Timothy Greene said angrily: "Li always asks casually, but it is not casual at all. Is Li always distrustful of Mrs. Li?"
Benson Leach: "... no, I did, just asking."
Timothy Greene became more and more angry: "Shouldn't Li always ask Mrs. Li about this kind of question?"
"Just because of your distrust, you come to me and ask for answers. What answers do you want?"
"Mrs. Li knows, what will happen to you?"
Benson Leach frowned deeply: …
It's wine that makes me ask, otherwise who will come!
Benson Leach's face was calm and his voice was calm. "Mr. Gu only needs to tell me the answer."
Timothy Greene sneered, and then said: "Like, not a little like, if there is no Li Zong, she likes the person will be me, this answer, Mr. Li satisfied?"
Benson Leach's handsome face, visible cold down, a pair of eyes, also gloomy staring at Timothy Greene.
Timothy Greene also looked up at Benson Leach coldly.