"Grandpa Shi, I'm here..." Jiang Wanwan's cautious voice drifted in from the doorway, like a gentle breeze brushing away the owner's irritation.
You looked up at once, and sure enough, it was that little girl standing at the door, her tiny figure shivering, with a trace of hesitation and fear, unsure whether to come in.
"Why are you standing at the door? Get in here." The shop owner scolded in a low voice.
Jiang Wanwan trembled slightly, taking small steps as she slowly walked in: "I... I'll go organize the goods."
"What goods are you organizing? They were just arranged yesterday. Come here, I have something else for you to do." The shop owner ordered coldly, glaring at her.
Jiang Wanwan didn't dare to even lift her head, keeping it down as she walked to his counter.
"Go, tidy up my back room." The shop owner said.
Jiang Wanwan trembled noticeably again, her voice carrying a hint of sobbing: "Can I not go in there... I'm scared..."
