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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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Han Qiao told Granny Gu to let Zeng Qin'er sleep in the same room with her and her great-grandson for a few days, and then asked Heng Yi to go to the village chief to see if he could carve out a piece of land and build two houses. Then, she would let Zeng Qin'er move out.

Granny Gu thought for a moment before agreeing, "Alright."

Zeng Qin'er carried her blanket and mattress into the room. Granny Gu looked at the clean mattress. Envy flashed in her eyes.

Han Qiao was not idle either. The house needed to be tidied up.

People said that it was easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it was difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. After two years of good life, she was not used to living in a small house again.

Looking at her sleeping son, Han Qiao was silent for a moment before she smiled and continued to unpacking.

Zeng Qin'er entered the room and called out softly, "Mother."

"Are you done unpacking?" Han Qiao asked.