Boss, Your Wife Runs Again - Chapter 1733

She woke up from her sleep to the divorce papers that the original owner’s husband tossed at her.

Shu Yan picked up the document and took a look. She gets the house and the savings, but not the car.

Oh! And her son and daughter.

She had been a single woman in her 30’s in her previous life, and now she’s a mother?

How exciting is that?

She searched her memories. Two million dollars in savings. How much is two million dollars in the 90s?

What’s a husband? The other woman can have him. I’m taking the monies and my instant son and daughter to go and enjoy ourselves!

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After transmigrating, Chen Yu found himself in a highly militarized world. But the “will of the world” had concluded that he was an intruder and put a curse on him.

Transmigrated-into-another-world-three-good-citizen Gu Xizhou, in order to survive, became a demonic cultivator. No matter how bad or evil, he adapted.

But then…but then he transmigrated back.

The returned Gu Xizhou was very angry. The student that offered his body in order to resurrect him had used a formation that was purposed for summoning evil spirits. He, Gu Xizhou, prior to transmigration was a law-abiding citizen that upheld core socialist values, a three good citizen representative. So how come after transmigrating and coming back, he had become a heinous malicious spirit?!

In each and every one of the spirit worlds, the ghosts and spirits originally lived a Heaven is first and I am second kind of happy lifestyle, that is until in the unlimited spirit mission worlds, inexplicably and out of nowhere came a demonic cultivator.

The ghost and spirits: QAQ

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How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…