Come on Daddy!

David stood against light. The contours of his face were further enhanced with contrast between the light and the shadow.
He stepped back, and the light fell on the drenched security guard behind him. “Miss Simpson, you should thank him, otherwise
you would have died.”
Tiana looked at the security guard with her eyes wide open and her mind blank. She froze for a while before she shouted in
disbelief. “Impossible! I don't believe it!”
A hint of snicker flashed across David’s eyes. “Would what I saw with my own eyes be fake?”
Tiana looked up at the smiling David. He did not seem to smile from the heart, making him look aloof.
“No... no way!” Tiana was unwilling to accept the reality, and tears filled her eyes.
David did not sympathize with Tiana at all. He leaned sideways and spoke to the security guard. “Come and tell her.”
“Miss Simpson, it was me.” The soaked clothes of the security guard was enough to explain. “I also did artificial respiration to
help you—”
“Stop talking!” Tiana covered her ears.
When she thought of her chest and lips being touched by the security guard, and even being seen by David, she became
homicidal.
“Get out, get out of here!” Tiana yelled at the security guard with pain in her chest.
David gave the security guard a knowing nod, and the latter left.
David didn't stay very long either and turned to leave.
Tiana’s questioning tone sounded in the night. “Why didn’t you stop him? Why wasn’t it you? Why are you doing this to me?”
David stopped. His tall figure was even more handsome under the moonlight.
He didn't look back and replied indifferently. “You did this to yourself. You can't blame anyone.”
“I can’t?” Tiana got up and stared at his back. “That Rose isn’t a good person. You brought her here to the banquet, yet she left
with brother Bright! She’s just using you as a steppingstone!”

David turned around, half-leaning, narrowed his peach blossom-like eyes, and listened quietly without talking.
Tiana thought her words had been heard by David and stepped forward two steps and continued. “David, only I care about you
with all my heart. And we also dated each other under the witness of both parents. Uncle Hank and auntie are also satisfied with
me and agree with me being your girlfriend.”
Tiana tried to stretch her hand to hold onto his arm so they could get closer to each other, but David smiled and avoided her.
“There are so many people who went on blind dates with me. Who didn’t my parents like? Were they all my girlfriend? I do like
beautiful women, but I can’t bear with there being too many, so I ask Miss Simpson to stop acting like David’s girlfriend. Please
behave yourself.”
David left without looking back after speaking. The warm yellow light plated on his body, leaving a hazy glow.
Tiana stood there, her hands were clenched tightly and her palms were sore.
David didn't have any interest in staying anymore. He left the banquet and called Bright as soon as he got in the car.
“How is Rose? Is she okay?”
Bright called and told him that Rose was being “bullied” by Tiana.
He had tolerated with Tiana for a long time, and this time it was a lesson for her.
“Very good.” Bright glanced at Rose, who sat in the back seat. She was wiping her wet hair with a towel.
“You send her back to the hotel—”
“That's all. I’m hanging up.”
Bright ended the call, not giving David a chance to care about Rose.
Rose’s long wet hair lay lazily like seaweed, making her skin appear white as snow.
Clear and translucent pupils, lanceted eyebrows, slender eyelashes trembling, delicate lips slightly open like rose petals,
charming but not self-aware.
Rose saw that Bright had finished the call before she spoke. “Mr. Lee, this road doesn’t look like it heads to Four Seasons
Hotel...If you are busy, I’ll take a cab back to the hotel.”

“Miss Linder is here to talk about cooperation?” Bright turned his gaze, his eyes naturally falling on Rose face.
“Yes.” Rose pursed her lips slightly and nodded.
“As far as I know, there are many companies that came to HY Group to discuss about cooperating on City J Theater. YM Group
is just one of them, and even though it has certain advantages, the decision maker of the project is still me.” Bright chatted
naturally but his tone was suggestive, making Rose feel more pressure.
What did he mean?
Was he going to do things to her?
What kind of beauty hadn’t he seen? She should not be able to pique his interest, right?
“If Miss Linder is here to talk about cooperation, shouldn't it be me who should be the target to please? Now this opportunity is
placed in front of Miss Linder, Miss Linder is unmoved, why?” He raised his handsome eyebrows slightly and looked at her for an
instant.
Rose tried her best to meet his gaze, determined to keep her face calm and calm.
“Mr. Lee, I ...”
Bright put his fingers on his thin lips and made a shush gesture, motioning her not to speak.
“Let me guess.”
Rose’s heart was gripped by that uneasy feeling. Getting along with Bright was nothing short of torture, driving her crazy, but she
dared not offend him.
“Miss Linder has a boyfriend?”
Rose shook her head. How could she have any mood and time to get a boyfriend.
“Then...she is married and has a husband.”
Rose was startled. Her beautiful eyes lightly opened.
Only the Mr. Faulkner and her friend Jane knew about her marriage. There couldn’t be a third person.

How did Bright guess right?
It was just a contractual marriage, not considered a real marriage. After three months, three years of time would be up, and they
would get divorced and become free again.
Should she admit it or not?
Rose’s mind was chaotic. Bright was very close to her at this time, and the car was filled with his aura – the kind of faint, nice-
smelling ocean-like freshness, restrained, but ubiquitous.
It reminded Rose of the night five years ago, when she was crushed on the bed by this seemingly indifferent but passionate man,
who tossed around that she almost fell apart. She had only endured such craziness once in her life.
Before she knew it, her fair face was dyed with a light blush, and her ears were hot.
How could she think of that? Besides, the protagonist was right by her side, how could she think about it.
Bright also noticed her strangeness. Her white skin was pink and moist, her eyebrows were lowered , she was pure and gentle,
inexplicably making people want to pamper her.
“Is it hot?” Bright’s voice at this moment sounded seducing.
Rose shook her head quickly to stop her thoughts from running wildly and changed the subject. “Mr. Lee, please stop the car.”
Bright did not seem to have heard her request and continued with the sensitive topic. “Miss Linder has not answered my
question. Are you married and do you have a husband?”