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... ’s nonchalant words. Every piece of clothing on the clothes rack was worth six figures.
Qi Min said nonchalantly, “What’s there to be afraid of? Aren’t clothes made for people to wear? Why else would I make them?”
She paused for a moment and looked at Lin Qingqian. The light in her eyes gradually became heavier. “However, these clothes are not given to you for free. You are my disciple so you must make sure my skills will be passed down, understand?”
Lin Qingqian’s heart san ...
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