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The scar-faced man's grin widened, his large hand reaching towards Zi Da Hong's bright red bellyband.,At this time, Nangong Yu, who was secretly monitoring the situation in Xifang, was shocked and rushed over with his men.,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.。