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?

Erin Ginger held James Shelton's hand and walked out from the crowd.


Amidst the throng of people, he spotted Daisy Ginger waiting at the airport entrance at a glance.


Without a word, Erin broke free from James's hand, ran towards Daisy, and then held Daisy's hand.


Watching Daisy smile and bend down to pick up Erin, the mother and son shared a sweet, affectionate head bump, leaving James, who was handling the luggage alone, with a certain sense of melancholy...


After three months apart, Erin was noticeably tanner, and his previously frail body seemed sturdier, radiating a sunny demeanor.


Although his little face remained clear and cool, with no surplus of expressions.


It was already autumn, and the sunlight in Tsing City carried a hint of chill in its scent, but returning to familiar territory, James's face still bore a joyful expression.


Chapter 574 - Return to single