Domineering daddy bullying into the door

Chapter 917 Recording

Long Li's breath trembled slightly, and when Wen Tong wanted to move his lips away, his big palm clasped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

I don't know how long it took for Long Li to let her go. Wen Tong's head was stuffed in Long Li's arms, blushing and gasping for breath.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Ye shouted outside: "Master, the recording has been sent back."

Wen Tong felt Long Li's body froze for a moment, and then, her embrace seemed to become a little cold in an instant, so cold that she also froze for a moment.

Afterwards, Long Li put her down and opened the door by himself.

Wen Tong panicked inexplicably, and sat on the sofa.

She heard Ye say outside: "Master, there is no trace of the sound being processed."

"However—higher-tech synthesis is not excluded!"

The door slammed shut again.

Wen Tong heard the sound of a wheelchair passing across the floor, looked up, and Long Li was across from her, separated by a tea table.

Long Li threw the box on the coffee table expressionlessly, opened it, took out the recording pen inside, and put it on the table.

Wen Tong looked at Long Li's series of operations suspiciously.

Long Li frowned slightly, lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it, and asked, "Did you go to see Si Shaoxin today?"

Wen Tong was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Long Li, only to see a thin layer of cool smoke, "Yes... Xiang Wan was there at that time, so I didn't say much, I thought about coming back to say it."

Long Li: "What did you see him for?"

Wen Tong: "Just chatting. Also, he said he wanted to help me manage Wen's for a while. My dad has already agreed. I just want to tell you."

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

After the death-like silence, Long Li's voice became a little weaker, so cold that no trace of emotion could be heard, "What do you mean?"

Wen Tong: "I think it's ok. Wen's management is in urgent need, and I have to work with Long's project, so I may not be able to take care of it."

"So, Wen gave it to him?"

Wen Tong shook his head quickly, "It's just temporary management."

"Oh, I trust him quite a bit."

Wen Tong: "Well... We have known each other for so many years, and there is indeed some trust in this regard."

After Wen Tong finished speaking, she suddenly didn't dare to speak any more, because she saw Long Li suddenly pinch out the burning smoke with two fingers. in the air.

Even Wen Tong felt pain in his fingertips, but Long Li didn't show any strange expression. He bent down slightly, threw away the cigarette with one hand, and then turned on the recording pen.

On the eve of the sound, Wen Tong felt that Long Li's whole body was icy cold, especially those eyes looking at her, which gave her an unprecedented sense of oppression.

In Wen Tong's heart, she has completely accepted Long Li, but at this moment, the man she is closest to in her heart seems to be the same as when they first met, Second Master Long.

The alienation, indifference, and oppressive aura made her very uncomfortable.

Until the voice from the recorder came:

[Xiang Wan]: You are in a good mood now. You didn't know that he has a son from me. How did you have the opportunity to get in touch with him through this child.

[Wen Tong]: I really appreciate you for this.

[Xiang Wan]: I'm curious. Didn't you rob marriage on the first day you returned to Jindu? You robbed your childhood sweetheart from your sister, because of what?

[Wen Tong]: Love.

[Xiang Wan] smiled contemptuously: You can only forget about your childhood sweetheart now, after all, you are with someone else.

[Wen Tong]: I will never forget, never will.