Pulling back her memory, Han Yi'er smiled faintly at Yao Chenguang: "Haha, it's like celebrating the New Year." The vague statement showed that she was very happy.
"Oh...are you going home on New Year's Eve?"
"I don't know." Facing Yao Chenguang's question again, she could only shake her head indifferently.
Don't say that you have signed a "contract". Even if you are working elsewhere, your boss should have the final say on vacation if it is not an emergency.
From ancient times to the present, stores will not give all employees a holiday just because it is New Year's Eve. Wouldn't that make society chaotic? Therefore, whether Han Yi'er reunites with her mother on New Year's Eve still has to follow the instructions of the "boss".
"I will stay here on New Year's Eve. If you don't take a break, then try the cake I made." Yao Chenguang looked like a simple and honest man, but also a little shy.
Han Yi'er did not refuse, still nodded indifferently, turned around and walked towards Master Yun's room...
Distant morning light...
True to its name, a ray of morning sunshine appears in one's sight from time to time.
The last time he extended a helping hand to himself in that cold swimming pool, he could not forget it for a long time.
Anyone who has extended a helping hand to Han Yi'er is like a helping hand to her, because the word "care" is something she can only meet but cannot ask for...
Pushing open the door and looking at Master Yun lying on the bed, Han Yi'er had a slight smile on her lips: "Uncle, Yi'er hasn't come to take care of you for two days, I'm sorry."
Do you miss it?
It seemed that after not seeing Uncle Yun for two days, his heart was filled with longing for him.
It's really strange. I obviously hate staying here, but every time I see Mr. Yun, he is very kind and happy.
Contradictory, really contradictory.
I carefully looked at Mr. Yun's skin and face. All functions were intact and his face was very rosy. How could he not wake up for such a long time?
It was gradually reaching noon. Han Yi'er packed up Master Yun's room and walked straight to the kitchen.
Now that Butler Li is away, my pace is much more relaxed. I can't help but hope that Butler Li will never come back, so that at least I can feel more relaxed when Yun Aotian is not around.
Picking up the meals that should be prepared for Master Yun on weekdays, Han Yi'er planned to prepare food for Master Yun herself today.
Just as the fire was turned on, a surprised question came from behind: "Yi'er, what are you doing?"