"Haha..." Han Baichuan raised his hand and pointed in the air towards Yang Ruxin a few times, his face full of smiles, "It seems you're very confident in your own things, you've prepared everything..."
"I like to be prepared for any eventuality, not using the preparations just means wasting two pieces of paper, but what if they're needed?"
"Girl, I like your spirit," Han Baichuan nodded and then suddenly sighed slightly, "It's just a pity, if only you were a boy, that would be incredible..."
Yang Ruxin slightly furrowed her brows but ultimately didn't say anything in rebuttal. This era was very harsh on women, and people's entrenched perceptions weren't something she could change with just a sentence or two. So, what she could do was to keep making herself stronger, and then let everyone see that women shouldn't be underestimated, perhaps even more reliable than a son.