After the Confiscation, I Take My Space and Join the Army, Where Everyone Spoils Me

The moment Lin Shu snatched her body back from a wild ghost, she knew the Lin family's good fortune would last only another six months. She had to race against time.

Confiscation of the family estate? Public denunciation? Exile to the far northwest?

She curled her lips in delight and chuckled. "Just what I wanted!"

She set fire to all the countless "incriminating evidence" in the house: books, letters, clothes, anything that could be used as evidence.

During the chaos, she stumbled upon the bracelet her mother had left behind, which turned out to be a pocket dimension capable of endlessly duplicating objects.

With the spiritual spring inside the dimension, she ventured alone into the black market before the family estate was confiscated, making a fortune with her "secret recipe."

As for her husband, Shen Huai, whom her family had once taken in as a live-in son-in-law and who was destined for high office, she let him go without hesitation. While he was away on a mission, she wrote a letter severing their ties and signed a divorce agreement, wishing him a bright future. From then on, her family background would no longer hinder his career.

On the Lin family's first day in the far northwest, they were living in great comfort.

A month after arriving in the far northwest, aside from the grueling public denunciation meetings, life was getting more and more comfortable.

Then one day, as Lin Shu carried a hoe to weed the jujube grove, a familiar embrace suddenly locked around her. The man's burning breath reddened the tips of her ears. "Lin Shu, who gave you permission to leave me? You broke your promise. How should I punish you?"

Lin Shu gently stroked her slightly rounded belly and smiled like a flower. "There's a little one here. You'll scare him if you act like that."