Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen-Chapter 707: Male public enemy

The man let go of her, watching Daisy Ginger stand up from his arms, then lifted her slender arm and reached out to him.

Today, she had only applied light makeup, her long hair was fluffy and soft, and the curve of her smile looked sweet and gentle.

It was an expression that belonged only to him.

The man lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, gently holding the woman’s soft and slender fingers, picked up the pile of shopping bags from the ground, and walked out of the mall with her.

Daisy Ginger sat in the car, watching the man sit in the driver’s seat and drive.

The midday sunlight outlined his facial lines just right, the man’s features were exquisitely perfect, and as if sensing her gaze, he turned his head and glanced at her lightly, "What’s wrong?"

Daisy Ginger chuckled, "I think I really should buy you a car."

The car they were driving now wasn’t even Daisy Ginger’s; it was Zoe Hilker’s, which she had brought from the garage for Daisy Ginger to use.

A little wine-red BMW worth over half a million.

Driving it herself was barely acceptable, but having this man drive it seemed a bit unfair.

"Oh?" The man chuckled lightly, "Are you really going to buy me a house and a car?"

"If you’re with me, I certainly won’t treat you poorly," Daisy Ginger said with confidence.

The man nodded, agreeing, "Not a bad deal."

Daisy Ginger was very pleased with herself, "Of course."

She was always quick in action. While Edward Stephens was driving, she contacted the dealership and bought a black Bentley Mulsanne.

She made the full payment from the bank and set a time for picking up the car. Daisy Ginger tossed the phone aside and began to ponder whether she should buy a house.

She couldn’t stay at Zoe Hilker’s house forever.

But, where should she buy it...

She supported her chin, sighing lightly in her heart.

Keeping a man sure is expensive.

*

In the evening, Edward Stephens drove to school to pick up Erin Ginger.

They hadn’t seen each other for a day, and absence made the heart grow fonder. When Daisy Ginger saw Erin, she immediately went over and picked him up.

"Sweetie, how was your day at school? Did anyone bully you?"

Although she was confident this morning that Erin wouldn’t get bullied at school, she actually had some concerns in her heart.

Erin was a transfer student, and children can be exclusive, possibly even giving him the cold shoulder.

If he really got bullied, Daisy Ginger planned to bring him back. Not going to school was also fine.

Erin wrapped his arms around Daisy Ginger’s neck, shaking his head softly, "The teachers and classmates are all very nice to me."

"See?"

Edward Stephens came in carrying Erin’s little backpack, which was heavy, but it was not filled with books.

Edward dumped everything out of it.

Chocolate, little cakes, marshmallows, all kinds of snacks, along with a few pieces of paper.

Daisy Ginger was astonished, "Is elementary school treating their students this well now?"

Is this a supermarket?

"What are the pieces of paper?"

Edward glanced at them and said to Daisy Ginger, "Love letters."

"..." Daisy Ginger almost choked, putting down little Erin and going over to pick up the "love letters" from the ground, written in enthusiastic confessions using colorful pens interspersed with pinyin.

"Did your classmates give all of this to you?" Daisy Ginger asked her son.

Little Erin nodded aloofly, "The girls."

"..." Daisy Ginger looked at little Erin, then exchanged a glance with Edward Stephens, walking over to the child’s father and said, "A male heartthrob."

Edward Stephens: "I just looked, among the love letters, there are also some from the boys."

The man’s expression was quite complicated.