However, the incarnation of the Eastern God in this world seems to be difficult to deal with?
Chen Yao seemed to be lost in thought.
Old Lady Wen asked Shen Yao with a smile: "Miss, do you have any special skills?"
Chen Yao gave her a standard smile and said, "I am very hardworking and strong. I can move the injured, and I can also make medicinal food."
Hearing this, Mrs. Wen’s eyes lit up. Strong?
Wouldn't that be more convenient for personal care?
And... maybe, at the critical moment, it will make her grandson unable to resist and forced to obey.
Hehehehe…
Mrs. Wen smiled.
Wen Zheng, who was standing by, suddenly spoke up, with a tone of obvious doubt, and asked Chen Yao: "Oh? You said you are very strong, how strong is that? Why not show it directly."
Chen Yao smiled: “Mr. Wen, are you sure you want me to show you?
Wen Zheng hummed expressionlessly.
The next second, Chen Yao walked to the heavy-looking coffee table not far away, bent down, stretched out a hand calmly, and lifted the coffee table with almost no effort.
Chen Yao only showed it for a few seconds before putting it down and looking at Old Mrs. Wen who was so shocked that she couldn't speak and Wen Zheng who looked thoughtful.
The reason she chose this coffee table to lift was because it was the lightest of all the objects present that could be used to demonstrate strength.
Lifting it doesn't make you look exaggerated or high-profile, but it also shows your strength well.
As for the coffee table in front of her, an adult male with a bit of strength could lift it. She just looked a little stronger than them.
In general, Chen Yao still holds back a lot of her strength and doesn't show it. She still knows the principle of keeping a low profile.
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