Can't stop loving you

Chapter 188 The Difference Between 19 And 61

"Reporter Qi, can you just shut up or I'll find someone to sew it up for you?"

A murderous look flitted across Maynard's eyes.

A cold shiver ran down Viola's spine. She smartly raised her hand and made a zipper action. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Vivi proudly glanced at her and pulled Maynard's broken sleeve. "I want a princess hug, too."

Viola bent over, retching.

Hearing what she said, Maynard squinted. He raised his hand to rub Vivi's hair on the top of her head.

A pampering smile played at the corners of his mouth. Looking at Viola, he gave her an undisguised

dislike, "She is too fat. Her waist was injured before she was held. Now I can't carry you on my back or

hug you."

Vivi's face changed. She looked terrible.

With a gloating look on her face, Viola giggled and said, "Vivi. As an experienced woman, I have been

persuading you to be more optimistic. If you want to find a man, you should get the one with good

kidneys."

As soon as she finished saying that, the expressions in her and Vivi's eyes, which were fixed on

Maynard, became subtle at the same time.

"Good, good, very good." A crafty, evil smile appeared on Maynard's face.

When he thought he was out of his mind, Viola suddenly felt a sharp pain on her wrist. Before she

could react, she was dragged out to the corridor.

When she withdrew her hand, Maynard had already returned to his room and closed the door in front of

her.

Displeased, Viola strode forward and knocked on the door.

To her disappointment, Maynard didn't respond at all.

She yawned and was about to leave with her dull eyes when there was a pleasant voice in the room

——

"What Please don't do that. It hurts... "

"Honey, relax. It's not the first time..."

Vivi has a whimpering sound of begging for mercy and Maynard said with a soft and enchanting voice.

As soon as she was about to go out, Viola withdrew without hesitation. Then, as if seeing thousands of

bills flying in front of her, she couldn't wait to stamp her feet and ran outside to the window

She bent over the window excitedly. She reached into the room and took lots of pictures.

Crack! Crack! Crack

With excitement and mockery full of her face, Viola muttered to herself, "That's right. This is what I want

to see..."

However, when she saw that Maynard was applying medicine to Vivi with a cotton swab soaked in

liquid medicine, the rest of what Viola wanted to say was stuck in her throat.

"Reporter Qi, say what you just said." Maynard looked at her with a faint smile.

"Did I say anything? I don't remember. "

Viola smiled.

"The camera in your hand..." Hearing that, Maynard's uneasy face froze and his black eyes squinted

slightly. "Is it the third camera sponsored by Miss Lan?" he asked

Viola sneered and covered the camera vigilantly. She raised her little chin slightly and said: "Your sight

is not good. This is clearly the one you threw outside and smashed to Vivi."

She threw up her hands and showed a blank and innocent expression.

Vivi opened her mouth wide and was petrified.

"What material are you going to take for the camera? Do you refer to us?" Maynard came to the

window, tucking a wisp of hair around her forehead with his right hand under the cuffs of his suit.

Viola covered her mouth with a dry cough. But soon she burst into laughter and said in an exaggerated

way, "Ha ha, you can't talk nonsense if you don't have evidence."

The corners of Maynard's long and narrow eyes raised, and the danger was doubled.

In the frozen atmosphere, Viola flinched, bent over and hid, turned around and ran to the bathroom of

another room pretending to be calm and turned on the tap.

Regardless of the water sound from the tap, she took out her phone to make a call as soon as

possible.

"Why is it you again?"

As soon as the line was connected, she heard the voice of Earl Lan, which was full of impatience.

For fear that her voice might be deafening, she quickly took a deep breath and said in a panic, "What

should I do? Mr. Chu has discovered my scheme."

"…… Look out for yourself... " At the other side, the Earl Lan heaved a deep sigh. Apparently, he had

no expectation of her intelligence. "Well, we could ..."

"We could kill him," said Viola.

"Fuck off!" At the other end of the phone, Earl Lan couldn't help but curse, "You'd better find a toy boy

to have an affair, and then pretend to be found by him!"

"Click!"

As soon as Viola loosened her grip on the cellphone, it dropped from her hand. She widened her clear

eyes in shock.

She bent down and picked up her phone. Although the phone was out of sight, she still shook her

head. "No! Absolutely no!"

She wanted to divorce and she didn't deserve to have a bad name.

"Why not?" "If my memory serves me right, you will be the one who gives up all the marital property

even if you don't have an affair," Earl Lan continued

On a second thought, Viola agreed with him. So she simply clapped her thigh and said, "Well, that's a

pleasant decision."

The next day.

Viola hired a toy boy, who was known as a killer of rich ladies on the Internet. She told him to go to a

nearby hotel, and asked him to check in a room number, and then sent out the house number.

As soon as she received the house number 61, she asked somebody to send it to Maynard.

Following the information that the toy boy told her, Viola opened the door of the hotel and saw a scene.

The hotel's white bed was covered with bright red rose petals, and a few pieces of flower petals were

inevitably dropped on the floor. She stepped in a trance, and before she could realize where she

stepped, a colorful steaks of air at every corner flushed to the ceiling.

Viola stepped back two steps in a row, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Before she came to herself, a deep and magnetic voice came from behind, "Reporter Qi, I didn't expect

that you would have such a day like other women to flatter me."

Maynard was wearing a white shirt, and leaning against the door with his hands crossed in front of his

chest. A glimmer of amusement flashed across his eyes.

Viola rolled her eyes in a huff. Looking at the romantic atmosphere in front of her, she couldn't bear to

look away.

"Since you seldom take the initiative, I will give you the chance." Maynard stepped into the room, as if

he was performing a benefactor. He sat on a white cashmere chair with his legs crossed. With a forced

smile on his cool and handsome face, he said, "Come and massage my legs."

There was a deep black cross engraved on her forehead. "Massage you bastard! I don't want to do

this! "

She grabbed the blanket and the petals on it floated to the ground. But she was still indignant. She took

out her phone and called the toy boy. "Victor, I'm asking you, where are you?"

She almost roared out these words.

"Miss Qi, I mistook your card number. I take the 19 number as 61. I'm sorry Please... "

It suddenly dawned on her, but Viola didn't listen to his explanation and hung up the phone. Being

angry, she sat on the bed and laughed. "So now what's going on is false."