Nia Mitchell nodded, understanding her father's concern.
"And also, don't make Young Master Peary angry, take a step back in all matters, don't cause trouble, alright?"
Nia Mitchell sighed, hearing these words were almost driving her crazy.
Luckily, Uncle Peary walked in from outside at this moment.
"What's up?"
Maxwell Peary frowned, what's with Bunny's expression?
"Nothing much."
Nia Mitchell immediately smiled, putting down the spoon in her hand.
"I'm full."
"Okay, rest a bit after eating, later we'll go together to send them to the airport."
In the morning, Maxwell Peary had already instructed Alan Morgan to prepare three plane tickets, but Nia Mitchell was still asleep at that time.
"Alright."
Nia Mitchell immediately stood up and headed towards the Living Room.
"Uncle, are you driving or am I driving later?"
Nia Mitchell casually held Maxwell Peary's hand, and the two of them walked shoulder to shoulder towards the Living Room sofa.
