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Lin Liuyan looked at her skirt, a little unhappy. "What is wrong with me?" As she spoke, she tugged at it, trying to cover her waist. Tong Nianyu clicked her tongue. "This skirt is fake, right? An outsider wouldn't be able to tell, but people like us who wear these all the time can tell at a glance." Lin Liuyan's face flushed, and she glared at her in embarrassed anger