Covering her face with her hand in silence, a little bit embarrassed, she said, "Mr. Chu, it seems that I've wronged you."
Maynard sneered coldly. The low pressure around him increased instead.
Viola simply picked up the tissue on the table and wiped the tears off the cute girl. "Does it still hurt? Why are you teasing the dog? "
"…… Someone is riding a cartoon and it is very cool. I want to see a dog. " The little girl covered the gap between her teeth with her hand, and finally, Viola knew what she was talking about.
After a short pause, Viola said, "Mr. Chu, is that so?"
"She's a masochist like you. Do you think she cannot do it?" Maynard pressed the acupoints near his temple with a splitting headache.
The little girl was like a sensitive animal, hiding behind Viola.
With the corner of her mouth twitching, Anna advised in a more euphemistic way, "Mr. Chu, we should teach her well. What if she has a gold Python around her neck some day?"
Maynard pushed the chair away, walked around the large desk and sat down next to her. Then he dragged the little girl into his arms and put her on his lap.
"You should try something sweet or sour these days," Maynard pinched the little girl's nose disappointedly.
"No! Please don't!" The little girl shook her head, her eyes filling with tears, and protested, "No way!"
"Objection overruled!" Maynard retorted coldly while shooting a cold glance at her.
The little girl cried out, out of breath.
Viola cleared her throat and changed the topic of conversation stiffly. "Mr. Chu, does Miss Xia know about this?"
"Mommy, I want mommy. Daddy is annoying. Hiccup..." The little girl cried even louder as she struggled in her father's arms.
"Elly took her to the hospital. As soon as she got angry, she left the baby to me. Coincidentally, she had something to deal with in her company, so she asked me to take care of her for a few days."
Maynard, as though facing a formidable enemy, looked at the little girl, who was crying her nose and tears. Blue veins stood out on his temples.
Viola prayed for him silently in her heart, and her face was full of a flattering smile. "Mr. Chu, trust yourself, you can do it."
Maynard put her down and took a cold glance at her. "I'll leave her to you from today on," he said
The little girl sprang to her feet, and stretched out her slender legs, throwing herself into her arms.
"Me?" A little stunned, Viola pointed at herself with her index finger and said, "Mr. Chu, it's too windy. I can't hear you clearly."
She looked around and decided to play dumb.
"That's it, a pleasant decision." A faint smile played at Maynard's thin lips. Without saying a word, he made a decision and asked her to take over the suit.
Viola refused without hesitation, "No way!"
Maynard acted as if nothing had happened. Calmly, he picked up the cup of coffee and had a sip, looking at her slowly.
With her eyelids twitching, Viola had a bad feeling in an instant. She consciously distanced herself from him.
"Didn't you just say that kids are the flowers of the motherland and they need to be taken good care of?" Maynard raised his eyebrows and squinted at her, wearing an easy expression.
Upon hearing this, a lump came into her throat? Ah, how come I don't remember a thing? "
She blinked in confusion.
"This is your salary, as long as you take care of her." The corners of Maynard's mouth curled up into a smile. He stretched his left hand, making a gesture.
"A thousand a month?"
"No. we calculate the salary by day. One thousand for a day." Hearing that, a light flashed across Maynard's eyes. He loosened his tie and threw a big bomb.
Viola's eyes lit up and she sat up straight all of a sudden.
All she could see in her eyes was a symbol of money. She was so excited that she nodded repeatedly. "No problem. I agree."
Maynard raised his eyebrows with pleasure.
Viola woke up. She squatted on the ground and rubbed the little girl's hair, speaking in a very low voice in front of him, "Baby, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? "
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