Amidst the sounds of firecrackers, Chinese New Year's Eve arrived.
The last day of the old year was no different during the day, but the evening ushered in the Chinese New Year's Eve gala.
Spring couplets had been posted long ago, and the air on the small island was filled with the spirit of the New Year— even the servants had changed into new clothes.
Though by normal standards the new clothes were somewhat garish, it was Huo Zongtao's wicked sense of humor that compelled all the servants to wear them.
"Miss Shen, would you like to start getting ready now?"
After lunch, the butler came over to ask.
Shen Li was a bit startled and instinctively turned to look at Huo Siyu beside her, saying, "Is it necessary to start so early?"
The banquet was set to begin at seven in the evening, and it was only two in the afternoon now—five hours to dress and apply makeup...
Did it really take that long?
"Go ahead," Huo Siyu said, reaching out to touch Shen Li's head as if to comfort her.
