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Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."udied design just to find you. Since I couldn't find you, of course, I wouldn't continue studying it anymore. 。He didn't have masochism, and wasn't really into fashion design. Back then, he learned t...