Madame Mo also laughed, "Xiaodie, your Sister Xianxian is right, you are at the age to play. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's fine to enjoy your writing, but remember not to exhaust yourself."
Mo Hudie came over, hugged Madame Mo's neck coquettishly, "Mmm, Grandma, I know."
Li Xianxian looked at Mo Hudie and narrowed her eyes imperceptibly.
Since Mo Hudie didn't die, it seemed that some plans had to be set in motion ahead of time.
The Mo Family was of high status, and Mo Baichuan was an important figure. If she wanted to marry into the Mo Family smoothly, she still lacked a dazzling identity.
With such an identity, she could stand more firmly in the Mo Family in the future.
Li Xianxian smiled and came over, "Xiaodie, would you like to go downstairs and play?"
"Sure." Mo Hudie nodded.
The three went downstairs together.
