Can't stop loving you

Glancing at her for a while, Viola swallowed hard and asked, "You mean, you didn't do it?"

"No, I just don't know how to help you." "Tell me, what happened?" Jennifer smiled and passed her a plum.

Slightly furrowing her delicate eyebrows, Viola hesitated and bit her fingers. "It was when I almost had to go to jail that the big screen in A City was broadcasting the video and conversation between me and Mr. Mei."

All of a sudden, Jennifer stood up and screamed, "Who the hell did that? It's great!"

Viola nodded slightly and bit the plum in her hand, "I've been thinking about it over and over again, but I can't figure out who helped me."

"I don't know who did it. But I think he did it well. Mr. Mei was too vicious and thus his reputation was ruined."

Jennifer turned on her laptop and searched for the screen with a search engine with keen interest.

After a short pause, Viola looked around the living room and lowered her voice unnaturally. "Where is Mr. Chu?"

"He took the little girl away in the morning that day." Jennifer didn't lift her head. She stared at the screen and said cynically, "He is indeed cold-blooded."

Viola responded quickly. She lay on the sofa and stared blankly at the ceiling, totally absent-minded.

At three pm.

It was the most suitable hotel apartment for the celebrity to live in B City. Maynard was wearing a black shirt, with slightly open neckline revealing his sexy collarbone and wheat skin. When the guard saw him bowed respectfully, a waiter in the room with a sweet smile led him to the second floor.

After the waitress left, Maynard rang the doorbell and the door was opened in less than ten seconds.

"I didn't know that you came here. Welcome." When Chol opened the door, he wore a sly smile on his face, which made him look more attractive. Then he turned around and sat down on the sofa. Maynard closed the door and sat opposite him coldly. He crossed his long, straight legs and said, "Give me the things."

A light flashed in Chol's eyes, and a perfect smile appeared on his face. "What do you mean? I don't understand."

Hearing that, Maynard's eyes turned dark. With a cold aura that prevented others from getting close to him, he said, "You have the video that Vivi hurt Mr. Mei."

"Who told you that?"

Chol smoothed his hair and the smile on his face disappeared.

"The paparazzi who sold your video told me that you bought it." With a poker face, Maynard said in a gloomy tone, "I don't know what you're up to, but I advise you to hand it in."

Hearing that, Chol's hand that was holding the coffee froze for an instant. Then he took a sip as if nothing had happened and frowned slightly. "Is there really no secret in the world forever?" he asked A mocking smile played at Maynard's thin lips. "I only want to record the video," he said

Chol shrugged helplessly and jeered at him, "As you helped to clear Viola's suspicion, at the same time, you don't want to see what's going to happen to Vivi. Which one do you like on earth?" Maynard's sight was extremely sharp. He raised his right hand and unbuttoned the buttons on the left sleeve. His threat was self-evident.

"Well, well, I am afraid of you." Chol made a gesture of surrender helplessly, but his narrow peach eyes showed no sincerity. Half joking and half knowing, he said, "I have a crush on Viola, so if you want the video, you should do me a favor."

The facial expression on Maynard's face, which looked like a knife, was completely tensed. Under his black and heavy eyes, an endless storm seemed to be brewing.

Chol narrowed his eyes, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and looked into his eyes.

They made eye contact. It seemed that there were shadows of swords flashing across their eyes. It was more like fighting for something. No one gave up without blinking.

In the afternoon, Viola was standing in the five-star luxury restaurant, looking at the beautiful crystal chandelier above her head and the waiters who presented the exquisite and delicious dishes made of silver. She was moving on the chair.

She looked up at Jennifer, who was sitting opposite to her, and her face darkened. "I just said that it was just a meal. Why did you make such a big scene?"

"We should celebrate your good luck." Jennifer said disapprovingly.

With a wry smile on her face, Viola waved her hand. She said in a manner as if she politely refused, "No, thank you. I am not used to this kind of occasion."

As soon as she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and yawned, feeling drowsy and tired that she hadn't had for a long time.

"Aunt Viola."

Hearing the clear and soft voice near Viola's ear, she looked at the direction where the sound came from. The little girl wore a pink dress, ran over to grab the corner of Viola's clothes.

A glimmer of surprise crossed Viola's mind. She lowered her voice subconsciously and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Babe, don't run around." Julie ran to them out of breath. She was relieved to see them stay together.

When Viola saw her, a friendly smile appeared on her face. "Aren't you in A City, Julie?"

"Mr. Chu asked me to come and help take care of the baby..." Julie hesitated for a long time. Finally, she couldn't help but say, "I've heard about your thing. Don't care about the president's attitude. In fact, he has always been..."

Before she could finish her words, Viola suddenly stood up and said, "Sorry, I don't want to hear this name now."

"But..."

Jennifer put down her chopsticks and interrupted Julie unhappily, "It's normal for you to speak for your boss. But Viola is not in a good mood. You'd better not say it."

"I'm sorry." Julie glanced at her, waving at the little girl, and said, "Baby, it's getting late. We have to go home."

The little girl nodded and followed Julie.

Viola lost her appetite so she ate only a few bites. When she was waiting for Jennifer to pay the bill, they walked to the elevator together.

At this moment, the door of the elevator opened and Maynard, who was tall and straight, walked out. At the same time, his sight happened to meet Viola in front of him.

Maybe there was something wrong with her brain, such as madness or being insane. Viola pulled Jennifer and said, "I've just had enough. Let's go upstairs to the eighth floor to enjoy the night view to digest the food."

"

She did not give Jennifer any chance to refute, just dragged and ran upstairs.

More than ten minutes later, Viola was out of breath, lying on the handle of the stairs on the third floor, looking tired.

Are you so bored?" Jennifer was exasperated at her poor quality and breathed heavily. "If you don't want to get in the elevator which Maynard had broken into before, you can get in the one next to it." They were on the fourth floor. Why did they have to go up to the eighth floor? Was it because they wanted to see the view?

Viola waved her hand. She ground her teeth and said pointedly, "No, I think he has sat beside me. He loves to date two girls at the same time."

"No contact between them." Jennifer was furious.

A little dumbfounded, Viola asked, "Really?"

Jennifer couldn't tolerate her any more. She rolled her eyes and said, "Why didn't you give it a second thought before?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I am not interested in people like him," Viola snapped¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶