Glancing at her for a while, Viola swallowed hard and asked, "You mean, you didn't do it?"
"No, I just don't know how to help you." "Tell me, what happened?" Jennifer smiled and passed her a plum.
Slightly furrowing her delicate eyebrows, Viola hesitated and bit her fingers. "It was when I almost had to go to jail that the big screen in A City was broadcasting the video and conversation between me and Mr. Mei."
All of a sudden, Jennifer stood up and screamed, "Who the hell did that? It's great!"
Viola nodded slightly and bit the plum in her hand, "I've been thinking about it over and over again, but I can't figure out who helped me."
"I don't know who did it. But I think he did it well. Mr. Mei was too vicious and thus his reputation was ruined."
Jennifer turned on her laptop and searched for the screen with a search engine with keen interest.
After a short pause, Viola looked around the living room and lowered her voice unnaturally. "Where is Mr. Chu?"
"He took the little girl away in the morning that day." Jennifer didn't lift her head. She stared at the screen and said cynically, "He is indeed cold-blooded."
Viola responded quickly. She lay on the sofa and stared blankly at the ceiling, totally absent-minded.
At three pm.
It was the most suitable hotel apartment for the celebrity to live in B City. Maynard was wearing a black shirt, with slightly open neckline revealing his sexy collarbone and wheat skin.
When the guard saw him bowed respectfully, a waiter in the room with a sweet smile led him to the second floor.
After the waitress left, Maynard rang the doorbell and the door was opened in less than ten seconds.
"I didn't know that you came here. Welcome." When Chol opened the door, he wore a sly smile on his face, which made him look more attractive. Then he turned around and sat down on the sofa.