"Where is she?"
Hearing that, Maynard on the other end of the phone could not tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Her?" Chol sneered and pretended to be silly, "Who do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb with me." Instead of getting angry, Maynard laughed. All of a sudden, his voice sounded as cold as ice. "You know who I'm talking about."
"You are talking about Little Jin..." It suddenly dawned on him. Chol lifted his eyes and glanced at the direction of Viola. His tone became vague. "She's asleep, but I'm looking at her next to her. There's no problem at all."
"Wake her up and ask her to answer the phone." Maynard said coldly.
"Raise your voice, I can't hear you." Chol covered his ears while he was lying.
When Viola was tossing and turning in her bed, she was finally woken up by the noise. She stood up with the help of a chair and found that her mobile phone was in the hand of Chol. She quickly walked over and said, "Chol, you take my phone!"
"Stop it. I'm talking to an asshole about when to make the call." He stepped back and deliberately raised his voice.
"An asshole? Who is it? "
"It's a secret," He said angrily.
Viola touched her forehead helplessly, took a deep sigh, suppressed the urge to curse, and spread out her fair and delicate hand, "Give it to me."
"Don't be so heartless. After all, we are close to each other." His voice was full of infinite love.
Viola's hands itched and the corners of her mouth twitched. She had an impulse to slap him to death.
She looked through him and saw him behind. She straightened up and smiled tenderly and lovingly. "Aunt, why are you here?"
He reflexively turned his head back to look at them. At this critical moment, Viola strode forward and took the phone back while he was distracted.
"Naughty girl." His hands were empty, and he smiled charmingly.
She rolled her eyes at him and looked down to check how many minutes he had called so that she could pay him in advance.
She was startled when she saw the caller ID on the screen of the mobile phone. It was Maynard and he hadn't hung up the phone