Throughout the morning, Winnie spent her time at home packing.

As she has always had the habit of throwing away what she doesn't want, so the miscellaneous stuff isn't too much, and it's quick to organize.

When she received Channing's stuff, though, she found that he had a little more than she expected.

It seems to have completely invaded her life.

Winnie was about to finish collecting when her assistant's phone call came: "Winnie, we're downstairs."

"Okay, you guys come on up."

Winnie pulled on her suitcase, stood up and looked at the place where she had lived for two or three years and let out a soft breath.

Soon, the assistant and driver came up and carried Winnie's things down.

On her last trip, she stood in the doorway of her study, looking at the place she had just set up, and the moonlight that was her favorite.

Winnie was just about to go in and take the moonlight with her when a knock came on the door, "Is this Ms. Truman, please."

Standing outside the door were two men in work uniforms.

Thinking about yesterday, Winnie's eyes unconsciously became more alert as she said, "Who are you."

The staff said, "Mr. Steward sent us over to move you."

Winnie froze: "I'm all packed up ......"

The staff took two steps forward, looked behind her and explained, "Mr. Steward specifically explained to us to move the things in the study intact."

Winnie was going to call Channing to ask about it, but after hearing him say that, she felt that there was no need to ask, and it was indeed something that Channing could do.

When the assistant came up, she looked in surprise at the people who were moving things in the study and asked, "Winnie, did you also call a moving company."

Winnie laughed dryly twice, "Yes ...... yes, let's go down first."

The assistant reached out and tried to take the moonlight in her arms, "Winnie, give me this."

"I'll take this, you help me

"Okay."

......

at the address Channing had sent her, the assistant looked around with wide eyes and

only a few words, want to live here, alone

is very strict, not the residents here simply can not enter, even if there is take-out, are security at the door to take personally

circle, looking for a lot of relations, want to live in, but did not

her

should have explained in advance, Winnie when they came in, there are staff followed by the door, so all the

the door, entered the code, opened the

in the eye, is the panoramic glass window, standing here, as if you can

up, the desk delivery man

to Winnie and whispered, "Winnie, this place is

Winnie: "......"

had left, the assistant added,

shook her head, "I'll do it

and

"Good."

the moonlight and

bedroom almost as big as a basketball court, a

in the study have been replaced by the

it at the time according to the style of her home,

and found it empty except for a

having seen owner-only superstores inside the

closed the door and walked

staircase here, and the privacy and security are

arrived downstairs and walked slowly through the

she walked, she felt

her head, her face

probably didn't recognize her, cocking her head and

came back,

over and

walked over and took Simon in her

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