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Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!

The Miller family had a troublemaker in the family. Her name was Amelia Miller. Her mother died in childbirth when she was born. Her stepmother fell off a flight of stairs while pregnant and died. Amelia's father punished her by making her face the wall in the attic. The attic was dark and humid, and there was no sunlight at all. Nobody brought her food, and Amelia thought she might very well die there. Moments before her death, she dialed a number that her mother had told her before she passed away. After she hung up, there were rumbling sounds all around her. The Miller family's residence was surrounded by a group of bodyguards dressed in black. Eight men got out of their cars, each with a different aura. They went directly to the attic. The man who led them went down on one knee and held Amelia, unconscious, in his arms. He had a solemn expression on his face. "The Miller family needs to go bankrupt." After sleeping the entire night, Amelia woke up to find that her father was bankrupt. Her family members were all homeless. Meanwhile, she... She had eight uncles and a kind grandfather who loved her dearly. Amelia's father regretted what he did, and he was unwilling to accept his fate. So what if Amelia was living a good life now? She was still the troublemaker who got her mother killed and her father bankrupt! Little did he know, after Amelia returned to her uncle's house, their luck only seemed to improve. Even her bedridden grandmother could now get out of bed and dance in the square! Finally, a god-like man claimed to be her father. He pampered her to the point where the entire world became envious of her.

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Editor: Henyee Translations

Laing was curious and thought that it was really a drink. He took a sip and took a big sip excitedly. When he realized that something was wrong, the alcohol had already entered his throat. It was so spicy that he burst into tears. The house was in a tizzy again. Laing's mother was Zhii's cousin. She was helping in the kitchen. When she heard the sound, she came out and scolded Sang again. "Are you crazy?! Why are you tricking a child into drinking alcohol!"

Sang looked like he didn't care. "Men have to drink sooner or later. I'll help you nurture them!" When he saw Laing crying, Sang was still laughing. Zhii's cousin couldn't be bothered with him. She carried Laing and left. Laing lay on his mother's shoulder and began to fall asleep. The villagers didn't have the right concept of children drinking. They felt that the child was just drunk and would be fine after sleeping.