The reporters were hot on her heels, and it was as if the fear of being stuck with a microphone three years ago asking her what she thought about Chassell was gripping her once again.

But unlike last time, there was a hand pulling her tightly.

It was as if she was being dragged upward from the abyss.

I don't know how long it took to finally get rid of those reporters.

Channing stopped, looked at Winnie's heels on her feet, and looked around, "Wait here for a minute."

He was just about to let go when Winnie subconsciously tightened her grip on his fingers.

Channing's eyebrows twitched slightly and his dark eyes gazed at her.

Winnie came back to her senses and immediately withdrew her hand, responding vaguely, "Okay."

Channing went into the women's shoe store not far away, came out in less than two minutes, and went into the convenience store next door.

Winnie leaned against the wall, keeping her head down.

Soon, Channing appeared in front of her, took her to sit on a nearby bench, and was about to squat down to change her shoes when Winnie said, "I'll do it myself."

She took the shoes from Channing's hand and bent over slightly.

Channing didn't say anything, just unwrapped the band-aid and handed it to her.

While Winnie was changing her shoes, the strap on her right wrist, which looked like a bracelet, loosened a bit, revealing interlaced and mottled scars.

Channing's brow furrowed slightly.

The moment Winnie changed her shoes and raised her head, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

Winnie wore the flat shoes he bought and put the pair of high heels she just wore in the shoe box, "Thanks."

Channing collects the Band-Aid crap: "Why did Cooper show up with you."

"...... met him downstairs." Winnie hung her head, "I turned him down."

Channing said, "Your method doesn't work."

Winnie didn't say anything.

and said, "Come on, let's get you

without thinking: "No, I'll just ask my assistant

and spoke lightly, "Are

Winnie: "......"

because

the phone, the call hadn't been

keep a little

you home that night and didn't do anything." Channing gaze slowly look at her, four

two words, reflexively want to

she tried to make one last sophomoric defense: "I said I don't

doesn't mean you can pretend

a little that she

topic be

pursed her lips, "I'm drunk, and

if he was laughing at her,

is very suitable for you, both in age and appearance, and family

are you coming when I get

......

"In what capacity, sister?"

and opened her mouth but no

out again, self-deprecatingly, "Family history, where do you think with my birth, there is

father who had cast a lingering shadow

to you in any way,

fact that I was

was once your father, but what he did has nothing

"What about

clenched, moved

so I

panicked and looked away sideways, "No

quickly,

hand to

looked at her back, raised his hand and pressed his brow, then

......

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