Mrs. Mo also smiled and said, "Xiaodie, your Sister Xianxian is right. You're at the age to have fun, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's okay to like writing, but remember, don't wear yourself out, okay?"
Mo Hudie walked over and hugged Mrs. Mo's neck affectionately, "Mm, Granny, I know."
Li Xianxian looked at Mo Hudie and subtly narrowed her eyes.
Since Mo Hudie didn't die, it seemed that some plans needed to be put into action sooner rather than later.
The Mo Family was a high-status household, and Mo Baichuan was a major figure. If she wanted to marry into the Mo Family smoothly, she still lacked a dazzling identity.
With that identity, she would have a more solid standing in the Mo Family in the future.
Li Xianxian smiled and came over, "Xiaodie, shall we go downstairs to play, would that be good?"
"Sure," Mo Hudie nodded.
The three of them went downstairs together.
