The first meeting was at a small bar. A friend nudged his arm, smiling somewhat suggestively: A woman like Daisy Ginger should be kept in a vase, constantly admired, and toyed with at any moment.
At that time, she seemed to be drunk and was persuaded by her friend to take to the dance floor and perform a dance.
He propped up his face, watching the glamorous woman with casual indifference under the dazzling lights.
Daisy Ginger.
The name is spicy enough.
The figure.
Also spicy enough.
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Banyan City’s young Master Wen, afflicted with a severe illness, was deemed by doctors at birth to not live past the age of thirty. He lived capriciously up to the age of twenty-five, never imagining he’d encounter such a dilemma in his lifetime—if he were to die, what would happen to the little demon at home who creates chaos and mischief without his protection, and ends up bringing harm upon herself when he’s no longer there to shield her?

After dinner, Edward Stephens went out to pay the bill.


Ian Linton seemed a bit embarrassed, but since Edward insisted on paying, he naturally didn't argue, only saying that next time he would treat.


Emily Ginger and Abigail Perry went out, Daisy Ginger stood at the door of the private room, waiting for Edward to return.


Ian Linton's voice came from the front, Daisy looked up and smiled at Ian who was walking towards her, "Why are you back?"


"Emily left her phone in the private room, I came back to get it." He entered the room and found a phone with a pink case at Emily's seat, and as he passed by Daisy on his way out, he suddenly stopped and asked gently, "Why didn't you wear it? You don't like it?"


Daisy was looking down at her WeChat, and didn't react immediately to Ian's words, she lifted her head to look at him.


Chapter 119 - Chapter 119: Don't get too close to Ian Linton