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The scarred man was kicked hard off the bed, let out a cry of pain, and then stared at Li Qianzi in astonishment.,Li Qianzi's gaze lingered on the lavish wedding chamber, a torrent of unfamiliar memories surging through her mind like crashing waves.,Quickly tidying up his clothes, Ling gave the man with the scar a look of disdain, and let out a sigh of relief in his heart. He was glad it wasn't **.。