She laughed to herself for a while but then felt it was not right. Murmuring, "Father is thin-skinned; this matter would be too damaging to his dignity as a father. It's better to bear it and not mention it! Sister, what do you think... hmm? Sis, what are you thinking about?"
Xin Er spoke at length, but seeing no response from her sister, she turned her head and saw Mo Yan deep in thought, and couldn't help but nudge her arm.
Mo Yan came back to her senses and masked her expression with a smile, saying, "It's nothing, just thinking about the guests we have to invite for the feast on the twenty-eighth."
Upon hearing this, Xin Er did not suspect anything and asked with expectation after hesitating for a moment, "Sis, will our family invite Brother Xiao?"
Mo Yan's eyelids twitched, and she asked with feigned curiosity, "Why does Xin Er bring up Sir Xiao? Do you hope Sir Xiao can come?"