Daisy Ginger clung to Edward Stephens’s arm and turned her head when she heard the voice.
Not far away, Emily Ginger stood with a young man who had a gentle and refined demeanor. She wore light makeup, but it was still evident that her complexion was not as good as usual, showing slight traces of recovering from a severe illness, looking somewhat haggard. As she gazed at them, a timid and gentle smile appeared on her face.
It had been a month since Daisy Ginger and Emily Ginger last met. In other words, ever since Emily Ginger attempted suicide by overdosing on drugs, Daisy hadn’t visited her in the hospital.
She had no idea when Emily was discharged, nor when Emily started seeing this young man standing beside her.
Daisy Ginger looked up and glanced at Edward Stephens.
The man stood beside her, his posture and expression as calm as ever, his gaze resting on Emily Ginger without much fluctuation.
Daisy Ginger was very satisfied.
Daisy Ginger waved her hand, greeted the young man beside Emily Ginger, "Ian, what a coincidence."
The man beside Emily Ginger was known to Daisy Ginger. He was the student council president of Banyan City Academy and the future heir to The Linton Clan. Although not yet graduated from university, he had already started taking over family businesses, having dined with Daisy Ginger on a few business occasions, he was indeed talented and promising.
Abigail Perry’s actions were swift. Seeing that Edward Stephens was not an option, she immediately found a new talented youth for Emily Ginger. Her choice proved to be quite commendable; her experience truly showed.
Upon seeing Daisy Ginger, Ian Linton smiled politely and nodded gracefully, addressing her as Director Ginger, then greeted Edward Stephens, "Edward, it’s a pleasure to finally meet."
Edward Stephens nodded slightly in acknowledgment, his expression indifferent.
Emily Ginger stood beside Ian Linton, observing their exchange without interrupting, her delicate brows showing faint traces of sadness, her gaze subtly resting on Edward Stephens with a hint of melancholy.
Ian Linton said to Daisy Ginger, "Director Ginger, are you here for a meal? Emily and I were planning to head to the hotpot restaurant upstairs. Would you like to join us?"
Looking at Ian Linton’s expression, Daisy Ginger could tell this promising young man was aware of the past relationship between Edward Stephens and Emily Ginger. Inviting them for a meal seemed like stirring the pot just for the fun of it, and Daisy Ginger found herself perfectly matched with him.
Daisy Ginger smiled brightly, clinging to Edward Stephens’s arm, looked up at him, "Edward, I want to eat hotpot."
Edward Stephens frowned, "Didn’t you just eat?"
"I didn’t eat," Daisy Ginger said confidently, "You ate all that food by yourself."
Edward Stephens looked at her, lying without blushing, "I should have packed that food for you."
Daisy Ginger turned her head, "Anyway, you have no proof."
Ian Linton, looking composed, said, "Edward, Director Ginger, since we’re destined to meet, why not have a meal together? Besides, I have some work-related questions to consult Director Ginger."
Daisy Ginger smiled radiantly, "No problem."
Having said this much, Edward Stephens wasn’t the type to embarrass people casually, so the group headed upstairs to the hotpot restaurant on the mall’s top floor.
Emily Ginger followed Ian Linton, keeping her head down with an unmistakable melancholic expression, not speaking throughout.