MTL - The Marshals Want to Get Divorced - Chapter 81

Jiang Siyu and Bo Shiyan entered into a marriage agreement to divorce after 99 times.On the last occasion, Jiang Siyu wanted to have a child with the man, but he remembered the count and directly presented the divorce agreement.Jiang Siyu was stunned. Looking back at the three years of marriage, she had been obedient to him, yet she couldn't melt his icy heart.Fine, they had their fun, so divorce it is.After all, men don't age well, so it's not a bad deal for the white moonlight!Jiang Siyu chose to leave with nothing and disappeared.Five years later, she returned dominantly with her child, with all her secrets exposed.The man cornered her on the bed, “The Bo family has had only sons for ten generations, thanks for gifting me with twins...”Jiang Siyu didn't quite understand what Mr. Bo meant by this.

*Fast paced fast slapping modern novel*Jiang AiLin, known as Miss Fox. Why was she called as Miss Fox? It's because she had killed someone while pretending to be the only daughter of the famous Jiang Family.It turns out, from a young age she was pretending to be the daughter of Jiang Family. When her identity was revealed, instead of apologizing she burned the whole house of the Jiang Family, causing for someone to be killed inside the fire!Heinous! Heinous! Everyone in Beijing had at least heard of this story once, especially the socialites who look down on her for being a Foxy woman whose true self was merely filled with hatred.But that woman had walked out of the prison after serving for six years.And... And she had caught the best bachelor as her lover! The eldest son of the Li Family, Li ZiChen.But she didn't come alone. She had came back with a revenge plan, to pay blood with blood.Yet why does this man knowing the people she had killed still agree to love her?!

[I was reincarnated as an F-class Hunter.

…it’s a problem because they don’t treat me that way.]

A major event happened recently to the demonic sect – their powerful sect master suddenly went missing.

Everyone comforted each other: “Don’t worry, the sect master must be out pursuing fun, and so on.”

“Well, that makes sense.”

They waited.

Waited and waited.

Waited and waited.

Waited and… Everyone slammed the table: “We’ve waited so long! The sect master must have met with a mishap! Look for him!!” Numerous disciples therefore ran rumbling down the mountain.

On a certain day of the month, a certain sect master opened his eyes and thought in confusion: Hey, who am I?

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