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... u Yi’s hand is like Wu Mei Niang, and she says, “Wu Mei Niang, I respect you as a woman, but you should not be too much.”

"What is a woman?"

Wu Mei Niang listened very uncomfortably. "Why it sounds weird."

"The woman is a woman who is like a man."

Liu Yi simply translated it.

"Oh I got it."

Wu Mei Niang nodded. "I think so, women should be like men. Who says women are weaker than men. Since ancient times, men and women are the same. Men can do things tha ...

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