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?

Daisy Ginger led Erin Ginger to sit down on the sofa downstairs.


She looked weak, her complexion pale, even faintly blackish.


Coco walked over nervously and cautiously asked, "Miss Ginger..."


Daisy glanced at him. His face, more delicate than most women, only made Daisy's expression darker.


"Does Edward Stephens know about this?"


"..." Coco was at a loss and stared at Daisy Ginger, not daring to answer for a while.


Daisy saw his silence and looked at Coco with an indescribable expression, "He doesn't know?"


"Uh..." Coco turned his head towards the door, unable to help but wonder why Ryan Smith hadn't arrived yet.


Ryan Smith received Coco's distress message and drove over in a hurry.


When he rushed into the villa and noticed the tense atmosphere in the hall, he realized something was amiss.


Chapter 641 - Skin Edward Stephens