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

Li Qinlan's eyes were filled with grievance as she looked at Xiao Jin in shock. She moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, but when she saw the iciness in Xiao Jin's eyes and the killing intent that had leaked unintentionally from Su Ying's eyes, she was so frightened that she hurriedly got up and left.

"There's no need for such friends in the future."

Su Ying glanced at Xiao Jin's hand. Why did he have to hold her hand when he talked?

Su Ying wanted to pull her hand back, but Xiao Jin tightened his grip.

"Your hand is cold. Let me warm it up for you."

"Mother is cold? Then hurry up and hug Mother, Father." Ling still had snacks in her mouth and she appeared very innocent.

Upon hearing his daughter's words, Xiao Jin leaned closer to Su Ying obligingly.

It was almost summer now. Only a person with holes in his brain would think that Su Ying was cold.

"I'm not cold. Stay further away."

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