Ye Xianglei was cleaning the warehouse and was covered in dust.

After Qin Hexuan and others left that day, the shopkeeper arranged for Liao Zhenjiang, the most senior waiter in the store, to take care of him personally.

Ye Xianglei could sense that Liao Zhenjiang was not very willing to take him, a “relative”, with him at the beginning.

Liao Zhenjiang only assigned him some odd jobs for several days, and later he even took the initiative to ask the shopkeeper to take inventory of the warehouse.

The warehouse was full of dust.

Liao Zhenjiang first asked Ye Xianglei to clean up a place, and he got a recliner there to drink tea. The rest of the cleaning was done by Ye Xianglei himself.

Fortunately, although Ye Xianglei got in through connections, he is not a spoiled child.

In particular, the warehouse stored many rare and precious items that he had never seen before. He wiped and examined them one by one, and was so happy that he didn't have time to bother. He was not at all like Liao Zhenjiang thought, as he could not endure hardship.

What's more, Ye Xianglei knew very well that his eldest brother was an apprentice in the county town. In the first year, he was just a free handyman and had to do all the dirty and tiring work.

It is a rare opportunity for him to be able to come into contact with so many good things just by sweeping the dust.

So Ye Xianglei not only had no complaints, but worked hard every day.

Through observation over the past few days, Liao Zhenjiang's impression of Ye Xianglei has become much better than at the beginning.

I've gone from being too lazy to answer some of his questions to being able to answer three or four out of ten.

Ye Xianglei was very satisfied with this progress. Sometimes when he asked questions and didn't get an answer, he didn't get annoyed. He just smiled at Liao Zhenjiang and went back to work.

Therefore, Liao Zhenjiang felt more and more that this child was stuffed in by Young Master Qin probably just on a whim after seeing that some servant's child was smart, and it didn't seem like he had any big background.

So when Liao Zhenjiang heard the waiter say that Young Master Qin had arrived and wanted to see Ye Xianglei, he was a little slow to react.

"Who do you want to see him?"

"Oh, of course it's Young Master Qin. You forgot, it was Young Master Qin who brought him here!" the waiter said anxiously, "Where is he? Young Master Qin is still waiting outside!"

"There's someone in there..." Liao Zhenjiang shouted in disbelief, "Xiang Lei, come out."

Soon, a man with a dusty face and a head wrapped in a cloth came out from the inner room.

The guys were all shocked: "Oh, how did it become like this!"

Liao Zhenjiang complained in his heart, isn’t it the same for the people who clean the warehouse every year, pretending as if you don’t know!

"How can we go out and meet people like this?" The guy quickly picked up the duster beside him and went forward to help Ye Xianglei dust off the dust on his body.

"Who are you meeting?" Ye Xianglei asked as he was being pulled to shake off the dirt. "My parents are here to see me?"

"It's the young master who's here to see you!"

The servant had almost brushed off the dirt on his body, then went out to get a basin of water for him to wash his face quickly and take off the cloth on his head.

"Young Master, are you here to see me?"

Liao Zhenjiang watched coldly from the side and felt that the confusion on Ye Xianglei's face did not seem fake.

This relationship is becoming more and more confusing.

After a while, the waiter finally brought Ye Xianglei, who had almost packed up, back to the store.

When Ye Xianglei entered the room, the first thing he saw was Qingtian sitting on a chair, swinging his short legs.

"Qingtian, you're here!" Ye Xianglei ran straight towards Qingtian. When he got close to him, he was pulled by the shopkeeper and then he saw Qin Hexuan next to him.

"Young Master Qin." Ye Xianglei saluted quickly, but his attention was still on Qingtian.

"Uncle!" Qingtian called out crisply.

Ye Xianglei was stunned. Didn’t he call her Xiao Su before?

Although Ye Juaner said that it is normal for children to have incorrect pronunciation when they first start speaking, it will gradually get better.

But Ye Xianglei always enjoyed the feeling of being called Xiao Su by Qingtian.

It seemed like a bond that existed only between two people, which no one else could interrupt or reach.

So when he suddenly heard Qingtian clearly calling him "Uncle", he suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.

It was as if I had suddenly lost my special position in Qingtian's heart.

However, this feeling only flashed through his mind, and disappeared before he could capture it or think about it carefully.

Ye Xianglei didn't hesitate any more and responded with a smile.

"Why did you find time to come into town today?"

"My eldest brother was hit on the head. We came to the city to seek medical treatment for him."

"Changrui was beaten?" Ye Xianglei's eyes widened. "Did someone from our village do it?"

"Yes, it's the Liu family..."

"Liu Tianhao?" Ye Xianglei used to be the village bully and was very familiar with all the children in the village. "He must be itching to fight! I've only been away for a few days, and he's already got the nerve to hit someone?"

The shopkeeper saw that they were actually chatting, and Qin Hexuan had no intention of stopping them.

This really affects the business of the store!

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper stepped forward and said, "Young Master, why don't we go upstairs and chat slowly? The private room upstairs is quiet, and they've prepared tea and snacks. What do you think?"

This was Qin Hexuan's own business, and he had no intention of making things difficult for the shopkeeper. Hearing that everything had been arranged, he nodded and said, "Alright, let's go upstairs and talk slowly so as not to disturb the business downstairs."

After hearing this, Ye Xianglei reluctantly suppressed his doubts and walked forward to hug Qingtian.

Unexpectedly, Qin Hexuan was one step faster than him and directly picked up Qingtian.

Ye Xianglei had already extended his hand, but had to withdraw it awkwardly and said, "That's fine. I'm covered in dust, so I don't want to dirty Qingtian's clothes."

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