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?

The one who's not loved is the third party.


Daisy Ginger truly laughed aloud this time.


The hand holding the cigarette trembled with laughter.


She stepped forward, stood in front of Emily Ginger, and slowly looked down at her.


"Back then, who advised you to approach Edward Stephens behind my back?"


There was a unique allure in her voice. It wasn't as crisp as an ordinary girl's voice; instead, it was somewhat deep, making people instinctively want to perk up their ears to listen carefully.


Emily Ginger trembled slightly, her slender fingers gently clenched, and her eyes couldn't help but begin to dodge, not daring to meet Daisy Ginger's gaze.


Daisy Ginger coldly interrupted her: "You knew I liked Edward Stephens, that I was dating him, yet you and Abigail Perry took advantage of my business trip to the UK to approach Edward. Who really is the third party here?!"


Chapter 16 - Chapter 16: I Will Remember to Send You a Wedding Invitation