Can't stop loving you
Chapter 71 Drunken Madness

"Hoo, hoo, Hoo..."

Viola rushed to the airport, passing through the crowd of passengers who had just got off the plane. She stood there, gasping for breath, her heart pounding rapidly.

After she felt less pain in her chest, she looked around for the figure of Maynard.

She wiped the sweat on her forehead and said, "It's so tiring to call me in the early morning and ask me to pick you up."

She didn't see Maynard and wanted to check the time on her cell phone to see if she had arrived too late. Just when she was about to check whether it was late, she saw Maynard walking out in a dark suit and looking down at his watch from time to time. Behind him, there was a bodyguard who carried a white luggage.

When Viola was about to call out, Yesenia came out from the bedroom, wearing a beige dress and light clothes.

Her faint voice was stuck in her throat.

Hearing what Yesenia had said, Maynard turned around to look at her. In an instant, with a smile covering his face, Yesenia walked forward to walk together with him, while behind her, the female agent carried the luggage.

Viola always had a good eyesight. She saw his luggage was the same as that of Yesenia, which was carved with a hibiscus flower on it.

Watching them leaving, she was depressed for two seconds.

Depressed, she patted her face and went to a magazine after they left.

Playing with a guiding pen, Viola looked gloomy. "Chief, shall I agree to his conditions or not?"

Without a second thought, Stephanie said bluntly, "Say yes."

Coming back to her senses, she continued, "Chief, why not give it a try?"

"It's you, not me." Without hesitation, Stephanie got rid of her. With a threatening and murderous look in her eyes, she asked, "But, do you dare?"

Chief's words were like a sword stabbing into her heart. She shook her head and denied.

"That's good." The coldness on Stephanie's face softened a little. The next second, she put the plate on the table and said, "You're in charge of Chol, and Mul responsible for Ivy and Zarian. If anything happens to me again, you'd better go home and eat yourself!"

With a shudder in her body, she pictured the scene in which she ate herself, feeling creepy.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and went to replace Chol with the card given by him.

That's right. The card contains the address of Chol.

What was shown on the card was a clean lake community for the elderly. It was quiet and leisurely there, and no one would disturb them.

Viola thought that it may be the reason Chol lived here.

Outside of Chol's apartment, Viola had been pressing the doorbell for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

After confirming that there was no one in the cell phone, she took out her cell phone and wanted to make a call, but suddenly found that she did not have his cell phone number. She was so angry that she almost fainted.

Walking back and forth outside, she bit her teeth and stamped her feet. "I believe that I can't wait for someone!"

As she waited, she played with her cell phone to kill time.

As time passed, she felt as if time had passed.

When it was six o'clock in the evening, a car with lights on was driving towards them from a distance.

Viola was delighted and decided to be straightforward. She ran out and put out her hands in front of the car after it drove in.

There was an emergency brake.

"Reporter Qi, are you sick of living?" As the car window was rolled down, Chol stuck his head out of the car window with an angry look in his eyes.

She clenched her arm and tried to cheer herself up. "If I couldn't interview you, I might have been hit to death by you."

She was not hungry at all.

"I didn't expect you to be so dedicated." He got off the car and walked towards her with his hands in his pockets.

When she heard these sarcastic words, she was quite displeased. She grabbed his clothes and said, "You have made me wait for a whole day. I will definitely teach you a lesson or my surname is not Qi."

He glanced at the hand grasping the clothes on his chest and said casually, "Your arms and legs are small. It's good that you don't hurt yourself."

Viola grinned, showing eight of her perfect teeth. She stepped on her high heels and said: "Really?"

It hurt so much that he almost jumped up. Although he tried hard to control his facial expression, he frowned and pushed her away. "You!" "I'm hungry. Let's have dinner."

She had been trying to seize him, and this was the day.

"I'll treat you. Let's have something big, okay?" He was afraid that she would play the same trick again, so he agreed reluctantly.

Viola let go of him and took out the cap she used to wear from her handbag.

She crooked her finger to him, "Keep your head down."

"For what?" Although he asked, he lowered his head at the same time.

Viola put the hood on him and patted him on the head. "Alright! Don't act like a spoiled child. If I tell your secrets, you'll be taken by surprise." She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, and lead the way proudly.

He cursed in a low voice and followed her.

Coming to the night market, Viola sat at a barbecue stand. She ordered two bottles of beer and twenty kebabs, and then started to eat in the chair behind the round table.

"What's so good about it?" He glanced around and then looked at the woman who was enjoying the food with relish.

Viola picked up a skewer and handed it to him. She bit the food and said in a muffled voice, "You (long rice) have a taste."

When he looked at the burnt oil on the chicken wings, he pushed them back with disgust on his face. "Next time, please let me treat you to a restaurant, or something like that. It's too low-grade to buy such chicken wings here."

Viola picked up a beer bottle and raised it. Her smile was full of threats. "Lower grade?"

The corner of his mouth twitched. He pulled down his hat and said, "Just take it as I didn't say it."

After drinking two bottles of beer, Viola was a little drunk. Supported by him, she staggered here and there.

"You're such a crazy woman. You can't drink." Gritting his teeth.

It was not easy to get to the place where there was a taxi on the side of the road. When Chol was about to hail a taxi, Viola was so drunk that she hugged him, bit him on his arm.

He sucked in a deep breath and pinched her in the face.

It hurt so much that she had to let go of her lips and lean against his chest, muttering, "Yummy..."

Chol's face darkened with anger.

Not far away, a Rolls Royce drove towards them. When Maynard, who was sitting in the car, saw the scene, his face was gloomy.

"What's wrong, Mr. Chu?" Mr. Li, Maynard's driver, was taken aback when he saw Maynard in the rearview mirror.

Withdrawing his sight, Maynard said, "Hurry up."

The Rolls Royce passed them.

She knew nothing about it at all. She felt dizzy because of the alcohol.

Chol shook her shoulder and asked, "Crazy woman, where is your home?"

She frowned and felt her stomach churning probably because of the violent shake. She opened her mouth and vomited all the liquid out to him. When he realized it, it was too late for him to dodge.

"Stay away from me. You stink."

Seeing the rhythm of someone on his clothes, he sneered and said, "Don't you dislike my stinking smell? Then let's see if you can survive here."

After throwing Viola to the bench, he walked five steps and stopped suddenly. Thinking that the crazy woman had saved his life, he turned around and walked back.

Drunk, she waved on the bench and said, "Two little bees, flying into the flowering shrubs, yapping..."

When Chol came over, many people had already been watching. He pulled his hat on subconsciously.

Viola slowly stood on the chair and burped. Her face was covered with tears. She said: "Let me tell you, today is a great day. I am going to jump off the cliff." Hearing her words, he stopped. He felt so humiliated that he wanted to strangle her