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... If you refuse to take the fabric, it’ll just go to waste," Li Shiyan said, tiptoeing as she pushed the fabric further into Su Yijia’s arms, nearly shoving it into her embrace.
Su Yijia’s hand brushed against the fabric, and the pure cashmere texture surprised her. "This fabric isn’t cheap; it must have cost a lot, right? How could you afford such an expensive gift with your design fees?"
Li Shiyan instinctively wanted to mention the fruit wine but hesitated, fearing Su Yijia mig ...
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