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Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

After transmigrating, Su Ying, Major General of the End Times War Troops, became a b*tch who conspired with a jerk to murder her husband. As soon as she transmigrated, she found herself stuck with two children and a handicapped husband who could end her life at any moment. Su Ying waved her hand dismissively. This was a piece of cake compared to the injuries she had dealt with on the battlefield. She had even suffered from not having food or water whilst being hunted down. This was a walk in a park. Su Ying had her own space for resources. She had meat in one hand and alcohol in the other. She'd kill every assassin who came her way. Not only was she able to heal her handicapped husband, but she also managed to raise her children well. She built a house and farmland around it. She eventually established her own civilization and empire. She was the queen of her own nation. Once her husband fully recovered, she helped him by clearing his name and getting back everything that belonged to him in Shangjing. She then tossed divorce papers on the table so that they could part ways and enjoy their own lives away from each other. He clenched his jaw. "Try getting a divorce if you dare!" Her two children wrapped their arms around her legs. "Mommy, don't you want your babies anymore?" Su Ying placed one hand on her forehead. Fine, I'll take them all!

Ting Chan · Lịch sử
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Save Me, Mistress

Biên tập viên: Dragon Boat Translation

Mei Niang pushed the door open and only saw the fat woman lying on the floor. Su Ying was nowhere to be seen in the room.

Mei Niang slowly walked into the house and warily checked the surroundings. Just as she reached the beam where Bai Shuang was hanging from, Su Ying quickly jumped down from the beam and stabbed the tranquilizer dart into Mei Niang's body.

Mei Niang's eyes widened, and as she fell, she stared at Su Ying in shock.

Su Ying immediately turned around and cut the ropes around Bai Shuang's hands before lowering her down from the beam.

Su Ying's cold fingers felt Bai Shuang's pulse. After confirming that her pulse was still beating, she let out a deep breath of relief.

"Bai Shuang, Bai Shuang. Wake up, Bai Shuang."