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... to force a divorce. If you want one, we’ll go handle the paperwork this week."
In a dilapidated old building, a man in formal attire stood there.
His face was handsome, but a shallow scar ran across his left eyebrow.
Song Qingya had just opened her eyes, still groggy and not yet fully awake.
When she heard the unfamiliar voice, she flinched instinctively.
This small gesture, however, deeply stung the man’s heart.
He frowned slightly, a bitter smil ...
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