In this world, probably only a man like Edward Stephens would say something like "seeking a sugar mommy" with a straight face.
Where's your face? What about a man's pride? At the very least, couldn't you put it more subtly?
Daisy Ginger took a deep breath, glared at him, and said harshly, "Keep dreaming."
The man glanced at her with a smile, then sighed, shook his head, and continued fishing.
This place is picturesque, and as soon as the bait was lowered, a dumb fish took the hook.
Daisy watched him leisurely catch five fish in half an hour. Curiously, she walked over to look, and the man glanced at her, warily covering with a lid.
"What are you doing?" Daisy asked.
"Don't come over, you'll scare away my fish."
Really?
Daisy snorted, took a few steps back, saw he was a bit displeased, picked up a small stone from the ground, and threw it far into the lake.
"Splash!"
Water splashed everywhere.
Taking advantage of the man's lack of attention, Daisy immediately ran away.
