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... as done by the fabric factory that had sold to her before.
Meng Yunhan sneered coldly, this matter was not over yet.
She decorated across from the opponent and hung up clothes from her factory.
She, Meng Yunhan, was the brand itself.
"What is the matter with you, buying the same as me?" In Kyoto, many people knew Meng Yunhan, and Meng Yunhan’s factory had more than just that one style.
Just like that, her opponent had come knocking.
Meng Yunhan loo ...
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