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It was another sunny morning, perfect for sleeping in. After Wu Yichan remained indifferent to Zhou Jun's third call to wake her up, her dear mother came in with a broom.

Forced by evil forces, Wu Yichan had to leave her favorite bed and wash her face and brush her teeth with her eyes closed.

Zhou Jun leaned against the bathroom door, looking disappointed.

"Look at you, you just eat and sleep all day, your waist must have gotten thicker after just a few days. Look at Xiaoye, she's still a minor, but she knows how to get up early in the morning to open the door and sweep the floor."

Ye Lianxi has lived in the flower shop for more than a week. He is handsome and sweet-talking, and has become familiar with Zhou Jun. Fu Yuan told others that he is a distant cousin of hers who came to visit her during the holidays.

In order to stay, this kid worked very hard and occasionally even went to help out next door.

As for the elders, they always think that other people’s children are good in every way. The more they look, the more they like them. But when they compare them with their own children, they start to find fault with them.

Especially for people like Wu Yichan who watch TV series, chase stars, do data and play games at home every day, it is natural to find her unpleasant.

"Mom, since you like Xiaoye so much, why don't you fight for custody with his parents?" She said vaguely while brushing her teeth, "My mom is so awesome, she will definitely be able to successfully make him her own son."

"You silly girl, you're talking nonsense." Zhou Jun glared at her, too lazy to say anything to her, and turned and walked out.

Wu Yichan secretly made a "yeah" gesture towards her back.

Hehe, the world is finally quiet.

Two customers came to the flower shop next door. Fu Yuan wanted to entertain them, but Ye Lianxi stopped her and took the initiative to recommend something to the hesitant customers.

"Sisters, what kind of flowers do you like? I can give you some suggestions."

The boy has delicate features and a bright smile, and at first glance he looks like the protagonist of a young schoolboy.

"Sister?" The two women looked at each other and smiled. "We are almost fifty years old. You are not yet an adult. Call us sister."

"Ah?" Ye Lianxi was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head embarrassedly, "You look no more than 30 years old, you are not kidding me, are you?"

Which woman doesn’t like to be praised for her youth? She was so happy at his words that she couldn’t stop smiling, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were revealed by her smile.

"Oh, how come this kid is so sweet? He's much cuter than my brat."

In the end, the two women picked a bouquet of flowers worth more than two hundred yuan. When paying, they paid in cash. They directly took out five red bills from their bags and stuffed them into Ye Lianxi's pockets.

Meeting his puzzled look, the two women looked at him with loving eyes: "I'll buy you some snacks if there's extra."

Sweet-mouthed and cute children should be rewarded.

The two left happily, leaving Ye Lianxi in a daze.

"Good boy, I've opened the shop for half a year and no rich woman has given me any tips. You've only been here for a few days?" Fu Yuan walked over and looked him up and down with an incredible expression.

He finally reacted and quickly handed the money to Fu Yuan, who smiled and pushed it back: "This is the money you earned yourself, I don't want it."

"The money I...earned?" Ye Lianxi seemed a little slow.

He was born in Changling, a place where there were no poor people, and the Ye family was the best among them.

Growing up, Ye Lianxi had basically never seen money. The young master had everything he wanted, and someone would arrange it for him. Even when he was sick and often went crazy, his family never lacked him for anything except that he could no longer go out casually and was locked up.

This was the first time in his life that he touched money, and it turned out to have this kind of texture.

"Yes, it's the money you earned with your own intelligence and talent."

Fu Yuan patted him on the shoulder as if to encourage him: "It's easy for smart kids to make money. Is this the first time you experience this feeling? How is it?"

"It's very novel." Ye Lianxi nodded, "I feel a little happy inside."

He suddenly smiled: "Those two people just now gave me a feeling that they were more intimate than my parents."

At least the way they looked at me showed real appreciation and love.

"They never praised me," the boy said. "Not even once."

He never thought that he was smart and cute, because his parents described him as stupid, dull, and a despicable mental patient.

If they had the only child, they might not be so nervous. They might have sent him to some remote place abroad to fend for himself.

The Ye family is such a cold-hearted family, and has always been.

When he mentioned these things, there was no loss on his face, but rather he looked calm. Perhaps mental illness is not all bad, at least he doesn't care too much about what others think, as long as he is happy.

"That's because they are blind." Fu Yuan looked at him seriously and affirmed him, "Lian Xi is a very smart, cute and likable child."

The boy's eyes trembled, and then he revealed a very genuine smile.

"Sister." He said, "You really are like my sister."

This "sister" is probably the only person he cares about.

When he mentioned her, the boy's eyes lit up and he showed obvious emotional fluctuations.

Apart from Yan Yan, he had never mentioned his sister to anyone, but at this moment, he wanted to tell Fu Yuan.

"She is very beautiful, very, very beautiful." He couldn't find the words to describe it, "The kind of beauty you will never forget once you see it."

Fu Yuan teased him deliberately: "Are you prettier than me?"

This is a question of death.

Ye Lianxi's clever little brain turned and he quickly answered, "You are beautiful in different types and cannot be compared."

He continued, "I was only four years old when I first saw her. She followed her mother, tall and thin. It was the first time I saw such a beautiful sister."

"She looks cold, but she is very gentle to me. When I was a child, I was very stupid and could not learn anything well. I couldn't even write my name. My parents were very disappointed in me and there was a time when they didn't even want to see me. Many things were taught to me by my sister."

"My sister never scolds me. She says I am the smartest kid and will become better and better than those who look down on me."

"Her name is Ye Qing, the "Qing" in "beautiful as a country" is really a good word, just as beautiful as she is."

"On my tenth birthday, my sister said she would celebrate my birthday in the evening and prepared a gift for me, but I didn't wait for her."

"My sister's mother died suddenly." At this point, he seemed to be in pain, squatting on the ground and covering his face with his hands. "They said that my sister died too, but I didn't believe it. She would never lie to me."

He told himself that none of this was true.

But if she were alive, she would have to come back since the body of her beloved mother was at the Ye family.

"I know. They are the ones who killed my sister and her mother."