Juliana Lewis picked up the phone, and his voice pretended to be relaxed: "Good afternoon, Mr. Li."
Benson Leach was flipping through the papers and listening to the sound of landing wine. "Mrs. Li’s mood doesn’t seem to be very good?"
Juliana Lewis’s pretending relaxed tone suddenly collapsed.
Her voice was stuffy. "Stewart Morris came to see me."
Benson Leach said, "Zach Harding’s boy made a video for me. Are you hurt?"
Zach Harding sent him a video of Juliana Lewis talking to Stewart Morris.
Of course, I also told him that Juliana Lewis went crazy and drove into Stewart Morris.
Juliana Lewis: "I’m fine, you know."
Driving, to her, is just a trivial matter.
Benson Leach’s voice was slightly heavy: "Don’t have another time, just meet and talk, there is no need to fight with your life."
He knows Juliana Lewis is a good driver, but he will still be worried.
Juliana Lewis’s voice was stuffy.
Listen to her tone, she is in a good mood.
Benson Leach lost his mind to read the documents. He asked her, "What did Stewart Morris say to you?"
Juliana Lewis looked up at the searching for you on the computer, and his voice was hoarse: "He showed me the clothes Su Han wore on the day he fell into the sea. I don’t know if it was true or not."
The photo on Searching for You is still the photo she took for Su Han that day.
Eight-year-old boy, some shy, no longer take pictures with scissors, but some cool, don’t like to laugh.
Juliana Lewis even wondered if she wouldn’t have fallen into the sea if she hadn’t led Suhan out of the sea that day.
Benson Leach said: "It’s just a photo. It doesn’t prove anything. Besides, he was on the ship that day."
With today’s technology, it is very simple to make the same clothes and make them old.
Even if that dress is in front of Juliana Lewis, it doesn’t mean anything.
Juliana Lewis looked down. "I know."
Benson Leach recognized the loss and sadness in her tone, and her heart was pulled up: "Wine and wine, I have already checked it, don’t worry."
Juliana Lewis took a deep breath: "Fortunately, you see that I didn’t show any flaws. Am I very powerful?"
Benson Leach listened to her tone of taking credit to hide her pain.
Just listening makes Benson Leach feel distressed.
He coaxed her: "Well, Mrs. Li is the best."
Juliana Lewis chuckled: "Is that how Mr. Li coaxes people?"
Benson Leach: "Then how to coax? I don’t seem to be very good at it."
Juliana Lewis: "I have to teach coaxing people. Is that still called coaxing?"
Benson Leach said, "If you teach me now, I can coax you all my life, can’t I?"
Juliana Lewis chuckled aloud: "I still need to teach this?"
The two changed the subject. Juliana Lewis was no longer immersed in the photo, but immersed in the fact that Su Hanyin might still be alive, so he was in a good mood.
She won’t be immersed in useless emotions for too long.
Juliana Lewis will get over it himself.
Benson Leach listened to her tone and became lighter, and her mood improved.
Benson Leach asked her, "Tomorrow is the final. Are you ready?"
Juliana Lewis said, "All the preparations are ready."
The design draft has been brought, and she has already made the finished products.
As for the specific rules of the finals, they will be announced again tomorrow.
Benson Leach asked her, "What did you design? It has always been mysterious. I didn’t see it."
Juliana Lewis raised his eyebrows: "I won’t tell you, it’s a secret."
Benson Leach stopped prying: "Well, tomorrow I’ll watch the TV and see how my Mrs. Li shines."
Juliana Lewis thought about Libei’s admission to the final, and raised his eyes with a smile.
She was silent for a moment, and then shouted in a dumb voice, "Benson Leach."
Benson Leach listened to her serious cry and couldn’t help sitting up straight. "Hmm?"
Juliana Lewis looked down: "I miss you."