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He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, a conqueror's scent. Meng Qiong felt herself getting flushed, her white knitted sweater being unbuttoned by him. A shiver ran down her spine as his touch exposed her fair skin, which carried the faint aroma of bath soap.,The living room has been swept clean by Meng Qiong, leaving only two black garbage bags piled up in the entryway.,"Divorce agreement." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。