380: Overly confident! _3
This is really too much!
He felt like his hands were about to break.
Viola slightly raised her eyes and looked coldly at the young man, "Don't disgrace the locals."
Her tone was light and airy, but he felt like he had been plunged into an icehouse.
He knew he had messed with the wrong person.
"Boss, I was wrong! Forgive me!"
"Scram." Viola spat out a word.
The young man ran away without looking back.
That girl was truly terrifying!
When Terrence returned, Viola was still sitting quietly as if nothing had happened.
Just as if nothing had ever happened.
"Viola."
Viola slightly raised her eyes at the approaching man, looking a bit puzzled.
There he was, his left hand holding onto a hydrogen balloon with an animal pattern; his right hand carrying roasted chestnuts with sugar and a cup of hot milk tea, slowly walking towards her against the backdrop of a dazzling mantle of stars.
The scene was somewhat beautiful.