[House Fighting + Machiavellian Strategy + Heroine + Career Flow + No System]
After three years of marriage, she had not seen her husband very often. The clan said she had no children and handed her a letter of annulment.
The clan elder threw her deed verification box and twenty old deeds were scattered on the floor. The seven people in the room all looked down at their shoes.
She doesn't cry, make trouble, or explain.
She is the official media, the only person in the world who can discern the contract - read the ink, read the paper, read the pen, and read the seal.
She has the final say whether a piece of paper is true or false.
He raised a piece of paper in court and turned his case over in three sentences. The clan elder who forced him to sign was sent to jail.
But from the middle of the fake marriage certificate, a scrap of a pawn ticket from ten years ago fell out.
She had been checking other people's papers for three years, but she couldn't figure out who she was.
