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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

Zeng Qin'er took the food into the kitchen.

Heng Yi took out the wooden sword, wooden horse, and slingshot Heng Yi bought.

Shun Zi's eyes immediately brightened.

He had no toys since he was young, so his eyes were filled with envy.

Ah-Yao jumped happily, "Father is so nice! Father is so nice!"

Heng Yi patted his head, "Go play with Brother Shun Zi. Father will go wash up and change his clothes."

His body was dirty and smelly. He did not want to dirty his precious son.

Ah-Yao nodded and pulled Shun Zi to play with the wooden swords, wooden horses, and slingshots.

Han Qiao poured the hot water into the wooden bucket and asked Heng Yi to carry it into the room to wash up. "The clothes are on the brick bed."

Heng Yi went into the room to wash up, and Han Qiao started cooking.

She was willing to add oil, so the eggs were extremely fragrant.

Deep Love