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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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分數不夠
421 Chs

First Appearance of Talent

編輯: Dragon Boat Translation

Wen Yu looked at Heng Yi and said, "Actually, two bowls of plain noodles will do."

"Ah-Qiao said that the weather is cold and we should drink more warm things. I know nothing about the government office, so I'll have to trouble Brother Wen Yu to teach me more in the future." Heng Yi said.

The waiter came over with a teapot.

He enthusiastically poured tea for the two of them.

"How much is the total?" Heng Yi asked.

"Ten copper coins for a bowl of chicken soup noodles, five copper coins more with minced meat, one copper coin for a steamed bun, five copper coins for a pot of tea, a total of 39 copper coins."

Heng Yi opened his purse, took out a hundred coins, and pushed it to the waiter. "I want to ask you something. Tell me nicely, and the rest of the money will be yours."

"..." The waiter's eyes lit up. "Sir, please ask me."

"Did anyone drive any cows over today?" Heng Yi asked.