lt;lt;Waste Material

Li Qianzi's gaze lingered on the lavish wedding chamber, a torrent of unfamiliar memories surging through her mind like crashing waves.,Nan Gong Yu gave an order, and the four guards behind him drew their swords and stormed into the bridal chamber, charging at Li Qian Zi with menacing force.,Li Qianzi scoffed coldly, then pulled out a pristine white handkerchief from her sleeve. She bit her finger and wrote the words "divorce papers" on it before throwing them at him without a shred of politeness.。