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?

Daisy Ginger paused for a moment, then looked down at Erin Ginger.


"Hmm? Are you going to the museum tomorrow?"


The museum Erin Ginger mentioned is Banyan City Art Museum. A few days ago, an international art exhibition just arrived in Banyan City. After Daisy knew about it, she specifically asked him if he wanted to go see it.


But Erin clearly said he didn't want to go out!


Daisy looked at him for a few seconds and pondered, "Then..."


"Museum? Which museum?" Michael Joyner asked quite eagerly, "I'm free tomorrow; I can accompany you to the museum too."


Daisy smiled at him, "Our kid is learning to paint and plans to visit the art museum." 


Daisy did not refuse, "If you want to go, you can come with us."


"......" Erin pouted, glanced at Michael, and unhappily turned and went inside.


Michael watched Erin's back and hesitated, "Does Erin not like me?"


Chapter 670 - Erin Ginger looked solemn