I transmigrated from my eighteen-year-old self into my twenty-eight-year-old self.
My husband openly kept a mistress, and even my child hated me.
“Shen Qing is different from you. Stop bothering her.”
“I want Aunt Shen to be my mom! I like Aunt Shen.”
Looking at the two ungrateful wretches, one big and one small, I smiled.
Then I filed for divorce and took half the man's shares, selling them to his sworn enemy.
A close-knit family of three? Let's see how close you stay when you're broke!
