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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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Double Ninth Festival

編輯: Dragon Boat Translation

For the last couple of days, Heng Yi had been helping the Han family harvest grain. He was young and strong and was a good worker.

The Han family had many people, so it made working a lot less tiring.

He didn't say anything, but he didn't allow Han Qiao to wash the vegetables and clothes. He let Aunt Zhao do all the house chores.

Han Qiao thought that if she didn't recover soon, she would only get worse later in the future, so she took things slow and relaxed. However, she still washed her wedding dress with warm water herself, dried it, and kept it away.

On the ninth day of the ninth month, the Double Ninth Festival was held.

Early in the morning, Heng Yi and Han Qiao took the three kids to hike the mountain. When they reached the top, they looked down at the winding road at the foot of the mountain. The village looked as small as an ant from here.

The whole family suddenly looked at each other and laughed.