Half of the servants and bodyguards had gone home for Spring Festival. Given the old master Mo's 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 Year's Eve seemed no different from the past years, except for the absence of one person.
Still, the New Year's 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 didn't eat much and didn't 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. "Weiyi, how's it going with Yebai?"
Mo Weiyi replied perfunctorily, "It's okay."
