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 hesitated for a moment before shyly sending two words over.


Daisy, for once, felt a little shy and retracted the message she just sent. [Ahem. I'm almost there, can't chat, the signal here isn't great, I'll go offline first!]


Medicinal Mayhem: [Daisy, give it your all tonight and conquer that big pig Edward Stephens!]


Daisy sent over a smiling emoji, then put her phone back in her pocket.


"Mr. Stephens, the bracelet you ordered is here. Shall we send it over to you?"


Edward responded blandly, "No need, I'll come by to pick it up."


After hanging up the phone, he drove towards the jewelry store.


Daisy had mentioned the 27th to him many times, so even if he didn't think much of it, he checked what day the 27th fell on.


Chapter 86 - Chapter 86 Ian Linton, You Will Not Die Well