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

Fu Jun felt like his breathing was about to stall!

He was afraid that if Xiao Jin exerted force, Fu Xun's screams would practically break through the roof.

Fu Jun roared angrily, "Xiao Jin, if you dare to touch my son, you'll never know where your daughter is!"

Xiao Jin's dark eyes darted and in the next moment, he had grabbed hold of Fu Jun's neck.

Fu Jun felt that the air in his chest was about to be squeezed out. He struggled until his eyes were as wide as saucers as he glared at Xiao Jin in horror and anger.

Fu Jun's face gradually turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged out. "Ugh… I… Ugh…"

The force in Xiao Jin's hand became increasingly stronger. The sense of approaching death made Fu Jun's body tremble, and a foul, yellow liquid seeped out of his pants.

Xiao Jin loosened his grip slightly.

Escape