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Zhang Jingjing: "This is a new outfit I bought. I feel like your sense of style is much better than Liangliang's. Give me your opinion. Is there anything I should change?"
The picture was a selfie of Zhang Jingjing, wearing a V-neck top and a denim miniskirt.
It not only showed off her pale, smooth thighs, but also a hint of cleavage.
Between a normal man and woman, sending a picture like this would carry strong flirtatious undertones, to say nothing of Zhang Jingjing's identity.
Lin Jiang: "Not bad."
Zhang Jingjing: "Really? If you like it, I won't return it."
'I just said it was not bad. Where the hell did I say I liked it?'
Zhang Jingjing: "Guess how much this outfit cost? The whole thing was just over 200 yuan. I want to work hard and make big money like you, so I can buy lots of pretty clothes."
Zhang Jingjing: "I suddenly had an idea to start a business. What do you think? Can you give me some advice?"
