"This damn girl!" Mr. Mei cursed in a low voice and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm a guy!" Xia Ying felt that this guest was not very smart. However, the hotel manager had told his employees that even if they made outrageous demands, as employees, they should comply with their duties.

Because - the customer is God.

If you can’t bear to be patient with this God, what else can you do?

"Sir, what do you want to see? We have very good..." Xia Ying looked up at the row of vases. He didn't know what to say. Jinmeifang was nominally selling antiques, but on their antique shelves,

The vases are all high imitations and modern crafts. Duanmu Baolian told him today, and he remembered this.

However, he can't tell his customers that these things are high imitations, right?

As for the things upstairs, not to mention that their boss is taking a shower, even if he is not taking a shower, he can't let a strange man go up there? Forget those priceless antiques, but there is their boss's boudoir upstairs. Sorry, the man stopped.

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Mr. Mei couldn't help but glance at Xia Ying again, and immediately said nothing. He was going to go upstairs and ask Duanmu Baolian directly what was going on?

But at the entrance of the stairs, Xia Ying stopped him. Mr. Mei looked stunned. It felt bad to be blocked by someone in his own home.

"We don't welcome guests upstairs," Xia Ying said.

"This is my home..." Mr. Mei said, resisting the urge to hit someone. He couldn't figure out where Duanmu Baolian found such a guy? Is he really loyal and responsible? He actually blocked him in the room.

At the top of the stairs.

"Hi..." Duanmu Baolian's crisp footsteps came from upstairs. Immediately, the girl had changed into a beautiful girl's clothes, with white and tender cat ears on her head, and ran downstairs.

"Uncle, you are back..." Duanmu Baolian smiled happily.

"So, this person is the uncle?" Xia Ying took a step back. He originally thought that the person Duanmu Baolian called uncle should be an elegant and noble middle-aged man, at least forty years old.

It represents the maturity and stability of a middle-aged man.

However, he never thought that Duanmu Baolian's uncle was actually a young man. He looked about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old. Although he was older than the girl, he was not much older.

His appearance is very handsome, and he does have a bit of elegance and nobility, but he also has a strong evil aura - standing next to Duanmu Baolian, he is a perfect match.

"Uncle, I'm going to jump down, you catch me." Duanmu Baolian stood at the top of the stairs and shouted to Mr. Mei.

"Be careful." Mr. Mei said hurriedly.

However, Duanmu Baolian was already like a kitten, rushing towards him, which made Xia Ying worried. This child still has such a hobby.

Mr. Mei reached out to hug her, touched her cat ears, and asked, "Did you have fun today?"

"Not happy at all." Duanmu Baolian said, the cat ears on her head drooped, looking completely downcast.

"You should get along well with your classmates." Mr. Mei began to criticize her.

"I don't care about the boss's affairs." Xia Ying knew that Duanmu Baolian could not be blamed for what happened today.
Chapter completed!