This stinker, refusing to study seriously was one thing, but now he's started lying again!
Ye Chen briefly instructed the renovation Master, then stormed into the kitchen.
"He Tian you—" really learned it? Or are you deceiving me?
Ye Chen hadn't finished speaking when he was choked up.
He stared in disbelief at the scene before him—
There stood "He Tian" at the cutting board, with a kitchen knife in one hand and the other pressing down a potato.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The potato was sliced into evenly thin pieces.
Scrape, scrape, scrape!
Neatly arranged potato slices were cut into fine shreds.
He Tiantian crossed the knife and used its flat side to transfer the potato shreds into a bowl.
There was water in the bowl; the shreds quickly dispersed in the water.
He Tiantian casually picked up some, got the sewing needle Ye Chen had asked for, and threaded it right through.
One potato shred smoothly passed through the eye of the needle.
