Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 443: Sold

Chapter 443: Sold

Translator: Henyee Translations      Editor: Henyee Translations

In the dressing room, Sara said as she wiped Amelia’s face. Amelia’s face was black from her rubbing and she was pouting for her to wipe it. When she heard this, she even shook her head and said seriously, “Sister Sara, this is a lawful society. You have to pay attention to the law, understand?”

Sara was amused. Such a young child talking to her about the law with a serious expression. She was really too cute! She tapped Amelia’s little nose. “Why are you so cute? Are you selling such a cute child? I’ll pay a billion!”

Amelia’s eyes lit up. She thought for a moment and said, “How should I sell myself? Do you want me to go home with you? Or can I come to the production team to see you? When you pay, can I count the money myself?” If she only came to visit when Sara was working, then she could do it! If she earned a

billion yuan, then Eldest Uncle would not have to work so hard!

Sara:

Mrs. Walton and Chris were speechless. Was this what it meant to help someone count their money after being sold?

Sara couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “I’m just joking with you, little money-grubber! In the future, if anyone tells you that, you have to say you’re not for sale, understand?”

After a while, their faces were wiped clean. Mrs. Walton looked at the time and said it was time to go home.

Amelia seized the moment to ask Sara, “Sister Sara, the ghosts you’re talking about aren’t real ghosts, right?”

Sara: “Of course. It’s just a name for the invasion army.” After a pause, she added, “There are no ghosts in this world!”

Chris stared straight ahead.

William remained silent.

Amelia started to say something, then asked, “Then, Sister Sara, will you be afraid if you see a ghost?”

Sara said, “That depends on the ghost.” Amelia asked, “Female ghost?”

Sara said, “Then I’ll whistle and pounce!”

Amelia:

Chris:

William: “… You’re a real warrior!”

Mrs. Walton came up and took Amelia’s hand. She smiled. “Sorry to trouble you.”

Sara stood quickly. “It’s no trouble, no trouble. I like Mia, too.”

Mrs. Walton nodded. “Then we’ll go back first.’

Sara waved her hand and watched Amelia get into the car and leave reluctantly.

Suddenly, she remembered that she did not ask for Amelia’s contact number!

Oh no, oh no, such a cute child, she actually forgot to take a photo with her! Even a photo of Mia was fine!

Sara’s gaze turned and landed on Chris. She ran over with her phone. “Mr. Walton, let’s add each other on WeChat? Speaking of which, we’ve worked together for so long, but I haven’t gotten your contact number!”

There was a large group chat in the production team. Usually, if they had anything to say, they would say it in the group. Sara and Chris weren’t personal WeChat friends.

Chris was sitting in his seat and reading a script. When he heard this, he pushed up the frame of his gla.s.ses on the bridge of his nose and said lazily, “Sure.”

Then, he successfully added her as a friend on WeChat.

Sara thanked him politely and went to sit at the side. After getting Chris’s WeChat, Sara immediately opened his WeChat Moments and read more than ten messages in a row. They were all promotions for business cooperation. She was a little indignant. How could Chris hold back from posting on his WeChat Moments when he had such a cute kid at home?

At the same time, Chris also glanced at his cell phone. His slender fingers casually clicked on Sara’s Moments. Usually, she would take revenge. If someone slapped her twice, she would feel like she had suffered a loss. Her Moments were actually filled with cute cats and dogs? And rabbits? In just a few Moments, it could be seen that Sara liked cute things. She had seven or eight cats at home. There were black, yellow, white, and flowers. She also liked to watch anime. No wonder she liked Mia so much.

Chris put his phone away nonchalantly and prepared for the next scene. At this moment, he saw Sara bury her head and secretly scrolling through his Moments?

Chris:

On the other side, Amelia had just returned home when she saw Harper coming down the stairs. He pretended not to care as he pa.s.sed by with a gla.s.s of water. Then he sat on the sofa with Amelia.

Amelia asked curiously, “Brother Harper, what’s wrong?”

Harper said, “I’ve thought about it seriously. I think I like the crystal tower-shaped tomb.” After a pause, he added, “It’s best if you engrave the three letters MVP on it for me.

Amelia:

William: ‘I???” No, was Harper’s reflex arc so long? He only reacted to what they were talking about yesterday just now?