Chapter 6 The Stranger

Taking off the suit and shoes, Brandon felt tired. He put down the glass in his hand, only to see the documents on the tea table. On the cover, there were two words of "Daisy Chen". It was her name. Thinking of that night, he thought the name was a perfect match for her.

He opened the home page and looked through the summary and had a general understanding of her. But he still didn't know why she came to him that night. What did she want from him? Seeing that her family and the Han family had been decided to make a marriage, Brandon's sight stayed on those words for a few more seconds. 'She is about to get engaged. On next Wednesday. Huh.' All of a sudden, Brandon lost his interest. He threw the documents in his hand on the table, and poured half a glass of wine into the glass. He walked to the window with a full view and took a sip of the wine, reminding what Larry said to him a few days ago, "What kind of woman do you want?" 'What kind of?' He had never thought about it. If there was no exception, he would find a girl from a family of equal social rank, getting married and having children. To a large extent, there was only a means for people like them to focus on their career in the future, and even better develop their career. What mattered was the result. As for who it was, was it important?

He looked at the lights of thousands of houses under his feet, but suddenly felt a little confused. It's nice to be as good as their parents, who had been married for twenty or thirty years, but they hadn't argued with each other. They were always gentle to each other and their children. When he and his brother were young, they always disliked their parents showing their love and intimacy. He didn't know when he gradually lose the expectation of pursing this kind of relationship.

No one could answer his question. It seemed that he hadn't called his family in America for a long time. He'd better greet them. Otherwise, if his father realized it one day, his bad temper would be unbearable.

When Jean received the invitation to Daisy's engagement party, she was stunned. She looked through the invitation card several times. When she saw the names of her friends Daisy and Alex, she immediately took out her phone and called Daisy.

"Daisy! Are you really going to be engaged to Alex?" As soon as Daisy answered the phone, she heard the anxious voice of Jean on the other end of the phone. "Yes, have you received the invitation? Don't forget to come then." Daisy took off her blindfold and looked out of the window. It was a rare sunny day. The sun shone through the window and the fine dust flew in the light. Everything looked good. It was a new day.

"Are you serious to really going to be engaged to Alex? !" Jean asked again with a heavier tone. "Yes, you have seen the invitation, haven't you?" Hearing Daisy's calm voice, Jean felt that she was about to explode! 'What is she doing? She is going to be engaged to that scumbag Alex, but she is not anxious at all, or is she out of her mind?' At this time, Daisy's voice came through the phone, "Jean, it's a rare good day today. Let's go shopping. I should do the facial care."

All Jean wanted to do now was to rush in front of Daisy and open her head to see what was in it! 'It is not the right time for her to have such a leisure time.'

After thinking for a while, Jean thought it was not convenient to talk about it over the phone. So she agreed. "Okay, see you at the same place.

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When Jean saw that Daisy was about to fall asleep, she was sure that Daisy did ask her out for the facial care. Instead of discussing with her how to cancel the marriage as Jean had thought at the beginning, Daisy didn't come here to seek comfort at all.

"Daisy, are you agree to be arranged by your family to marry Alex?" Slowly, Jean calmed down and asked her friend in a low voice.

"Or what? Is there any other way?" Daisy closed her eyes and enjoyed massage on her back. Well, this shop was the best. She closed her eyes and asked her friend.

"Uh..." Hearing Daisy's question, Jean said to the masseuse irritably, "Be gentle on my shoulder."

Hearing her friend's displeased voice, Daisy opened her eyes and said, "Please leave us." She said to the masseuse.

The two masseuses looked at each other, closed the door and went out.

There were only the two of them in the room. Daisy turned around and lay on her back, staring at the white ceiling. "What can I do? After all, he is my father. I can't show any disgust even if he sells me."

"I can't allow others to speak ill of my mom. Look, this is Irene Song's daughter." Daisy stared at the ceiling expressionlessly, as if she saw a distant void through the wall.

"My mother lost her life because of me. I can't let others talk about her after she died." Daisy reached out her hand and put it under her eyes. There was a sense of powerlessness and sadness all over her body.

Looking at her friend's sad face, Jean also kept silent. After a few seconds, she said softly, "It's just because your mother has lost her life for you, so you have to live well. Otherwise, don't you feel sorry to your mother?" After saying that, Jean turned over and lay on the bed and turned her head and looked at her friend firmly.

Hearing what Jean said, Daisy was stunned. Yes, her life was tainted with her mother's blood, and she had no right to waste it like this with her mother's expectations.

Putting down her hand on her eyes, Daisy turned around and looked into her friend's eyes with firmness. 'No one can insult me!'

"Don't worry. It's just an engagement. We can still get divorced, let alone just an engagement."

Daisy thought for a while and her sadness was gone. She looked confident.

Looking at her friend who had finally come out of the shadow of childhood, Jean smiled with relief. "Well, ring the bell. I have to press my neck well. I twisted my neck last night."

"Well, let's go to that Bibimbap shop on the CH Road. I haven't eaten it for a long time." Daisy let go of her worries, turned over and discussed the next schedule with Jean.

"Well, I wanted to say it just now, but I didn't expect you to say it first. Ha-ha..." Jean replied Daisy with a smile.

The sun shone through the glass roof of the flower hall and cast colorful ripples in the fish tank. All kinds of hot fishes wandered among the rockery and grass, freely playing. The colorful rain flower stone in the fish tank was covered with emerald green plastic seaweed, which was colorful. The water was like a rainbow hanging at the tip of a green tree.

She hadn't been to the garden house for a long time. There was a rattan swing chair and a rattan tea table. She remembered that when she was a child, her mother always liked to make a pot of scented tea here and set up a small easel here. Her mother liked to sit on the swing chair and read books in her hands most. Now every time she thought of it, she felt the warmth of sunshine. But now, everything changed. Every time she was in a bad mood, she would like to come here and have a seat. The engagement party would be held the next day. Although she showed indifference to Jean, she was actually nervous. Daisy sat on the swing with her eyes closed. Her face was flushed under the sunshine. Only here could she forget everything temporarily.

The glass door was pushed open and Bill came in. When he saw his daughter sitting on the swing, he suddenly remembered a sentence, "The most familiar stranger."

In fact, when Daisy was a child, their family was not rich very much, but they were happy. That period of time was also the most relaxed time he had so far. Gradually, as his business grew bigger and bigger and he couldn't spend much time with his families, even his daughter gradually distanced herself from him.