Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 152: Chapter 152 Mood

She watched for a while and saw a brave young girl take out her phone to add Edward Stephens on WeChat, so she walked over, stood beside him, and put her hands in her pockets, looking ahead.

She wore a smoky gray wool coat, her lips vividly colored, face lush and exquisite, and fifteen-centimeter high heels enhanced her aura.

Standing casually next to Edward Stephens was enough to declare her territory.

Initially, those young girls couldn’t resist stealing glances until they saw Daisy Ginger beside Edward Stephens. Her features were too refined, more vibrant than flowers, making others feel inferior. After a few glances, none dared to attempt anything under her gaze, and they all quieted down.

Edward Stephens glanced down and looked at Daisy Ginger standing beside him. She didn’t pay him any attention, with a lukewarm attitude, staring straight ahead expressionlessly. His lips inadvertently curved into a slight smile.

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After waiting in line for a whole hour, Edward Stephens finally bought the "strawberry milkshake" Daisy Ginger mentioned. She took a sip, said it was too sweet, and tossed it to him.

She was quite justified now, and Edward Stephens couldn’t say anything, just took it and drank a sip, wrinkling his brow from the sweetness.

it have people lining up several meters in the city center? Do those

her phone for a while, watched a few hilarious videos Zoe

glanced at her, raised the car’s air conditioning temperature a few

cozy car, Daisy Ginger fell

when they arrived at the Stephens family, Edward Stephens parked the car on the

arms, letting out a soft hum. So he slowed his steps and didn’t turn on the lights, navigating the darkness upstairs into his

to help her remove her coat, down to the thin cashmere sweater underneath, did Daisy Ginger lean against the bedhead

a little, and groggily yet assertively asked, "Edward Stephens, what are you

of hers he hadn’t seen

this moment, for some unknown reason, it made

want to

sneering, "I think you

withdrawing his fingers from her