Can't stop loving you novel Chapter 179

Somehow, Viola had a bad feeling when she looked at Chol.

"I'll help you for a day, and you must cook for me for a week," He asked a waiter for a cup of coffee and made his requirement to her.

"A week?"

"Yes." With his hands clasped on the table, Chol added, "You can tell me your answer after you think it over."

When Viola thought about it for two minutes, she decided to cook the meal for seven days and choose the former to face her father's reprimand and the danger of being exposed.

She held out her hand and gritted her teeth, "Deal."

Chol held her hands and smiled innocently.

Viola thought they had reached an agreement. After pondering for a while, she asked the question that she really wanted to ask, "Can you tell me where we can meet then?"

"You should tell me first why you hire someone to pretend to be your husband." Chol responded with a fake smile.

Due to the lack of guilt, Viola's eyes began to dodge. "Well, in fact, my father has always been concerned with my marriage. This time I don't know where he heard that I got married, so he came here to see his son-in-law..."

She did not finish her sentence, but gave him a look that he understood.

"So you have to get him a son-in-law?" Chol nodded his head slowly with one hand propping his chin, "But I'm more curious about whether you're married or not."

Viola was numb on her face, but she was crying in her heart. She took a sip of water and said, "No comment."

"Well, come to my house on Saturday. I don't want to be photographed by paparazzi." Chol shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless.

Viola sensibly reached out her hand and made an "OK" gesture.

A big problem that had been settled was finally resolved. As soon as Viola got home and entered the house, she was pulled back to her room by Ann.

"You were sneaky these days. Were you so stupid as to ask Maynard for help?" Ann let go of Viola, hugged the rabbit and looked at her with doubt.

Viola suddenly had an urge to run away, but she bit the tip of her tongue and barely laughed. "Of course not. Don't worry."

"I don't think so much. It's you. Don't be silly." Ann put on a long face and said in a disappointed tone.

Viola nodded.

After Ann left, she quickly took out the household register from the drawer and recalled that every time the household register was with her, bad things would always happen

She immediately picked it up in her hand and opened the door. As she walked out, she saw Uncle Qi watching news. She handed the residence booklet to him and said, "Dad, this is the residence booklet that Aunt Xu asked for."

"Please sit down. We have something to talk about." Uncle Qi put the household register on the table and looked sideways at her.

Viola nodded and sat beside him stiffly.

"I know you have suffered a lot these years, so I hope you can marry a man who treats you well. As for whether you have money, that is not the point." Uncle Qi sighed and said in all earnestness, "I also know that your stepmother and your brother come to ask you for money. Don't make yourself embarrassed."

Hearing his words, Viola suddenly had an urge to cry. She nodded heavily.

"Dad is old. You are the only daughter. You must live a happy life." Uncle Qi patted her on the shoulder and changed the topic with a stiff tone. "Well, I want to see the guy who takes you away tomorrow."

A bitter smile crept over on Viola's face, but she had silently prayed for Chol.

On Saturday.

On the appointed time, Viola and her father rang the doorbell of Chol's house.

After a while, the door was opened from inside. Seeing that Chol was wearing a blue suit and a tie of the same color and looked evil and elegant, almost suspecting that she had entered the wrong door.

"Hello, uncle. This way, please." With a decent smile on his face, Chol stepped aside.

Uncle Qi looked at him for two seconds and entered with a poker face.

When Viola passed by Chol, she was on the verge of collapse. She lowered her voice and said, "Haven't you told me to take it easy?"

Why does it look like a party of some noble clan?

"Now that we are acting, we should make it perfect." With a mischievous smile on his face, he continued in a low voice, "Just leave it to me."

When Maynard passed by her, he whispered in her ear in a voice that could only be heard by them. "When I come back, we'll sign the divorce agreement."

Upon hearing this, Viola was stunned for a while and then nodded her head.

In the evening, when Viola returned home, Ann was playing on his computer. She turned on the TV and was about to go upstairs to turn off the computer

"Here is an emergency news for you. Flight No. 337 from A City to Z City of X Country was crashed. Total 200 passengers died."

But Viola didn't take it to heart. She turned off the TV with the remote controller.

At that moment, her cell phone rang. She took it out and pressed the answer button. At that moment, Julie's anxious voice reached her ears, "Miss Qi, something happened to our CEO. He crashed on the plane..."

Upon hearing what she said, Viola paused and hung up the phone in silence.

The next second, she rushed out of the door.

When she was waiting for a taxi outside the community, a Maybach stopped in front of her. The window was rolled down, revealing the faces of Bernard and Jennifer.

"Viola, where are you going at this late hour?" Then Jennifer got out of the car with a complicated look on her face.

Then Viola waved towards Bernard and turned to look at Jennifer and said, "I heard something happened to Mr. Chu. I'm just about to go and confirm it."

"Tomorrow." Jennifer looked rather angry and continued, "Besides, he was so bad to you. You don't have to worry about him."

With a yawn, Viola nodded sentimentally. "Yes, he is. But Vivi is so pathetic."

"Why should she be pitiful?" Jennifer still couldn't figure it out.

With a sympathetic look on her face, Viola patted Jennifer's shoulder and said, "She went together with Mr. Chu. As expected, being a mistress would bring her a bad ending."

Jennifer was speechless.

Viola turned around and went home casually, thinking about burning more paper money for Maynard