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# 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?

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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!

I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband

Everyone was still somewhat nervous.

Although they came from the capital, they were just doing a small errand. Heng Yi entered the room with a cold and sullen face.

He was tall and broad, and his tanned skin had yet to turn white. In addition, it was cold in winter. Even though Han Qiao took good care of him, he was not as good as those young masters who lived in the greenhouse. His tanned skin was tender, and he looked a little rough. He did not speak much, and his face was solemn, which made him all the more powerful and untouchable. He was someone people wouldn't dare to offend.

Especially Ah-Yao in Heng Yi's arms.

The child was fair and tender, tinted with pink, and a face carved like jade. He was like a tiger cub winking at them. Just meeting him, they knew it was a rare opportunity.

Chapter 400