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?

Edward Stephens brought dinner upstairs and saw the thermos bottle beside Daisy Ginger. He walked over and asked, "What's this?"


Daisy Ginger's expression was somewhat blank and exhausted. Terror and sorrow weighed heavily on her heart, gradually numbing her nerves over time. Besides the occasional suffocating pain, it was no longer as painful as initially.


Daisy Ginger opened her eyes and glanced at him, saying indifferently, "Abigail Perry sent it."


The mention of this name lightly raised Edward Stephens' eyebrows. He asked, "Do you want to eat it?"


Daisy Ginger shook her head, "Throw it away."


Edward Stephens casually tossed the thermos bottle into the trash can and then handed Daisy Ginger a cup of hot milk.


"My mom's incident came to her attention." Daisy Ginger cradled the hot milk, feeling its warmth soothe her icy palms comfortably. She was somewhat fatigued, her voice weak, "She just came to watch the spectacle."


Chapter 240 - Chapter 240: I No Longer Have a Mom