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Chapter 122: Zuo Ming's inspiration strikes [1]

Yu Mo turned around and looked at the man whom Youmi called Zuo Ming with confusion on his face. He smiled mischievously. Yu Mo's heart tightened. What did he want to do? He didn't want to cause trouble for him. He should

It's not that I regret what I just said.

Yumo felt a little panicked as he thought about it. Why are the people here so scary?

Zuo Ming said as if he had seen through Yu Mo's nervous mood: "Don't worry, I don't mean to make things difficult for you, I just want you to wait here."

"..." Not only Yumo, but also Youmi was a little confused about Zuo Ming.

"Zuo Ming, what's wrong?" Youmi still asked the question in her heart.

"It seems that her sudden appearance gave me some inspiration." Zuo Ming no longer said in a bad manner, but said it very seriously.

"Huh? Okay, Yumo, just wait here for a moment." Seeing what Zuo Ming said, Youmi didn't think it would be appropriate to drive Yumo away again. After all, he finally found inspiration.

Yu Mo just stood there stupidly, motionless. Anyway, the people above had spoken, so how could she not listen. But Yu Mo didn't understand what they were going to do.

Zuo Ming looked at Yumo and took out a piece of off-white linen cloth from the shelf on the side. Then he closed it and then, after closing his eyes for about a minute, he opened his eyes and picked up the tools on the side to cut and sew skillfully.

stand up.

Yumo and Youmi looked at Zuo Ming who was making clothes in front of them. His movements were so fast, and every step he made was very delicate.

About half an hour later, a gray-white dress was ready.

Youmi didn't like this style of clothes very much. The linen clothes didn't seem to match her status as a wealthy lady. Just when Youmi was a little unhappy, Zuo Ming's next move made Youmi even more unhappy.

"Here you go." Zuo Ming picked up the finished skirt and handed it to Yu Mo, who was standing aside.

"Give it to me?" Yu Mo was even more confused. This was not made for Youmi. As soon as she saw him making clothes, Yu Mo guessed that he must be a great person. How could He De, a servant of hers, get him?

Clothes made by hand.

"It's for you." Zuo Ming smiled, "This style is not suitable for Youmi. I accidentally caused you to stain your clothes just now. This clothes is my apology to you."

Yu Mo looked at the polite man with a naughty smile on his face, and her jaw almost dropped to the ground.


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