With her own plan, Viola braced herself to go back to the villa, with a flattering smile on her face. "Mr. Chu, may I know what can I do for you?"
"I'm not in the mood to joke with you." Maynard sipped his coffee calmly. Taking a look at the alarm clock on the wall, he said, "You make Vivi cry, go to apologize to her tomorrow."
The smile on her face suddenly disappeared. Viola stared at him unbelievably and asked, "What did you say? You want me to apologize to her? "
She thought she had misheard him, so she asked two questions in succession.
"I made myself clear." Maynard put down the cup, crossed his legs and leisurely leaned back on the sofa.
Viola was furious. She closed her chin which almost fell down. "Do you have to be so unreasonable?"
"After apologizing, everything is fine." Maynard squinted at her with a faint smile.
Noticing that he had no interest in her at all, Viola clenched her hands into fists unconsciously, gnashed her teeth and said, "I want to make a deal with you!"
"Really?" Hearing that, Maynard raised his eyes in a low spirit. "You can tell me," he said
She took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "I can go to apologize to Vivi, but you have to put on a play for me."
"Go on." Maynard raised his eyebrows and gave a hint.
For some unknown reasons, there were sweats in her hands. Viola took a deep breath with difficulty. "My father is here. He wants to see his son-in-law. Help me deal with him."
"Well, woman, you have no right to bargain with me." Maynard sneered at her, without any expression on his face. "Besides, I've said that your family members went crazy for money. If I'm not wrong, they just popped out one by one in order to blackmail money."
He put his slender hands on his knees lightly, and the tree shaped chandelier above his head reflected the light, making him difficult to approach.
In a rage, Viola pushed him to the sofa in two or three steps. Her hands were pale because she grabbed his collar. "Take back what you have said."
He could say her liking money but he couldn't say that about her father.
Maynard slightly raised his head and gave a faint smile. Holding her chin with his big hand, he said word by word in a tough tone, "That's impossible. Since you have something to ask me for, you should kneel down, so that I can embarrass myself to see your father."
Taking a deep look at him, Viola suddenly pushed him away and got off.
She took two steps back and smiled stiffly. She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Do you want to laugh me to death and inherit my beauty?"
"Beauty?" Maynard sat straight and sniffed. "Do you have that kind of thing?"
Viola returned with a defiant smile. Suddenly, her eyes fell on his face same with Ann, and she was shocked.
A sense of fear rose in her heart. She slumped into the sofa and patted her chest with great relief.
Luckily, he didn't say yes.
If she went to see Uncle Qi, the secret that Ann looked like him would come out.
Viola covered her face in silence. This was absolutely an act of self-destructing.
She coughed and smiled, which was quite unusual.
"Reporter Qi, that's your last choice." Maynard reminded her in a "very kind" manner. "Do you want to kneel down or wait for being seen through?"
Viola rolled her eyes to the ceiling and shrugged indifferently. "It's none of your business whether I am seen through or not. Kneel down? Do you think you are the emperor? "
Maynard was surprised at the sight of her. It seemed that he didn't expect her to turn over the pages so quickly.
"Good for you!" Maynard squinted his long, narrow eyes, and suddenly became dangerous.
Curling her lips, Viola felt sorry for him. "Mr. Chu, the Qing Dynasty has already gone. It's impossible for me to kneel down," she said
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