The tone was a bit fierce, Liu Lan shrank her neck, "Got it!"
Her voice was weak, looking scared.
Yi Chichi's mouth twitched, feeling like she was tricking him.
"Tell the truth, can you do it or not?!"
"I can do it!"
This wasn't just something men couldn't stand, women could explode too when asked too much.
Liu Lan was the best example, her gaze firm, she said, "Just wait and see, I can definitely do it!"
"Do it then!"
"Mm!"
So, when Wen Shi came back after sending Kang Youxin, he found the front door ajar and Yi Chichi's workroom door tightly closed.
He was silent for two seconds, tiptoed to the workroom door, opened it, and peeked inside. There he saw his wife and Liu Lan sitting side by side, focused on their work in front of the embroidery frame.
Both of them were equally serious and focused, the silk threads in their hands flying across the silk cloth as if alive.
He pulled his head back and closed the door, deciding it was best not to make a sound.
