Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 723

After a while, Channing crushed out the cigarette in his hand and said indifferently, "It’s time to go back."

Clarence took out his phone, "You go in first. I'll make a call."

Channing nodded and turned towards the bathroom.

He had just returned to the door of the private room when he saw Winnie coming out of it, then stopped in his tracks.

Winnie was quiet for a few seconds before raising her hand to greet him, "Hi."

Channing said, "Where are you going?"

Winnie was going to go to the bathroom, but it wasn't a good idea to answer in this situation, so she made an excuse, "It's too stuffy in there. I'm going out for a walk."

Channing pursed his lips, "Come along then."

Winnie could only nod stiffly.

Downstairs, there were rockeries and pavilions. The sound of the fountain was soothing and calming to the mind.

They walked side by side, not too fast and not too slow.

After a while, Channing asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Winnie let out a breath, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. Anyway, there's always a road ahead."

Channing kept his head down and didn't say anything.

Winnie inclined her head to look at him, and slowly clenched her hands hanging at the sides. He spoke softly, "Thank you."

Channing looked up, "What are you thanking me for?"

Winnie chuckled and looked ahead again, "Nothing. I just wanted to thank you."

Channing couldn't help but stop and look at her back.

Winnie took a few steps before she realized Channing wasn't following. She turned back, "What's wrong?"

Channing stood there and said calmly, "You asked me before what kind of girl I like."

Hearing his words, Winnie couldn't help but freeze. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't know what to say. She stammered, "Yes ... yes ..."

"Courtesy demands reciprocity. Then shouldn't you also tell me what kind of boy you like?"

Winnie, probably not expecting him to ask that, stood there and didn’t say anything.

Channing lifted his leg and stepped closer towards her.

As he stopped, Winnie quickly averted her eyes and joked, "I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm way past the age of 'what kind of boy I like'. There are no standards. On the contrary, you are at the right age to fall in love on campus, and it's a wonderful thing. You have to take your chances... Otherwise, it's gone if you miss it."

Channing simply ignored her words and said, "So what do you think of me?"

Winnie forced a smile, "You're good. You have good grades. You are smart and handsome. There are lots of girls who like you. You..."

Channing interrupted her, "That's not what I asked."

Winnie didn't know where to look. As she looked around, she turned her head and met Channing's candid and quiet eyes, as if waiting for her answer.

Winnie felt that she was short of breath and her heart kept racing.

At that moment, two girls passed by and were discussing Winnie and Chassell. It was obvious that they were probably Winnie's fans.

Channing was tall and good-looking. Even as he stood there doing nothing, he silently drew the eyes of passers-by.

Just as they looked over, Winnie suddenly felt her wrist being gripped.

The next second, she was dragged into the boy's arms.

He was wearing clean, short-sleeved trousers, and the unique hormonal scent of a teenager was hot.

The two girls couldn't help but squeal at the sight.

"Did you see that? Did you see that? That boy is so handsome!"

"I saw it! Is he a star? Why do I think I've seen him somewhere?"

"I think he looks familiar too. And with his look, he'd be a big hit if he was a star. Is he an internet celebrity?"

"I don't know... Also, I think his girlfriend is pretty, and her back looks like Winnie."