s okay, Naomi, don''t be angry. Leo is a good and respectful child. We shouldn''t always be


    scolding him. We only have this one child in our family." Hansen, now ying the role of a kindly


    grandfather, was defending Leo, aplete contrast to his behavior on the couch earlier.


    Mia and Andre returned from their date. She had a paper bowl in her hand, filled to the brim with


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    delicious food.


    “Dad, are you asleep?”


    Hansen pretended to be surprised,ing slowly down the stairs. “Well, look who decided toe


    back.”


    Mia tried to win him over, “It''s all Andre''s fault. Why did he have to take me to eat all this delicious


    food? Now I''m getting fat.”


    Hansen scoffed at Mia''s words.


    Mia held up her hand, “Guess what this is.”


    Hansen had already smelled it, but he yed hard to get and didn''t ask.


    Mia changed her shoes, walked over, and presented the variety of snacks she had bought with both


    hands. “Your son may not be considerate, but your daughter-inw is. Even though I ate a lot of


    delicious food when I was out, I thought of you with every bite, and I brought some back for you.”


    “That''s more like it.”


    Hansen took the food to the dining room. He started toin to Mia about how Leo was ignoring


    him.


    “You just eat, I''ll go deal with him for you.”


    Mia put on a show of rolling up her sleeves and going upstairs to find Leo.


    Hansen feltforted and started eating happily. Andre, the killjoy, reminded him, “Eat less, don''t end


    up in the hospital again tonight.”


    When they were out, he didn''t want Mia to buy so much, but he couldn''t control her. She would buy


    something delicious whenever she passed a booth. She came back only when she couldn''t carry all the


    things she bought for Hansen.


    "You''re such a buzzkill!"


    Andre awkwardly touched his nose, "These are all kid''s food, you''ll upset your stomach if you eat too


    much at your age. I''m going to prepare some diarrhea medicine for you tonight and put it on your


    bedside table."


    "Enough of that!"


    A call came on Andre''s phone. He gave his dad a worried look before heading upstairs with his phone.


    Mia went to y in Leo''s room again. As he passed by, he heardughtering from inside. Andre


    opened the door to his nephew''s bedroom and saw the excited Mia. He said, "It''s okay to y for a


    while, but go back early and get to bed early tonight."


    "Got it."


    Mia was like Andre''s daughter, ying with her friends outside and being reminded by her parents to


    <pe home early.