Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 1167

During the meal, Aimee's eyes couldn't help but run towards Channing.

She remembered that the two had recorded a variety show together before, and there were quite a few of their couple fans during that time, but Channing wasn't much in the entertainment industry, and Winnie's team was deliberately suppressing it, so the fans didn't dance too much.

And it seems that Channing even made a guest appearance on Winnie's show, which was also featured on a Twitter trend.

So these two were secretly in love at that time?

After dinner, when Aimee and Winnie went to the bathroom, she quietly asked, "When did you two get together?"

Winnie was silent for a moment: "Just that time three years ago."

Aimee thought for a moment and understood when she said "at that time", she added: "But I think that brother should like you for a long time, you filmed together, together with the variety show, you did not notice it?"

Winnie smiled slightly, she had forgotten about the shooting.

At that time, her drama was set in Channing School, the director immediately saw him, and after a long time of persuasion, he agreed to a cameo role.

Now think about it, Channing's character, he is not willing to do things, softly and hardly for a long time should be useless.

Aimee said while washing her hands: "Anyway, I think he must have been planning for you for a long time. Eh, did you ask him when he liked you."

"Asked, he didn't say."

Aimee tsked twice, "That must have taken longer than we thought."

Hearing her say that, Winnie cocked her head a little and thought she had a point.

Channing says that the first time he met her, she was wearing a high ponytail and carrying a canvas bag.

That's a long time ago.

When they went out, Channing had already finished the check and was standing at the door answering the phone.

Aimee waved to Winnie: "I'll go first, ah."

Winnie nodded, "Good."

Aimee passed by Channing and waved gently at him too.

Channing nodded slightly in greeting.

A minute later, Channing finished his phone call and walked over toward Winnie.

Winnie is sitting on a large rock outside the door, staring off into the distance.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she subconsciously tilted her head.

Channing said, "I'll get the car, you wait here for a minute."

Winnie stood up, "I'll join you, just for a walk."

Going down the steps, Channing took her arm and made her walk to the inside.

Winnie glanced sideways at the rushing traffic and raised her hand to tug on Channing's sleeve, telling him to move in a little too.

Channing's lips hooked at the corners and took her hand in a smooth motion.

After walking some distance, Winnie said, "I want to ask you a question."

"Hmm?"

"Our first meeting was with your sister and the others for dinner."

Channing said, "No."

Winnie asked again, "So it's me filming or attending an event?"

"Neither."

Winnie got even more curious: "That's where ...... is."

Channing's eyes fell on a convenience store not far away and stopped in his tracks.

Winnie followed his gaze and said with a sudden realization, "So that's when we met when you were working part-time?"

Channing looked back at her, "No, I just wanted to go in and get a bottle of water."

Winnie: "......"

She withdrew her hand, "Oh, go on in, I'll wait outside."

Channing walked into the convenience store, took a bottle of iced water, a bottle of hot milk tea, and when he turned to check out, he saw a girl of about twenty, handing a pack of tissues to the young boy

across the street: "Are those your classmates, why are you fighting?"

The boy, who looked just 12 or 13, with dried blood all over his face, stubbornly twisted his head: "We didn't fight."

The girl said with understanding, "That's when they beat you unilaterally."

The boy clenched his fists, obviously stoic and angry.

The girl unwrapped the paper and wiped the dust on his face: "Like this, you must tell the teachers and parents, and if they still do this, you can just call the police."

The boy muttered in a low voice, "The police won't care."

"How the police will not manage it, you have not heard when you were a child, in trouble to find the police uncle." The girl patted her chest, "Now in front of you, is the future of the police sister."

The boy looked up at her and a few lights appeared in his eyes, "So can I come to you."

The girl instantly deflated: "I'm only a freshman this year, but I can accompany you to the police."

The boy craned his neck: "Then forget it."

The girl pushed his shoulder and said indignantly, "How can you forget it, you were beaten like this, what if they bully you again next time."

"I'll call back."

"How can you solve the problem by fighting, besides, there are so many of them, can you beat them."

The boy kept his head down and didn't say anything.

The girl took out a note and wrote something to him, "This is my number, if they bully you again, you call me and I'll take you to the police."

The boy seemed a little hesitant, and the girl said: "Don't worry, I'm at least a future police officer, I will be able to solve the problem for you."

The boy said, "I don't need you."

He said, got up and ran out, leaving, but cupping the note in his palm.

The girl also followed the chase: "Eh, you do not run ah, your face injury has not been treated yet."

The two of them, just like that, disappeared into the convenience store.

Channing stood still, remembering that night a few years ago.

He searched countless streets and entered countless places, repeating the words, "Have you seen my sister, she was taken away by bad people."

The response was only two words of indifference and blandness.

None.

He couldn't walk anymore and went out of a convenience store and squatted in the doorway.

Two minutes later, a girl came out from inside and she handed him a bottle of water and a sandwich: "Here."

He looked up at her without speaking, his face full of defensiveness and caution.

She said, "You just looked at this a few times when you were inside, not hungry, eat it, just bought, no poison."

Channing picked it up and took a big bite.

She unscrewed the water again and gave it to him, "You eat slowly, I'll buy it for you if you don't have enough." Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

After a while, she continued, "I heard you say that you were you looking for your sister and she was taken away by the bad guys?"

Channing nodded as he ate, his eyes full of ice and hate.

"Then I'll go with you to the police and let them help you find it."

He wiped his mouth and said in a cold voice, "It's useless to look for the police."

She seemed a little surprised, "Why?"

Channing gave her a look that didn't answer.

Jeffrey Radomil is a gambling addict and has had numerous loan sharks come to his door over the years to collect debts, and has called the police many times to no avail.

She patted his shoulder: "It's okay, then I'll accompany you to look for it, one more person can always find it."

"No, I'll find it myself."