Juliana Lewis was silent for a moment, then said softly, “I know.”
Benson Leach was still not at ease, and then said: “I am not jealous, but really worried, and Yuan Han is still an artist in Wendy Johnson. Now Wendy Johnson knows that it is you, and it is inevitable that he will be used or something.”
I am afraid that Juliana Lewis misunderstands that he is jealous. Benson Leach also seriously explained: “Even if Yuan Han really has no mind and treats you as a sister, he is not a kiss. If the paparazzi looks for a sharp angle, it is easy to misunderstand, and…”
Juliana Lewis chuckled and interrupted him: “I see, Mr. Li, who is not jealous.”
Speak vinegar.
Benson Leach at the other end of the mobile phone raised his hand and touched his nose, coughed and said seriously: “Wine and wine, this time I am really not jealous.”
Juliana Lewis smiled lightly. “I know.”
Benson Leach was embarrassed and then said, “Although there is a little jealousy, worrying about you is the main thing.”
Juliana Lewis smiled and replied: “I know that Mr. Li only eats a little bit of vinegar, and it is really a little bit of vinegar.”
Benson Leach: …
You don’t have to lengthen a word, you want to express a hundred million words.
…
At the end of the afternoon, Juliana Lewis answered the phone, which was Mrs Mu’s.
As soon as Juliana Lewis picked it up, he heard Mrs. Mu’s voice: “Juliana Lewis, come here, hurry up, Shaocheng will be killed.”
Mrs. Mu’s words are commanded, commanded from above.
Clearly, I want to ask for help, but the result is that there is no attitude of asking for help at all, only orders!
Juliana Lewis raised his eyebrows, leaned against the office chair, turned around, faced the French window, looked at the red sunset outside, and then hung up the phone directly.
After she hung up, Mrs. Mu called again.
Juliana Lewis continued to hang up, five times in a row.
Juliana Lewis picked it up slowly: “Good afternoon, Mrs. Mu.”
Mrs. Mu’s patience has long been gone, and she really wants to swear, but she has been hung up several times, for fear that she will be hung up without saying anything.
She took a deep breath, suppressed all her anger, and her voice softened: “Mrs. Li, can you come to Claudia family? Something happened in Shaocheng, please.”
As soon as I opened my mouth, I used a word to ask for it.
If Juliana Lewis hadn’t hung up just now, I believe Mrs. Mu would definitely scold Juliana Lewis with her mouth open.
Juliana Lewis raised his eyebrows. “Stewart Morris’s accident doesn’t seem to have anything to do with me, does it?”
Mrs. Mu’s voice is crying and full of anxiety: “Today is Shaocheng’s fault. His father is going to kill him. Now you come to help say a word, please. As long as you help say a word, he will be fine.”
“He was beaten like this because of you. How can it not matter?”
Mrs. Mu was only a son like Stewart Morris, and she put her whole heart and soul on Stewart Morris, like a baby knot in one’s heart.
However, Juliana Lewis didn’t have a good impression on her either.
However, it is not a bad thing to go to Claudia family to see Stewart Morris beaten.
Juliana Lewis only said, “I’ll go and have a look.”
Juliana Lewis hung up the phone, got up and left, and sent a message to Benson Leach.
Benson Leach knew that she was going to the theatre, so she didn’t stop her, just let her pay attention to safety.
Mrs. Mu hung up the phone, looked at Stewart Morris, who was kneeling on the ground and had been beaten, and quickly said, “Juliana Lewis will be here soon, and it will be fine.”
As long as Juliana Lewis comes to intercede for Shaocheng, Stewart Morris will not have to be beaten, let alone driven out of Claudia family.
Stewart Morris couldn’t help wondering if she ever liked herself.