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... it up, but he was afraid that the design sketch would be torn up, so he had to unwillingly let go, all the while reminding her, “Be gentle, don’t damage it.”

“This is what Nan Fei gave to me, I was planning for our clothing factory to produce items based on the designs in this!” Chen Cuihua said, rolling up the sketch and putting it into her bag.

Watching her movements, Wu Huai’s heart was breaking.

“If I wasn’t busy taking photos now, I would have started production.” Af ...

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