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.
*
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?

"You can live with Erin in the Stephens family from now on," he said to her. "I'll have someone arrange a place for you."


Daisy Ginger was silent for a long time before she couldn't help but say, "Robert Stephens, is there something wrong with your brain?"


"Do you think you're some kind of hot commodity that everyone wants to live here?" Daisy laughed angrily. If it weren't for Edward Stephens, she wouldn't even consider coming near this city.


"..." Robert Stephens looked at her for a moment, then faintly withdrew his gaze. "Then you can leave. I can take care of adopting Erin."


"No wonder no one loves a lunatic like you," Daisy retorted harshly. "Why didn't Charlotte Smith blow you up back then and let a scourge like you survive?"


Chapter 601 - Really pitiful