Gu Yiyi felt that it was a little strange. Although Bai Yuexi used to like reading, she had never kept the book by her side all the time.
Moreover, the paper used in this book was an ancient type of paper.
Bai Yuexi kept holding onto it, which surprised her.
She also wanted to see what was so different about this book.
For the time being, Bai Yuexi did not want her mother to worry. Besides, this book had some mystical aspects that she did not know how to explain to her mother.
"Mom, I'm studying this book, so I'm bringing it with me. It's convenient for me to study and think."
"Oh, I see."
Gu Yiyi listened to her daughter Bai Yuexi's words and did not think too much about it.
All these years, Gu Yiyi had been pampered by Bai zixun to the bone, so she had always maintained an innocent personality.
She believed whatever Bai Yuexi said.
Bai zixun's gaze fell on the book, and a complicated look flashed across his eyes.
