lt;lt;Waste Material

Just then, Li Qianzi's closed eyes suddenly flew open. Her eyes were bright as snow and sharp as lightning.,Li Qianzi's gaze lingered on the lavish wedding chamber, a torrent of unfamiliar memories surging through her mind like crashing waves.,I was thinking of letting that scar-faced man kill them one by one, but I didn't expect this waste to have killed the scar-faced man first.。