Mo Qinghua deliberately called Huang Ye to her side, and the two of them sat together at the main seat, while Mo Weiwei and Mo Jian sat at the small dining table below.

Mo Qinghua was clearly in a good mood, drinking and snuggling up, her little hands were also wandering around.

Mo Weiwei found the wine very bitter, forcing a smile as she continuously raised her glass, determined to drink until she was drunk.

Her heart was in turmoil now, seeing the two of them being so affectionate made her feel indescribably uncomfortable.