My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 557: 557, young master Xiao is missing

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.”

“What do you mean by okay?” Mo Yaoxiong looked at his daughter. “The divorce thing, has it all passed?”

Mo Weiyi thought for a moment.

She didn’t 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. “This is an invitation to Gu Family’s birthday party in a few days. You go on my behalf.”

“Me?”

“Originally, I wanted Yebai to go with you, but who knew he would suddenly be hospitalized. Let Rong An accompany you. It’s a gathering of young people, I won’t go.”

“Okay.” Mo Weiyi accepted the invitation.

It was actually handwritten by Gu Huai’an using black ink.

The handwriting was powerful and elegant, very beautiful.

But still…

Xiaobai’s handwriting was even more beautiful.

Just as Mo Weiyi was thinking this, Mo Yaoxiong’s voice echoed again, “Your mother’s death anniversary is coming soon. Do you remember which day it is?”

“The sixteenth of the first month.”

Mo Yaoxiong nodded approvingly. “Okay, that’s all for now. After the New Year’s Eve dinner, you go to the hospital to see Yebai.”

“Okay.”

This year was New Year’s Eve, and as a patient, he didn’t necessarily have to stay in the hospital.

However, as the Mo family didn’t care much about the Spring Festival in recent years and Mo Weiyi didn’t want the hassle of going back and forth, she simply didn’t 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, “It’s not good, Princess, young master Xiao is missing.”

“What do you mean?” Mo Weiyi was caught off guard.

Isn’t he hospitalized?

How could he just disappear without a trace?

“I just went downstairs to take out the trash, and when I came back, there was no one in the room. I searched everywhere and couldn’t find young master Xiao. His phone is off, and when I asked the doctor, he said he has been discharged.”

“What the hell!?”

Mo Weiyi didn’t expect Xiao Yebai to pull a stunt like this.

He was severely ill, why couldn’t he stay in the hospital?

She quickly hung up, dialed Xiao Yebai’s number.

As expected, it was answered quickly.

Mo Weiyi immediately started cursing on the phone, “Are you crazy? Why did you leave the hospital on New Year’s Eve? And you didn’t tell me. Why didn’t you pick up Aunt Zhou’s call? Where are you now?”

“At home.”

“Lishui Bay?”

“Yeah.”

“Stay right there!” Mo Weiyi hung up the phone, her voice full of impatience.

Mo Yaoxiong watched his rarely flustered daughter, “Weiyi, what happened?”

“It’s okay.” Mo Weiyi curled her red lips and smiled eerily. “Someone suddenly felt like going back home. I’m going home to check.”

Mo Yaoxiong: “…”

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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, “You can go back now.”

Rong An nodded, “Okay.”

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 driver’s 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, “What were you thinking? Why did you suddenly check out of the hospital?”

Xiao Yebai gave her a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. “Did you do it on purpose?”

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, “What do you mean?”

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.