Half of the servants and bodyguards had gone home for Spring Festival. Given the old master Moâs poor heart condition and the absence of children in the house, there were not any firecrackers or such things. Thus, the festive atmosphere was much muted.
This New Yearâs Eve seemed no different from the past years, except for the absence of one person.
Still, the New Yearâs Eve dinner was as splendid as ever. Old master Mo and Mo Yaoxiong each handed out red envelopes symbolically to Mo Weiyi and the servants and bodyguards staying behind.
Old master Mo didnât eat much and didnât drink any alcohol. He excused himself early to watch the Spring Festival Gala in the living room, reclining in the Taishi Chair.
In the dining room, Mo Yaoxiong took a sip of red wine and looked at his daughter with inebriated eyes. âWeiyi, howâs it going with Yebai?â
Mo Weiyi replied perfunctorily, âItâs okay.â
âWhat do you mean by okay?â Mo Yaoxiong looked at his daughter. âThe divorce thing, has it all passed?â
Mo Weiyi thought for a moment.
She didnât want her father to worry about such trivial things, so she nodded.
Mo Yaoxiong finally relaxed. He then took out an invitation and handed it over. âThis is an invitation to Gu Familyâs birthday party in a few days. You go on my behalf.â
âMe?â
âOriginally, I wanted Yebai to go with you, but who knew he would suddenly be hospitalized. Let Rong An accompany you. Itâs a gathering of young people, I wonât go.â
âOkay.â Mo Weiyi accepted the invitation.
It was actually handwritten by Gu Huaiâan using black ink.
The handwriting was powerful and elegant, very beautiful.
But stillâ¦
Xiaobaiâs handwriting was even more beautiful.
Just as Mo Weiyi was thinking this, Mo Yaoxiongâs voice echoed again, âYour motherâs death anniversary is coming soon. Do you remember which day it is?â
âThe sixteenth of the first month.â
Mo Yaoxiong nodded approvingly. âOkay, thatâs all for now. After the New Yearâs Eve dinner, you go to the hospital to see Yebai.â
âOkay.â
This year was New Yearâs Eve, and as a patient, he didnât necessarily have to stay in the hospital.
However, as the Mo family didnât care much about the Spring Festival in recent years and Mo Weiyi didnât want the hassle of going back and forth, she simply didnât let him come back.
At this moment, thinking about him lying alone in the hospital room, she felt a pang of sorrow.
Mo Weiyi pulled out her phone, thinking about giving him a call, when a call suddenly came through on her screen.
Aunt Zhou?
As soon as she answered, she heard Aunt Zhou say anxiously, âItâs not good, Princess, young master Xiao is missing.â
âWhat do you mean?â Mo Weiyi was caught off guard.
Isnât he hospitalized?
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âI just went downstairs to take out the trash, and when I came back, there was no one in the room. I searched everywhere and couldnât find young master Xiao. His phone is off, and when I asked the doctor, he said he has been discharged.â
âWhat the hell!?â
Mo Weiyi didnât expect Xiao Yebai to pull a stunt like this.
He was severely ill, why couldnât he stay in the hospital?
She quickly hung up, dialed Xiao Yebaiâs number.
As expected, it was answered quickly.
Mo Weiyi immediately started cursing on the phone, âAre you crazy? Why did you leave the hospital on New Yearâs Eve? And you didnât tell me. Why didnât you pick up Aunt Zhouâs call? Where are you now?â
âAt home.â
âLishui Bay?â
âYeah.â
âStay right there!â Mo Weiyi hung up the phone, her voice full of impatience.
Mo Yaoxiong watched his rarely flustered daughter, âWeiyi, what happened?â
âItâs okay.â Mo Weiyi curled her red lips and smiled eerily. âSomeone suddenly felt like going back home. Iâm going home to check.â
Mo Yaoxiong: ââ¦â
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Mo Weiyi let Rong An drive her to the Lishui Bay Villa.
Starting from yesterday, Aunt Zhou had been transferred back to the old house. Mo Weiyi was also staying at the old house, therefore there were no servants in the villa. The bright lights signaled clearly that someone was home.
Mo Weiyi felt relieved. As she got out of the car, she told Rong An, âYou can go back now.â
Rong An nodded, âOkay.â
After Mo Weiyi exited the car, he sat behind the wheel, watching her slender figure disappear into the villa.
The car remained stationary.
Rong An continued to sit in the driverâs seat, his gaze fixed on the lights of the villa until the lights in the upstairs bedroom were turned off about two hours later.
He lowered his head, started the engine, the black Audi slowly backed up, made a turn, and left the yard.
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After Mo Weiyi entered the villa, she went straight to the second floor.
The bedroom door was left open. As she walked over, she saw a handsome man sitting on the light yellow couch.
Underneath his black short hair was a handsome, cold face with no expression.
Without the disguise of glasses, his facial features seemed somewhat hard, more profound and difficult to understand with a glance.
Mo Weiyi walked over and stood in front of him.
First, she put down her bag.
Then she unbuttoned her coat, took it off, leaving only the long red dress on her.
She rolled up the loose sleeve of her dress, and asked, âWhat were you thinking? Why did you suddenly check out of the hospital?â
Xiao Yebai gave her a smile that wasnât quite a smile. âDid you do it on purpose?â
Mo Weiyi looked at his handsome face, slightly too close, close enough to smell the familiar cool scent on him.
She took a step back, her small face still serious, âWhat do you mean?â
Xiao Yebai stood up.
The difference in height made the distance Mo Weiyi thought was safe suddenly disappear.
Instead, the man was a head taller than her, looking down at her from above, creating an even more imposing aura.