Ting Chan

After transmigrating, Su Ying, Major General of the End Times War Troops, became a b*tch who conspired with a jerk to murder her husband. As soon as she transmigrated, she found herself stuck with two children and a handicapped husband who could end her life at any moment. 

Su Ying waved her hand dismissively. This was a piece of cake compared to the injuries she had dealt with on the battlefield. She had even suffered from not having food or water whilst being hunted down. This was a walk in a park. 

Su Ying had her own space for resources. She had meat in one hand and alcohol in the other. She'd kill every assassin who came her way. 

Not only was she able to heal her handicapped husband, but she also managed to raise her children well. She built a house and farmland around it. She eventually established her own civilization and empire. She was the queen of her own nation. 

Once her husband fully recovered, she helped him by clearing his name and getting back everything that belonged to him in Shangjing. She then tossed divorce papers on the table so that they could part ways and enjoy their own lives away from each other. 

He clenched his jaw. "Try getting a divorce if you dare!" 

Her two children wrapped their arms around her legs. "Mommy, don't you want your babies anymore?" 

Su Ying placed one hand on her forehead. Fine, I'll take them all! 

Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

There was a small forest on the edge of the meadow, and one could see the end of it at a glance.

When the younger toddler Ling ran past the small forest, she discovered several children gathered together in front of her. She did not know what they were doing.

Ling walked over out of curiosity and saw the children throwing stones at a thin and frail child on the ground.

"Hand over the paper kite in your hand, or we'll beat you up."

"That's right. Hurry up and give us the paper kite!"

The thin and frail child hugged the paper kite in his arms tightly and shook his head helplessly. "This is mine. I will never give it to you."

"Hmph! If you don't give it to us, we'll snatch it."

Those few children pounced on the child and tore the paper kite in his hand.

Ling, who was standing not far away, frowned when she saw this. "You bad guys! You can't snatch other people's things!"

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