Can't stop loving you

"What happened on earth? Why are you so angry?" Maynard lightly swept the scattered petals on the ground with his cold sight, frowning tightly.

Viola's temples were close to a break-up. As she was speaking, the smile on her face looked so bad that it was even worse than crying. "Well, what do you think?" "You'd better tell me what stupid thing you have done." With his hands on his abdomen, a faint sneer appeared at his thin lips.

Viola was shocked. She shook her body like a waving wild grass and said, "You It's none of your business. Mind your own business!"

She tried to swallow the words that was about to come out of her mouth, and did not know how she had the courage to cheer up.

However, when she heard what she said just now, she became very restless.

Maynard gave her a cold glance, and a faint sneer played at the corners of his mouth.

Viola glared at him. But she couldn't totally vent her anger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All of a sudden, someone knocked at the door from outside very loudly. It sounded like that someone would break the door plate at any time.

Their eyes met. At last, she withdrew her sight reluctantly and opened the door.

There were still tears hanging on the pale and thin face of Vivi. She wiped her shoulder in a hurry and threw herself directly into Maynard's arms.

"Someone molested me just now. I thought I wouldn't have the chance to see you again She cried Tears welled up in Vivi's eyes all of a sudden as if she hit an invisible switch. Viola was stunned by how Vivi could cry in front of her.

"Don't run! Can't you have a drink with me?" The young man, who was dressed up to be a nobility, came in with a glass of red wine that reeked of intoxication in his hand. As soon as Viola saw him, her eyelids twitched. She immediately had a bad feeling.

"Mr. Mr. Chu..." The man, who looked like a boy with a milk face, was frightened as he saw the tall and strong Maynard, and he stopped his footsteps abruptly and stuttered.

"It's him! It's him who want to take advantage of me!" said Vivi, pointing at him with her slender finger

In an instant, Maynard's eyes became extremely sharp.

"...... You Please let me go. I'm sorry. I didn't know she is your woman... "Victor's hand trembled and the bright red wine in the glass splashed on his clothes. The silver white suit dress, in an instant, turned into a large area of red wine stains.

And he was so anxious to explain that his forehead was sweating, which made him look like a funny jumping clown.

A shiver went down Viola's spine. Covering her face in silence, she tiptoed towards the bathroom

"Reporter Qi, where are you going?" As soon as she made a move, the sight emitted by Maynard made her stand in the spot.

Hearing that, Viola's figure froze for a moment. Bit by bit, she turned around in a mechanical manner, with a faint smile on her face. "Mr. Chu, what can I do for you?" she asked

"This man bullied a woman. You come to judge, should I settle it privately or should I send him to the police station?" A faint smile played across Maynard's eyes.

With her forehead in a mess, a cold sweat could be seen on her face. She struggled and said, "This Well...

"Mr. Chu, it's her!" The toy boy raised his voice all of a sudden. He pointed to Viola exactly with his finger. His face went red with anger. "She asked me to rape Vivi and peep at her!" They turned to look at Viola with a curious look.

Viola was stunned.

"We are not enemies. Why did you do this to me?" Vivi covered her shirt and shook her head unbelievably. Her tears were like pearls with broken threads.

Viola's mouth opened widely. It was obvious that she was stunned for quite a while.

"What do you want to say?" A pressing, oppressive aura emitted by Maynard overwhelmed them, making them very scared.

Viola swallowed hard and then stared at Victor, "Do you have any evidence to prove that I hired you to do so?"

"Yes, I do!" Victor puffed out his chest and handed his cellphone to Maynard. With a flattering smile on his face, he said, "Please have a look. Here is the message record between her and me." Maynard's eyes rested on the screen of his cellphone, and the contents of the short messages were all - "I promise you that I will do everything properly."

Or - 'Whatever, you must satisfy me!'

In a word, they were all misleading.

"Well, how dare you!" Maynard threw his cell phone onto the floor after throwing a cold glance at Viola. Then he stamped on it with his limited edition black leather shoes.

The phone screen was broken.

Viola shook her head out of instinct. "I didn't do that. What I said to him was completely different from what you thought!"

"What are you talking about?" Vivi covered her ears and screamed, "Do you have to force me to die so that I will be willing to leave Mr. Chu forever?"

Viola was stunned. Her words had a lot of information.

She opened her mouth, but before she could utter a word of what she wanted to say, Maynard raised his hand, wore a poker face, and interrupted her in a cold and cruel tone, "Next time, I won't let you go!" Extended his slender hand, Maynard put his arm around Vivi, held her head in his arm and left without looking back.

And there were only two people left in the hotel, only Viola and Victor, who looked at each other and didn't say anything.

Taking a deep breath, Viola was even angrier. She said word by word, "You have been working as a gigolo for so many years. I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Speaking of this, she was furious.

Victor poked his head in the direction of the door and made sure that no one had heard them. Being aware that Maynard didn't return halfway, he said sulkily, "It's not my fault. Whoever meets Mr. Chu will stutter."

A wry smile appeared on Viola's face. She pointed at him with her fair skinned right index finger for a long time before she hatefully squeezed out the words from her teeth, "You not only don't have professional ethics, but also don't have masculinity. It's bad comments!"

She was breathing fast and her chest heaved violently because of the emotional fluctuation.

"Don't say that, Miss Qi!" Victor's face changed. He forced a smile.

Viola folded her hands over her chest, raised her chin high, as if she had to throw caution to the wind. "You cheated me, so I will give you bad comments."

"Please, help me!" Victor's face turned dreary. He touched the tears on his face which didn't exist at all, and then grabbed Viola's arm and said, "I have my reasons. I have no choice!"

His eyes were full of plea.

Viola shook off his hands and laughed in anger. She pointed at herself and said, "You mean I am the one who forced you?"

"No no no!" In a panic, Victor shook his head and explained, "It's not that I don't want to help you. Vivi asked me to do that. I can't do anything about it!"

On hearing this, Viola was stunned. She took a deep look at him and said, "Say it again!"

Meanwhile, she calmly reached into her bag and pressed the recording pen inside.

"I swear to God, it was Vivi who asked me to frame you, otherwise I will die!" Gritting his teeth, Victor stamped his foot and stretched out his hand. Viola turned to look at the sky outside.