Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

For breakfast Channing made bean sprout soup to quench the wine...

Winnie was halfway through her meal when she suddenly noticed Channing's suitcase in the living room. She choked coldly and her eyes widened, "Why did you bring your suitcase too?"

Channing pulled a piece of paper and wiped the soup stains from her mouth, "I'm staying here for the next few months too."

Winnie: "?"

Channing said, "I've seen it, and the hotel is not far from the office."

"It's not a matter of far or not far, how can someone put it at home and not live, run to stay in a hotel, you ......"

"Are you not wanting to stay with me."

Winnie: "......"

How she somehow felt, he said this sentence like some aggrieved look.

Winnie suddenly slowed her tone, "I didn't mean it that way."

Channing bowed his head and ate his breakfast, "That'll do, I've contacted the hotel, no outsiders will be let in and no one will be photographed."

Winnie still tried to struggle a little more, moved forward a few minutes closer, whispered: "I live in the hotel because the crew has rules, and the convenience of commuting every day, if there is a choice, I am definitely still willing to stay at home, or so, I go back one day a week can it, the crew I go to communicate, there will be no problem. "

Channing looked up at her, "But I don't want to be separated from you for a day."

Winnie met his gaze, her eyes blinked, and finally lost: "...... line."

Compared to Channing's previous occasional nasty calls to her sister, or gave her plenty of security, what she can't stand, is his simple and straightforward way.

have

doorbell rang, Winnie thought it was the assistant calling her, she was about to get up, Channing was already

Winnie sat down again.

Francis, carrying breakfast and with a headache from a

door opened, he apparently froze as well, and made a point of looking at the door

looked at Channing again and smiled knowingly, "You're Winnie's

against the door, arms around his chest, and looked at him coldly: "Which one are

her colleague, bringing

he wanted to go

sidled up to stop him,

was surprised, "Really? Then I really came

lifted his chin, signaling that he was free to

not about to go back yet, looked up and

ran over, she stood behind Channing: "Francis? What

yesterday, thanks to the antidote Ms. Truman sent, and I'm not

you're welcome, it's me who should thank you for helping me

you sent, otherwise I probably wouldn't have been able

what, I've already eaten breakfast, thank

that they had been talking apart, he said, "Ms. Truman brother looks quite tall

Winnie: "......"

you can

Francis: "......"

short, a meter eight head it, but really short of his

twice: "Brother a look is often play basketball, or when

Channing didn't refuse: "Okay."

choking. She pulled Channing back a little and said to him, "You go back and

to Francis again, "Excuse me, he's not my brother,