Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!

Chapter 782: Eyelids Keep twitching

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Are you going today?” It was rare for Alex to not go for a run and come down from upstairs. Last night, his daughter had heated up the food and waited for him to come back. Unfortunately, she was already asleep when he came back.

“Daddy!” Amelia’s eyes lit up. Before she could pounce on him, Alex scooped her up. “Let’s go. Daddy will drive you there. Your eldest uncle can’t do it in such heavy snow.”

George glanced up at Alex.

After breakfast, George, Alex, and Ling, plus Amelia and Amelia, went out. Emma made a fuss and wanted to go with them, but Mrs. Walton wouldn’t allow it. She said that the snow outside was too heavy and she went to cause trouble.

Harper stood at the door with a thick notebook in his hand. He instructed, “Come back early. I’ve made an upgrade guide for you.”

William held Ling’s hand and went out. Lucas stood at the door coolly with his hands in his pockets. William raised his eyebrows. “Lucas, are you sure you don’t want to go? If you want to go, just say it. Isn’t it normal for children to like to follow their mothers? Or do you want to follow your sister?”

Lucas sneered. “It’s none of your business!”

Alex picked Amelia up and walked towards the car. “Let’s go!”

Amelia giggled.

“Come back early,” Mrs. Walton reminded George. “Remember to put gloves on Mia. Don’t freeze.”

George nodded.

Mrs. Walton smiled and watched. Amelia was wearing a black down jacket with a pink hat decorated with a furry white rabbit. She looked fragrant, sweet, and soft. Before the car drove away, Amelia even stuck out of the window and raised her small face to wave at Mrs. Walton. Mrs. Walton waved back, but when she saw the car disappear at the end of the road, Mrs. Walton’s eyelids twitched for some reason.

“What’s going on ” Mrs. Walton muttered. “My eyelids keep twitching. Is everything okay ”

Mr. Walton was watching the news at the side and said, “What can happen? George is watching. Alex is also here. You’re worrying for nothing.”

Mrs. Walton’s eyelids were still twitching, making her feel inexplicably uneasy. She was not even in the mood to strike Mr. Walton. She called George worriedly. “It’s snowing and slippery. Tell Alex to drive carefully.”

George’s voice came. “Don’t worry, Alex knows what he’s doing.” He was more careful than anyone else in the car.

Mrs. Walton nodded and thought for a moment before saying, “Come back early. Watch Mia. It’s too cold. Don’t let the two children get out of the car.”

George grunted and hung up.

Amelia asked, “What’s wrong with Grandma?”

George turned to look at her and said, “It’s fine.”

The car stopped by the roadside at the foot of the barren mountain. This place was relatively remote, and there were few people walking. There was no one specially to shovel the snow. After getting out of the car, she had to walk the road to the foot of the barren mountain. Ling got out of the car first. Amelia leaned against the window of the SUV and waved at her. “Aunt, come back quickly. Be careful!”

Ling nodded as he walked forward. In the end, she slipped and rolled into the snow.

William:

George:

William hurriedly wanted to get out of the car, but George had already opened the car door and said, “Don’t get out. The snow is too deep.” His legs were long, and he could step on the snow, but his black coat was stained with snow.

“Can you get up?” George reached out.

Lying in the snow, Ling looked straight at him and suddenly said, “Oyster ”

George: “???” Oysters? She wanted oysters? He grabbed one of Ling’s hands and pulled her up. “I’ll get someone to make them for you when we get back.”

Ling frowned and tried her best to recall. She repeated, “Wash ” She looked at the tall man in front of her. Snowflakes landed on his hair, but he frowned slightly and still did not understand her words.

Ling tried again and finally said the two words she wanted to say: “I like ”

George was slightly stunned. Ling had a pale but beautiful face in front of him. Her black curly eyelashes were blinking slightly. It was still difficult for her to speak, but she was also working hard. She reached out as if she wanted to give him something.

George subconsciously raised his hand and saw that she had placed a handful of snow mixed with mud in his palm. It was a little dirty. Ling tried her best to repeat, “I like!” She looked at him and enunciated clearly. She said with certainty, “I  like  you!”