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"Go ahead."

"In your heart, what do you mean by genius?" Xu Yun raised her head and looked at Zhao Pingfan with her clear and bright eyes.

Just now, Xu Yun was wondering, what could move Zhao Pingfan to accept her?

Divide?

Of course not.

Design clothes?

That was even more impossible. Perhaps in Zhao Pingfan's eyes