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I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband

# domesticfight # omnipotent Transmigrating into a scene of domestic violence, as well as trying to cleverly get a divorce and remarry… It was just like walking into a den of lions all over again! Han Qiao picked up a stick to beat all of them! Her scoldings could be heard till the end of the streets, and she could even beat someone up until they begged for mercy. She opened a store, and also bought a piece of land and a house. She encouraged her hunter of a husband to move forward and upwards, and raised three daughters whom everyone in the country praised. With glory and wealth in her hands and a strong, unwavering love between the couple, who wouldn’t want such a life? *** When Heng Yi was twenty four, he lost his heart and soul the moment Han Qiao smiled at him. When he found her again, she was already married. Were they destined to be apart in this life? But when he found out that her husband was a cowardly man with violent tendencies, he almost crushed the glass in his hand out of anger. The dream woman who had slipped from his grasp was being bullied by some other man! No! He wouldn’t let this go on! When he was about to save her, he found out that Han Qiao was trying to get a divorce. The blood in his veins boiled, and he decided to secretly protect her. He waited for her to leave that b*stard, then finally appeared and hugged her from behind. “I’ve waited a long time for you.” So what if she was once married? He would still pamper her like she was a treasure from the heavens!

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Chapter 402

Redakteur: Dragon Boat Translation

Han Qiao snorted coldly.

Heng Yi whispered to Ah-Yao, "Your mother didn't beat you, but you're already giving up?"

Ah-Yao didn't speak.

"Heng Yao," Han Qiao said in a deep voice, "Why don't you say that you wasted the food?"

"..."

Ah-Yao pouted.

And tears flowed out again from his eyes.

Heng Yi coaxed him in a soft voice, "It's okay now, don't cry anymore. Your eyes will be swollen if you keep crying."

"Mother is bad!" Ah-Yao's mouth was flattened into a thin line.

He huddled into Heng Yi's arms and cried desolately.

Heng Yi had no choice.

On one side was his beloved wife, and on the other was his son who both had him in the palm of their hands. He was in a dilemma.

He held his precious son and continued to comfort him.

He tried to reason with him, telling him that food was hard to come by and that it was wrong for him to throw the bowl in his temper.