Mo Yan nodded quickly, agreeing, "Father, rest assured, your daughter will certainly not act recklessly." She would just toy with those two women from the Zhao Family until they were at their wits' end.
Watching his daughter's pure and obedient appearance, Mo Qingze failed to see the "malice" within her and said, "Let's leave it at that for now. If anything arises, Father will write to you!"
Speaking of writing, he was reminded of that clever myna, and with a cough and some discomfort, he said, "That myna is quite good. If you can tame others like it, keep this one for me to look after!"
"Ah, you want it?" Mo Yan was somewhat surprised, but considering her father alone at the Scholar Mansion and that he might not always have topics to discuss with Uncle Sun and Aunt Sun, she thought having a bird to pass the time would indeed be nice, and said, "That will depend on whether it's willing. Please wait, I'll call it over."
