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.
"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.