C592 His Hands Itched.

"I overestimated your daughter a little!" Yang Xuan said helplessly to Zimo, who was cutting the fruit for him.

Yang Xuan's words made Zimo stop the knife in her hand. "Don't blame Jiayi. You said that she was a genius."

"No, that's right. Sigh, that's right. I said it. I didn't expect Jiayi to be gifted in the body, but her comprehension ability is only ordinary