Long Dongcheng glanced at Long Ziyan: "Dad said, get lost, I'll handle this matter, and I'm the one negotiating the deals. Two hundred and fifty million, how dare you even utter that amount, do you know how much that is?"
Suddenly, Long Dongcheng looked at Li Xiaobao, who was watching coldly from the side, then at the slightly pale Long Ziyan, and suddenly realized: "I understand now, you ungrateful woman, are you and Li Xiaobao conspiring to scam our Long family's money? You truly are a disgraceful person!"
Long Ziyan's face became even paler, her body trembling slightly, her hands clenched into fists, and large beads of sweat dripped from her nose.
Long Wu noticed Long Ziyan's distress and immediately cried out in agony: "Miss, hold steady."
Lu Zihan, who was supporting Long Ziyan, always appeared gentle and indifferent to the world.
But hearing Long Dongcheng's words, her face turned cold: "Don't talk nonsense!"
