[Heirs] return

Rachel was busy around the Christmas tree, while Yingdao was sitting on the reclining chair with a thin blanket between his legs, watching Rachel busy.

Several times he wanted to get up to help, but was ordered to sit down with a look from Rachel, and when he tried to get up again, instead of a look from Rachel, he said sit down.

Yingdao had no choice but to sit and move obediently, watching Rachel hang up the Christmas tree with decorations.

Representative Cui has already left the house with great peace of mind.There is Rachel at home, so he is very relieved. When he goes out, he has no nostalgia, and he doesn't even look at Yingdao.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and the festive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger. Yingdao looks at his phone, and there will be push messages from the festival from time to time.

Rachel's cell phone on the side suddenly lit up, and Yingdao called out to Rachel. Rachel glanced at it, raised her chin, and signaled Yingdao to take a look.

Yingdao turned on the phone, and Rachel recorded Yingdao's fingerprints.

Yingdao only glanced at the source of the information, then frowned and became unhappy.

The line sent by Han Juncheng.

Han Juncheng: Is it time to come back?Give me a time to come back.

Rachel had just hung up the bell, when she turned her head and saw that Yingdao had no response, she asked aloud, "Whose is it? Read it to me."

Yingdao's heart sank, he was not unwilling to read the content of the message, but he was a little afraid of parting, because this time Rachel still had to go back to Korea by herself.

"It's Han Juncheng." Even if he was unwilling, he still wanted to tell Rachel. "He asked you when you will return to Korea."

Rachel's hand holding the bell paused, she turned around on the ladder, and looked at Yingdao in a daze.

She had completely forgotten about going back to Korea, and she didn't even buy a plane ticket.

Yingdao looked at her with a dazed expression, thinking that she might be struggling, so she didn't speak, but after holding back for a long time, she replied: "I, I don't know... I haven't bought a ticket yet."

"Then how should I answer?" Yingdao was still holding Rachel's phone.

"I'd better call him back." Rachel got down from the ladder and approached Yingdao. "I think it's a waste of time to make it clear on the phone."

The quick decisiveness when making a decision can make people feel that she has never had a girlish heart.

After Rachel finished speaking, she stuffed the undecorated bell into Yingdao's arms, and went to the balcony to make a phone call.Yingdao didn't chase after him, but stared at the bell in his arms.

"Are you insomnia? It's early in the morning." Rachel still remembered the jet lag, which was another kind of concern.

"Will you work overtime?" He was immediately counterattacked, and Han Juncheng's voice was a little gritted, and he deliberately turned the document's voice loudly. "If you don't get up early in the morning, you can't finish it at all, okay?"

"...Oh, really, it's been hard work." Rachel immediately lost her confidence, and her voice became softer.

"Don't say these are useless, just tell me when you plan to come back." Han Juncheng also went straight to the point. He put RS on hold for a long time, and he couldn't think of improving efficiency.

"I haven't thought about it...I haven't bought the ticket yet..." He clearly expressed his feelings, but somehow felt a little guilty.

"...", Han Juncheng calmed himself down. "Well, I can't expect you to come back on Christmas Eve and Christmas."

The meaning of these words is to hope that after Christmas Eve and Christmas, Rachel can come back honestly.

"I see." Rachel was not someone who couldn't understand the words, and when she put down the phone, her expression changed a little.

As soon as he turned around, Yingdao also got up from the teacher's chair and stood behind him.

"Have you heard enough?" Rachel didn't ask if Yingdao had eavesdropped on the phone, but asked directly.

Ying Dao shrugged, expressing his acquiescence.

"I can't help it... My mother has retired to the second line, so she can't be allowed to come out of the arena again for the love of her children?"

Yingdao nodded, and stretched out his hand to touch Rachel's head: "I should have thought that you would have to make preparations on the first day you came, but I was so happy that I forgot to make preparations."

The atmosphere suddenly became sentimental, and Rachel hurriedly took Yingdao's hand: "Can we just pretend that we didn't receive this call? Be happy, it's not a holiday yet, I'm leaving, and it's at least two days later."

Yingdao smiled and put his arms around Rachel's shoulders, and took out the bell hidden behind him: "Do you still want to hang it?"

Rachel is also laughing: "Of course."

--split line--

Except that Xingxing Yingdao at the top refused to let Rachel continue to climb the ladder to put it up, this Christmas tree was really made by Rachel herself.

As if it was a rare first time, Rachel held up her phone and snapped snaps from various angles.Also took several selfies.

Representative Cui may not be too interested in such Western festivals. According to the butler's word, he has already flown to Canada - Rachel really reassured him.

"Although they are not on holiday, but...your father's plane should have just landed, so make a phone call, oh, and don't forget, mom.", Liu Rachel is already very handy in working to improve Cui Yingdao's family relationship .

"how about you?"

"Jet lag, I will not call. I have bought gifts for my family and employees before coming here, and they should have received them all."

Rachel was very careful, and she actually ordered flowers from Cha Eunshang, but they were more expensive preserved flowers.

"What about mine?"

Rachel pointed to the Christmas tree at home: "This one, I made it myself!", and specially emphasized the word "hands-on".

Then he looked at his work proudly.I couldn't help but start taking pictures again.

In fact, being able to come is already the best gift you can give me.

Yingdao thought for a while, and held back his words.

The two were sitting in front of the fireplace and warming the fire. The maids and housekeepers stood far away. Rachel felt that there were only two of them, and raised her hand to tell them to get closer. It was too cold to stand too far away.

It wasn't until Yingdao also nodded in agreement that everyone moved chairs and sat next to the two of them.

The crackling sound of the fire in the fireplace, the absence of the constraints of master and servant status when everyone gathered together, and the heavy snow falling outside the window, all these made Rachel feel very happy, a happiness without regrets.

"Everyone...Have you ever heard Choi Young-do sing?"

Yingdao's eyes widened, and the others looked at each other in blank dismay. Naturally, they had never heard of it, but they dared not speak directly. Rachel has never heard of it.

Everyone chose to be silent by coincidence. Yingdao looked around and shook his head with a helpless smile: "Okay, do as the Romans do, the housekeeper will help me get the ukulele."

As soon as these words came out, even Rachel was a little surprised, she didn't know Yingdao had such a special skill.

"Everyone here... I guess there is no one who can't understand Korean, right? Haha." Before the official start, Yingdao also made a joke.

He played and sang the chorus of Jonghyun & Taeyeon: Breathe.

"I unconsciously picked up the phone to greet

long time no see"

Rachel could tell that Yingdao's voice was still a little hoarse, but he was trying very hard to hold his breath.

"When there is no self-confidence

Occasionally hope to hear the sound of breathing

Although I want to say a lot

but still speechless

All I can say is that it doesn't matter

Comfort each other in deep pain"

When Yingdao sang these lines, he still smiled slightly, and stuck out his tongue after singing: "I should sing you a song that is more suitable for Christmas Eve, I'm sorry."

In fact, when Rachel heard the phrase "I hope to hear the sound of breathing occasionally", Yingdao took off her ukulele and walked gently to Rachel's side: "I'm sorry, Take care of some housework." Then, as soon as Rachel was lifted up, he hid in the kitchen first.

"What's wrong?" No matter how Yingdao looked at it, Rachel was unwilling to raise her head - it seemed that there was no custom of crying on Christmas Eve.

"Okay, okay, didn't you ask me to sing? Now that I sang and made you cry, what should I do? I sang bravely. I wanted to ask you for credit and a hug. Dear." Yingdao began to comfort her with a smooth tongue. Rachel couldn't stand it either, and laughed when she heard it.

"Who asked you to sing this kind of song. It should have been sung to suit the occasion." Rachel spoke stiffly, refusing to admit that she had been influenced beyond measure.

"Okay, okay, I'm tired, you help me go back to my room to rest." Yingdao planned to stop here, have a good Christmas Eve, and don't make your girlfriend cry.

Helping Yingdao back to the room, turned on the bedside lamp for him, told him to lie down, and brought him medicine and water.

"Do you want to take medicine today? I feel pretty good." Yingdao frowned as he looked at the handful of pills lying in Rachel's palm.

"Of course, do you want to go back to China soon? If you want to, eat quickly, eat and sleep well, what should you do if you hurt in the middle of the night?"

Every sentence held Yingdao's mind firmly and firmly, Yingdao had no choice but to take the pills and began to take them slowly one by one. After taking it for a long time, he finally felt relieved.

"Sleep.", Rachel thought for a moment. "I'll wait for you to fall asleep before I go, okay?"

"Hmm..." Yingdao held Rachel's hand firmly, and his eyelids began to fight as soon as Rachel's words fell.

He always gets tired easily, and has fallen asleep first when he was with Rachel many times. For this reason, he secretly made up his mind to exercise well after recovery.

Rachel lowered her head, looked at Yingdao holding her hand tightly, and smiled slightly.

After a while, I heard Yingdao's even breathing, and the strength of holding my hand was much smaller.

"Falling asleep." Rachel murmured in a low voice, and gently took Yingdao's hand to hold her, and there were traces of Yingdao's grasp on the back of the hand.

"You're so cute, how can I be willing to leave." Rachel took Yingdao's hand by herself, wrapping it around her hands, and slowly rubbing them.

The retained needle on the back of his hand had just been pulled out, and the punctured piece of skin was still bruised, which would not disappear in a while.

"I must have injected a lot of potions into it... Does it hurt?"

Yingdao couldn't answer the questions Rachel asked, he slept deeply, and occasionally moved his eyelashes slightly.

"Go to sleep, tomorrow is Christmas." Rachel looked at Yingdao's eyebrows and said, "Merry Christmas."

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