"I told you already, didn't I?" Grandma Fu snorted. "You just didn't believe me."
"Yes, yes, yes, today we have truly opened our eyes."
"Unlike my granddaughter-in-law. Although she's family, she has no rapport with the child at all. She's either out playing or on her way to play all day long."
"Better off not being close at all."
"Alright, now it's your turn, right?" Little Mobao looked at the few people, hands on hips. "Guess my specified word."
Their faces showed embarrassment. "Little Mobao, we only suggested one word for you just now."
"Then I'll suggest one word for you!"
"Alright, alright, alright! Go ahead." The wealthy ladies closed their eyes. One of them had even played mahjong with Li Xingwan. Her son wrote a word in her palm. "Constant."
"What word did you write? It feels like a mess!" The wealthy lady frowned before they even started. "So many strokes. Next time, write something simpler, okay?"
The little one in front of her nodded.
