lt;lt;Waste Material

Xi Fang, who should be with the new bride Li Qianzi in the groom's room, was being brutally beaten by a hideous, scarred man.,Hearing Li Qianzi mention the crown prince, the man with the scar laughed mockingly: “Haha, you ugly freak, I'll tell you the truth, the crown prince won't be coming tonight. You are destined to be my prey, hahaha...”,Li Qianzi's gaze lingered on the lavish wedding chamber, a torrent of unfamiliar memories surging through her mind like crashing waves.。