Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 1195

With the knowledge that Channing was the head of Star Ferry Technology, the rest of the people in the booth, except Winnie and Aimee, were more or less uncomfortable.

Francis is the one with less.

In the end, it is a person who has won a film star, for this kind of scene even if the inner turmoil, the surface can also do not be surprised, and soon the topic to other places.

The whole meal, Channing was very natural, they why, he answered what, and the boy who played basketball, and not much different.

Gradually, the table relaxed again.

As a result, the entire booth, only Aimee noticed that Winnie's bowl was never empty, and every time she finished eating, unknowingly, there was another piece.

But those foods are not high in calories.

Aimee silently drink water, she can not eat, why should come to suffer this crime.

Since we had to shoot the movie the next day, the meal was over as soon as it was finished.

When he reached the door, Francis, not knowing if it was a deliberate attempt to avenge Channing's teasing of him at the dinner table, suddenly spoke, "We're going straight back to the hotel, goodbye Mr. Steward."

The rest of the boys, followed him and said, "Goodbye Mr. Steward."

Channing swept Francis, who looked away and pretended nothing was happening.

The fastest reactor was Aimee, who said, "I have to go too, see my friends next time."

After greeting the crowd, she put on her mask and ran down the street to get a car to leave.

Francis once again turned his attention to Channing and teased, "Isn't Mr. Steward leaving yet."

A crowd of people looked over again.

Channing's lips pursed slightly as he turned and walked in the other direction.

After he left, a boy lamented, "I really didn't expect that I actually played a game with the head of Star Ferry Technology today and had dinner together, it's too awesome to say out loud!"

"Yeah, I feel like I'm dreaming now when I think about it, and ...... Mr. Steward is really good without the shelf."

"More than no shelf, a guy like me thinks he's handsome. But then again, how did he come to play basketball with us?"

The conversation immediately turned to Francis, who was asked how he got Channing to come.

And looking at him like that, he doesn't know what.

Francis laughed dryly twice, glanced at Winnie outside the crowd, and blurted out, "It's ...... a friend's brother."

The group of boys were even more shocked: "You actually know Ruan and are friends with her?!"

Francis: "......"

Now it's even more difficult to say.

When they were done, Winnie said softly, "You guys go back to the hotel, I'll go over there and get something."

Francis saw her mind at a glance, then whispered, "Don't blame me for not warning you, ah, there are media on the roadside."

Winnie: "?"

Francis said, "Followed me for months, the group, and thought I did not know them, long ago the license plate memorized."

Winnie looked back and sure enough, she saw someone in a vehicle on the side of the road with a camera, and as soon as they saw her, they immediately closed the window again. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Forget it.

She said, "Come on, let's go back."

Back at the hotel, the rest of the people got off the elevator one after another, and finally only Winnie and Francis were left.

Francis hand in his pants pocket: "I came back and searched your boyfriend, not to mention, he is really quite powerful."

Winnie: "......"

Francis got curious: "Eh, how do you guys know each other?"

"That's a long story."

"It's fine, it's fine, I can take my time and listen."

Winnie was silent: "Things start with a scum ......"

"Who?"

"Clarence Conrad."

Francis: "......"

He suddenly felt the story had to be on overdrive to listen to it.

Francis said, "Or forget it, I'm afraid that if I know these secret secrets of the gentry, I'll be silenced one day."

Winnie smiled: "Nothing, at most tomorrow you Ruan is your friend this thing, spread to his ears, he was curious to see it."

Francis coughed, at this time, the elevator door just opened: "I still have something to do, I'll leave first."

After saying that, he hurriedly went back to his room.

Winnie walked unhurriedly to the door and was taking out her card to open it when she realized she seemed to have forgotten it.

Just as she turned her head to go to the front desk, a familiar masculine scent came over her.

Channing crossed over to her, swiped his card and pushed the door open.

Winnie said, "You're back so soon ......"

Channing said, "To avoid them, not quickly."

Winnie felt quite sorry for him.

After entering the room, she poured water while saying, "Do you want to take a shower first, I ......"

Before the words were out of her mouth, Channing suddenly appeared in front of her, bracing his hands on the edge of the table behind her, his dark eyes meeting hers, his voice low, slow and slow: "There's a problem."

Winnie always felt he was coming on strong, and her body unconsciously leaned back a little: "What?"

"What does the little handsome man mean?"

Winnie: "......"

She knew Aimee couldn't keep her mouth shut!

Winnie took a break from drinking water and tried to escape: "I don't know, why don't you search online?"

Before she could escape, Channing tightened his arm and raised his eyebrows, "Is this how you talk about me in private with your friends."

Winnie choked on the water and denied it without thinking, "No!"

"Then how to talk about mine."

"Of course I'm complimenting you!"

"Compliment me on what?"

"praise you look handsome, will take care of people, gentle and considerate, young and live ......"

Winnie said, suddenly felt that the word young and energetic, not an adjective, she said more, to move in the direction of the verb.

Channing's voice was low: "Hmm?"