Xiao He glanced at him and said calmly, "Could you please stop making such a fuss? It's hurting my ears."

As he spoke, he slowly looked at Zhao Zhao, who was standing next to him and was much shorter than him. Meeting Zhao Zhao's blank eyes, he looked away and asked, "Is such a young child already causing trouble for Le Yu Media?"

"I just don't want to talk to you."

Cheng Suian was speechless. He glared at him and was about to leave with Zhao Zhao. Yu Xingli, who was always warm to newcomers, didn't say a word. When he was about to go upstairs, Xiao He's cold voice came from behind him.

"etc."

His voice hesitated slightly, and he raised his eyes, saying, "Yu Xingli, help me with my luggage."

Yu Xingli laughed angrily and turned around, "Master, you don't have any hands."

Xiao He lowered his eyes slightly, "There are too many things, I can't move them."

Yu Xingli:……

He rolled his eyes, walked up to him, and was about to take his box without saying a word, but he saw him turn sideways and point behind him slowly, "Those are the things you need to move."

In the commercial vehicle parked outside behind him, Shan Le was continuously "unloading" goods. The pile of bags and boxes were all Xiao He's things.

"Fuck..." Yu Xingli was incredulous. "Do you want to tire me to death?"

Xiao He remained calm and said, "I didn't ask you to move alone." Then he pointed at Cheng Sui'an and said, "You go too."

The familiar tune, the familiar devil, was back. Cheng Sui'an lay on Zhao Zhao's shoulder, feeling hopeless. "Zhao Zhao, why did he come back? Why did the boss bring him back?"

Zhao Zhao patted his back and comforted him, "Don't be sad."

"Cheng Sui'an, be quick." A young master urged again.

Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "You've been working hard on your dance practice lately. I'll go help him."

"no!"

"Need not."

Xiao He said, "I don't bully children. Cheng Suian, come here quickly." He said the first sentence to Zhao Zhao, and then hurriedly urged Cheng Suian.

On the other side, Yu Xingli was about to accept his fate and roll up his sleeves when he saw Xiao He's indifferent eyes sweeping over his hand.

"I'm a germaphobe. Have you washed your hands?"

Yu Xingli and Cheng Suian: ...

here we go again!