Song Ci

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.

Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!

Alex put Amelia down and held her hand to the three tablets. He picked up six incense sticks and lit them up. He gave three incense sticks to Amelia and held three incense sticks himself. Alex knelt on the prayer mat and kowtowed. "Old Master, look who this is. You didn't expect your grandson to have such a cute daughter in his life, right?"

All these years, the last thing that Alex couldn't let go of was the last time he saw his grandfather. He turned around, and his grandfather was also looking at him. When he turned back again, only his grandfather's bloody back was left. He clearly knew that it was the last time, but he didn't have time to say anything.

Alex said, "Miao, this is great-grandpa."

Amelia imitated Alex and knelt on the mat. She shouted, "Great-grandpa."

Alex's throat was slightly dry. He said again, "This is Grandpa and Grandma."

Mia Is An Accident