Daddy, don't flirt

In the Blue Bar, Joey Lan deliberately chooses a secluded seat. When she sees Wendy coming, she beckons to Wendy.
Wendy walks over. She sits down frowningly after she sees the two wine bottles on the table.
"Why ask me out?" Wendy puts her handbag aside, but she does not stop Joey from drinking. She just looks at Joey quietly.
Joey pushes both bottles of wine in front of Wendy, then puts the juice in front of herself. She says to Wendy, "You know I can't
drink."
"Then why do you still invite me here?" Wendy looks at her sarcastically.
"I thought you wanted to come here." Joey looks innocent.
"I just want to tell you that Duke likes me. Don't pester him anymore."
Wendy can't help rolling her eyes. Since she meets Joey, Joey always says it to her
She doesn't seem to pester Duke deliberately, does she?
"I think you’re wrong. I know he likes you, but what does this have to do with me?" Wendy says lightly, ignoring Joey's resentful
and pleading gaze completely.
"Since you know, why do you always pester him?" Joey is a little anxious, trying to grab Wendy's hands, but Wendy avoids her.
Wendy frowns. "When did I pester him?"
"When?! Since I came back, you always pester him. Last time he borrowed your suit. If you didn't say anything to him, why has
he been so indifferent to me recently?" Joey looks at Wendy resentfully. She puts all the responsibility on Wendy.
In fact, Duke has been busy recently so he doesn't have much time to take care of Joey. Who will have thought that it will cause
such a misunderstanding?
"You are overthinking. I have to go." Wendy stands up and is about to leave with her handbag.
Joey sees that Wendy is going to leave. She grabs Wendy’s hand, "No, you can't go. You must give me an explanation today!"
Wendy becomes a little impatient. She wants to leave, but Joey stops her.

"Joey, let me go!" Wendy pulls open her finger frowningly, but Joey holds her hands tightly.
"Hey, these two girls look pretty good." An obscene voice sounds, making people scared.
Wendy turns her head to look. She sees a group of hooligans approaching them. Their obscene gazes fix on Wendy and Joey.
...
When Duke Field arrives, he saw Joey being forced to drink alcohol. He becomes extremely angry. He rushes to Joey's side,
ignoring Wendy.
Wendy looks at his back. She quietly watches him hit those people to the ground. His actions are fierce.
Then, he holds back his hostility and rage, walks to Joey, gently picks her up, and kisses her injured forehead.
Wendy has never seen Duke be so bloodthirsty and fierce, or be gentle and caring.
All his tenderness and exceptions belong to the woman in his arms.
Maybe it’s because of the alcohol, Wendy suddenly remembers a memory long time ago.
In October of that year, she fell in love at first sight.
Wendy is confused for the first time. What she likes is Duke who guarded her back then, or the crush that she is insisting on but
will never have a result?
She only feels that the scene in front of her is getting more and more hazy. Her mind is still in a mess. In the end, she falls down.
Before she faints, she sees Duke holding Joey and walking away from her.
“Goodbye, my secret love.”
“Goodbye, Duke who made me fell in love with you at first sight.”
Wendy said to herself. Then she falls down.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Who is it?

Whose voice is so familiar?
But Wendy can’t think about it. She falls into a coma.
Eddie Charlies looks at the looming little face in the black hair. He is a little surprised. Is it Wendy? He has never expected to
meet Wendy in such a place. He is extremely surprised.
Then, he doesn't hesitate anymore. He picks up Wendy, walks out, gets in his car, and then drives out of the Blue Bar.
In the villa of the Charlies family, the servants have already rested. In the huge and exquisite villa, only the living room is still lit.
The light shines down, which is very beautiful.
Eddie parks the car in the garage. He takes Wendy out of the back seat, then he closes the door. He strides towards the villa.
Eddie doesn't want to disturb others. He holds Wendy to the second floor quietly. He comes to his room, and puts Wendy on the
white and soft bed.
Wendy's small face is red. Her mouth is slightly open and panting, as if she was uncomfortable. There is sweat on her face.
Eddie turns on the central air conditioner with the remote control. He turns down the temperature. After a while, the whole room
begins to cool down. Wendy doesn’t feel so uncomfortable anymore, but her face is still red.
Eddie covers her with a quilt, then turns around to go to the kitchen downstairs to find the ingredients to make the hangover
soup.
After about twenty minutes, Eddie goes upstairs with the hangover soup. As soon as he enters the room, he sees Wendy sitting
up. She stares at the front blankly, not knowing what she is looking at.
"Are you awake?" Eddie says to her with a little embarrassed. Before that, he hasn't figured out how to explain to her why he left
without saying goodbye.
But when he sees her lying helplessly in his arms, he can't care about that anymore. He can let her vent her anger to him after
she sobers up.
Wendy blinks, then stares at him dully. She looks pitiful. Her eyes are red. Her small mouth moves. Eddie is a little far away from
her, so he doesn't know what she is talking about.

"What's the matter?" Eddie walks to her with the hangover soup. He sits next to her. Finally, he hears her clearly.
"Duke, you badass!"
Even if she is drunk, is she still talking about him?
A slightly bitter smile appears Eddie’s face. He picks up the spoon in the bowl to feed the hangover soup to her, "Drink it. You’ll
feel better."
"No! Who are you? How come you look like Eddie?!" Wendy suddenly went crazy. She slams her hand, knocking over the spoon
in Eddie's hand. The soup is spilled on his white shirt.
Wendy doesn't feel that she has done anything wrong. She reaches out to knock over the bowl in his hand.
"Don't move!" Eddie warns her seriously.
Wendy stops moving immediately. She purses her lips, looking at him pitifully.
"Ah, open your mouth." Eddie breathes a sigh of relief. He doesn't expect that after so long, this trick can still work.
Whenever Wendy is willful, as long as he shows this expression, and in this tone, Wendy will be obedient.
Wendy opens her mouth obediently, allowing him to feed the hangover soup into her mouth. She drinks all the hangover soup
up.
"Sir, you are so handsome. You are more handsome than Duke, that bastard." Wendy looks at Eddie's concentrating and serious
face. She smiles, and reaches out to pinch his face.
Sir?
Sir?