Magic Industry Empire - Volume 8 Chapter 42

An accident happened on the eve of the prize redemption day, and when Su Li opened her eyes again, she realized she’d become a hunter’s wife.

Not only was everyone in the family lazy, but they also caused much trouble.

To live a better life by being away from the family, she agreed to many of her mother-in-law’s unreasonable demands.

Due to such unreasonable demands, her life wasn’t easy after the separation. They were nearly running out of rice!

Her husband even spent most of the month on the mountain.

The only thing Su Li was thankful for was that she had a pair of adorable twins.

To raise them well and give them a fair chance at life, Su Li decided to change their living environment. She strived to make a fortune.

In order to keep their mother around, the two children worked very hard. At some point in the future, one of them became a top scholar, while the other became a mighty general.

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