Long Kaizhe kept calling the tender office, but no one answered.

There was a slight sense of uneasiness in his mind.

Wen Yan watched LongKaizhe forcibly rob his mobile phone, and then dialed the phone again and again, but nobody answered it. His frown was wrinkled tightly, which was a little bit of a pleasure.

"Bad uncle, let you grab my cell phone! Hum! Nobody should have answered it! "

Wen Yan's words let Long Kaizhe shoot directly through an icy line of sight, the temperature can almost freeze people into ice sculptures in an instant.

This is the first time that Wen Yan felt Long Kaizhe's murderous, natural eyes,...