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!

Amelia was in a dilemma. She squatted beside the kitten and tried to negotiate with it. She stretched out five fingers. "Five boxes of canned cat food, okay?"

The kitten didn't even look at her. Amelia gritted her teeth and stretched out another hand. "Ten boxes of canned cat food!"

The kitten raised its eyelids, as if to say that it was insulted!

No matter what Amelia said, the cat just wouldn't get up. Andrew looked at the scene in front of him. The four-year-old Amelia was squatting in front of the scammer cat and reaching out her fingers to discuss compensation with it. She was a little cute and a little stunned. He took out his phone and took a short video. He sent it to the Walton residence's family group chat. "A cat scammed me halfway. The other party doesn't want canned cat food and wants to cling to Mia. What should I do?"

After a while, someone in the family group replied:

Bringing the Cat Home