Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 432: Is This a Hint?

Chapter 432: Is This a Hint?

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Sara Miller, the female lead of this television drama, had a fake smile on her face. She imitated Julia’s tone and said, “Aiyo, Julia wants to treat us to milk tea? But there’s no need. Yesterday, I realized that I was already 45 kilograms and had gained another half kilogram. I can’t drink milk tea anymore.” Julia’s tone was embarra.s.sed. “Alright, alright. What about Mr. Walton?”

Chris didn’t even look up. “No need.”

Julia bit her lip and was about to say something when Sara pointed at the script and said in surprise, “Wow, Mr. Walton, you’ll be cuckolded in the scene later. What should we do? I don’t know how to act in this part!” She leaned over. “Mr. Walton, teach me! Aiyo, why don’t I know anything? I’m so stupid.”

Chris: ‘

Julia had to walk away.

At the same time, the moment Julia left, Sara’s expression changed and she rolled her eyes. “Green Tea B*tch! Bah!”

Chris was speechless. Were all women so quick to change their att.i.tudes?

At this moment, Chris’s a.s.sistant came over and said that someone was visiting. Before Chris could react, he saw a little girl in green jump into his arms like a small cannonball. “Fourth Uncle!” Amelia happily held up a straw bag. “Mia is here to give you a straw bag!’

Chris looked at Amelia’s green clothes. In addition to her dress, hair clips, and shoes, even the straw bag in her hand was green… and there was a green parrot standing on her shoulder.

Chris: “…” Was she hinting at something? But he didn’t even have a girlfriend!

Amelia saw that Chris was holding the straw bag but did not take the next step. She said, “Fourth Uncle, put it on quickly and hang it around your neck!” After saying that, she even tiptoed with difficulty, wanting to hang the straw bag around Chris’s neck.

Chris’s mouth twitched. “Thank you, Mia, but Fourth Uncle has to film, so it’s not convenient for me to wear it.” He would never wear such a green thing. At most, he would carry it with him in his bag.

Chris handed the bag to his a.s.sistant for safekeeping.

Amelia nodded. “Alright, but Fourth Uncle, remember to wear it after filming. The Ghost Gate opens on the 14th of July. We’re about to arrive. There are more and more ghosts on the streets. This straw bag made by Mia can ward off evil spirits!”

Chris said decisively, “Wait, give me the straw bag.”

The a.s.sistant:

Chris pinned the straw bag to his belt without changing his expression. He

even tied it twice to ensure that it wouldn’t fall. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Chris said shamelessly, “My Mia made it and specially sent it to me. I can’t let her down.”

Mrs. Walton’s mouth twitched. Everyone was speechless. Mr. H/alton, you didn’t say that just now! You said that it was inconvenient to wear it when filming!

William looked at Chris with an expression that said, “I’ve already seen through you.” Parrot Seven shook its head and shouted, “If you’re afraid, just say it. What excuse…”

Chris: ‘

Julia seized the opportunity and immediately came over with a cup of milk tea. “Wow, it’s Mia! I’m Sister Julia. Does Mia still remember me? Mia, do you want milk tea? It’s delicious!”

Amelia immediately remembered when she heard this voice. Wasn’t this the auntie with a hoa.r.s.e throat? She refused. “No need. My grandmother said that children can’t drink milk tea. Auntie, don’t you know?”

Julia smiled awkwardly and glanced at Mrs. Walton. She pinched her throat and said, “Ah, 1 don’t know. I’m really sorry.” Amelia said, “Auntie, is the phlegm still in your throat?”

Julia: “Aiyo, what phlegm? My voice is like this…”

Sara rolled her eyes. Julia’s voice had not been so pretentious just now. Why was it serious now? She cleared her throat and walked over coyly. She said shyly, “Aiyo, Mr. Walton, is this your niece? Ah, your niece is so cute. I’m so envious. 1 want to have such a beautiful and cute niece too.’

Chris: ‘

Sara pinched her throat as she spoke. Her eyes lit up as she looked at Amelia. Ahhh, what a good little girl. She wanted to touch her!

Amelia looked at Sara strangely. “Sister, did you get phlegm in your throat too?”

Sara waved her hand. “No, no. I drank too much milk tea just now.” She stared straight at the two small pigtails on Amelia’s head and resisted the urge to go over and pinch them..