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The scar-faced man grinned cruelly and roughly tore open Li Qianzi's collar.,A roar of anger erupted, and Li Qianzi suddenly kicked the man with the scar on his face upwards.,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.。