Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 1189

As this movie is Aarav's finale, there are very few new actors in it, and most of them are powerhouse old-timers who volunteered to guest star.

So Winnie knows all of these people, and has worked with many of them.

After the opening ceremony, it was inevitable to go to the get-together.

The film's male protagonist called Francis Grant, two years ago with a suspenseful brain-burning theme of the film, sweeping several major film industry, is now the film industry's hottest movie emperor.

At the opening ceremony, he greeted Winnie first: "Ms. Truman, I'm happy to work with you this time, and I hope to be gentle."

Winnie smiled. In the movie, she had a few scenes where she slapped him.

She said, "My pleasure."

In fact, the role of Francis is not very good, and can even be said to be very bad, after the broadcast will certainly attract a lot of scorn.

But he mainly wants to change his path and break through, plus this is Aarav's last film, which has a lot of strong actors, and is opposite Winnie, so it's worth it for him.

At the evening dinner, Winnie and Francis, as the leading man and woman, were the two who were toasted the most, except for Aarav.

Francis was a gentleman and helped Winnie to block a lot of drinks, but some really can't be blocked, so Winnie had to drink it herself.

When the dinner was over, Winnie was dazed and confused, but still sober, while Francis had to be helped by his assistant.

On the way back to the hotel, Winnie pressed her sore temples and saw a pharmacy on the side of the road, so she asked her assistant to buy an antidote, and also bought one for Francis.

The whole crew was staying in the same hotel, and she and Francis were on the first floor.

When she reached the door of the room, Winnie swiped her card to open the door while saying to her assistant, "Just give the antidote to Francis and go back to your room to rest."

The assistant nodded and was just about to say something to her when Winnie had fumbled and closed the door.

In the room, before she could turn on the light, she felt herself falling into an embrace, followed by warm breath gulping in her ear and a low magnetic voice softly ringing, "Francis who."

Winnie's booze instantly sobered her up a few notches and she tilted her head and said, "How do you ......"

Halfway through the conversation, she suddenly remembered that Channing was here to deliver her luggage.

She explained with a headache, "Francis is a colleague of the ...... crew, the male lead."

"You know him well?"

"No, we just met for the first time today."

Channing nibbled on her earlobe, his voice a little harsh: "So you're giving him an antidote?"

Winnie hissed in pain and pushed his chest, but couldn't push it.

She could only answer, "When the crew got together, he blocked a lot of wine for me, so I bought a copy ...... for him."

"Drink as much as you can."

"Quite a lot, I think, and he ended up on the table."

"I said how much you've been drinking."

Winnie didn't answer for a moment, how she always felt that Channing sounded like he was going to ask a question.

She promised him to drink less.

Winnie said: "That's it ...... out of work, some wine is not put off, and did not drink much, that is, the drink to drink, should not drink, a sip did not drink."

Channing added, "What to drink and what not to drink."

This question stumped Winnie.

Her head hurts and she's dizzy now and doesn't want to bother with this train of thought.

In the darkness, Winnie lifted her head and kissed his chin: "Can I go rest for a while, please."

Channing didn't say anything, just hugged her tighter.

A few seconds later, the lights in the room turn on.

Channing withdrew his hand at the same time.