On the edge of the cliff, No. 1 Wu Jiaxin and No. 2 Fang Shutian sat there, enjoying the sea breeze.
"Jiaxin, is your hand alright?
"There are so many cuts..."
Fang Shutian exclaimed as she held Wu Jiaxin's hand.
"Ah, all of you are talented!
"You can cook, and Xin Xin can do the laundry.
"What about me? I've almost become an ornament...
"I can only find something within my power to do."
Wu Jiaxin looked at her fingers that were covered in band-aids.
She had thought that sewing shoes would be easy, but who knew that it would be so difficult...
It was much harder than sewing clothes anyway.
The pain was one thing, but the most important thing was the embarrassment.
She was clumsy and didn't know anything.
What if Wang Ran disdained her for being useless...
Moreover, she did not know if Wang Ran would even wear shoes that had been sewn.