"Not only are you incredibly skilled with your hands, but you've also become a doctor; that's really impressive," Wen Jing looked at Yin Sufan and said.
"No, I just learned a bit to get by," Yin Sufan replied candidly.
"What else can you do? Out with it." Yin Sufan always dug up something surprising.
"I can do a lot of things. For example, cooking and laundry, I can do all of that. I'm a fully capable contemporary ten-year-old man," boasted Yin Sufan.
"You're making it sound so ordinary, I can do that too. In that case, I'm also a fully capable contemporary number ten woman," she sulkily pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction. 'Nothing special. Nothing others can't do.'
"Think about it." "Yin Sufan showed a thoughtful expression." "I can eat meat and drink. One or two men aren't my match."
"No way. You're joking, you're really a bad guy," she glanced at Yin Sufan with a hint of playfulness.
"Is Wen Jing here?" A worried voice came from outside at that moment.
