The first time I saw Stefan’s phone, he took it out and said, “It’s my agent. Okay, I have to go now, bye.”


    “Okay, take care on the way.”


    She waved her hand.


    Stefan answered the phone, “I’m back, I’ll be right there.” He said as he jogged to his car.


    He pressed the car siren, sort of saying hello to Vivian, and left.


    Vivian stood in the same ce and could not help but sigh with frustration, “s, the big stars earn money, but also too poor, busy as a dog.”


    The first thing you need to do is turn around and go into the hotel lobby and go directly to the elevator.


    It was just after one o’clock in the afternoon, the hotel was rtively few people in and out.


    Vivian got on the elevator, trailing behind a man in a trench coat, wearing a mask sunsses and duck tongue cap, quite some mysterious.


    As the other customers in the elevator went down one by one, only Vivian and the mysterious man were left.


    She swept a nce at the man behind her through the lighted elevator wall, a bit wary.


    Ding…


    The elevator opened, Vivian swept a nce at the floor and walked out.


    Walking down the corridor, she nced at the man behind her and noticed that he had been following.


    Vivian’s heart thumped for a moment, thinking, “Could Fraser be right, she is really being followed because she looks like Yoona?N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.


    At the corner of the corridor, Vivian leaned hard against the wall and waited for the mysterious man behind her to appear, she kicked high, only to have the man hold her ankle with his bare hands.


    “Who are you?”


    Vivian questioned, and before she stopped moving, a one hundred and eighty degree side flying kick was thrown at the man’s chest.


    The man seemed to be on guard and raised his hand to grab her foot, but Vivian’s strike was just a false move, between her foot moved down and kicked him hard in the chest.


    This kick, full of force, sent the man back a few steps.


    Vivian didn’t stop, she stepped forward again and swung a left hook at the man’s face, while the man suddenly bent down and grabbed her hips with his big palm and pushed her over his shoulder, heading for her suite.


    “Who are you? Who the hell are you?”


    Her guard was up, and she struggled with a single resistance.


    p…


    A loud p sounded as the man hit her hard on the buttocks, causing Vivian to grimace in pain, but instantly knew his identity.


    “Morris? It was you, wasn’t it?!” She questioned as she leaned over and sniffed him, and sure enough, that familiar and distinctive scent, who else was it if not Morris?


    Ding, the man swiped his card, opened the suite door and closed it with a bang.


    He walked into the suite with her on his shoulders and threw her hard on the bed, bullying her.


    “Who’s that guy?”


    Morris removed his mask and tossed his sunsses aside with it, his cold eyes looking down at the woman close at hand, his face quite somber.


    Vivian’s heart beat faster, jaw dropped to look at him, “That … you, when did youe?”


    The heart secretlymented their own foolishness.


    When Morris called her to ask when she would return to the hotel, she should have suspected that Morris hade.


    But she naively thought that Morris just wanted to wait for her to return to the hotel to have some private whisper with her.


    When she arrived at the hotel elevator, she also suspected that the person behind her would be Morris, but thinking that Morris was in the country, she could only think of someone else.


    She never expected that it would be Morris again!


    It was … a miscalction.


    “Answer my question.”


    Morris slender fingers hooked Vivian’s chin, dark as ink eyes slightly narrowed, eyes mixed with a little cold chill, look at people’s back chill, like sitting on pins and needles.


    “He … he is …,” Vivian pursed his lips, “Stefan.”


    Last time in the underground pce, Vivian told Morris that her first love was named Stefan, and Morris didn’t care much.


    It was only after he knew he was in love with Vivian that he was surprised to find that Vivian’s first love was actually Fraser.


    Morris deliberately went to investigate Fraser, andter learned that Stefan is the current super-hot first-tier star Stefan.


    “Which of your words do you think I should believe, hmm?”


    Morris really couldn’t figure out who Vivian really liked. And then he asked, “Or was it Fraser who was your first love and then Stefan who you fell in love with?”


    God knows, when he waited for Vivian in the hotel lobby and saw her and Stefan’s intimate appearance, it was as if a fire was burning in the bottom of his heart for his sanity.


    “Ah … this …”


    Vivian suddenly felt that Morris brain circuit some clear, she hands around Morris’s neck, red lips slightly hooked, “so angry, that means you really like me?”


    The man moved closer, the tip of his nose against the tip of her nose, and nibbled on her lips, “Answer my question!”


    At this moment the man’s body emits a clear and fresh aura, as if a moment to return to the initial acquaintance with him, his cold and lonely, domineering appearance.


    Vivian couldn’t help but gulp, “It’s not what you think, I’m just friends with crazy people.”


    Fengzi?


    Vivian’s name to Morris here just changed a taste, and even let him hear a few ambiguous.


    “A former boyfriend and girlfriend?”


    “Oh, not …” Vivian wrinkled her brow in displeasure, “Morris, you are not too domineering. Even if they were boyfriend and girlfriend, so what, they are friends, so what. You have to be so uptight?”


    Morris looked cold, his sharp gaze gazing at her.


    “I said, you …”


    Vivian wanted to say something else, Morris instantly got up, turned around and left the suite directly.


    She immediately sat up, inclined her head but also only saw his back, “Morris, you …”


    Bang–


    She hadn’t finished her sentence, Morris nged the door and threw it open, people directly away.


    Vivian sat on the bed in a daze, reached out and scratched her hair, very helpless.


    Ring-ring-ring


    The pocket phone suddenly rang, it was Yara’s phone.


    “Yara, why are you still awake?”


    She asked.


    On the other end of the phone, Yara was puzzled, “Who’s still awake, Morris?”