“From the moment she snatched her body back from a wandering ghost, Lin Shu knew that the Lin family had only six months of remaining fortune. She had to race against time.
House confiscation? Public denunciation? Exile to the far Northwest?
She curled her lips in satisfaction and let out a soft laugh. Perfect.
She set a fire and burned everything in the house that could serve as evidence countless incriminating items, books, letters, clothing anything that could be used against them, all reduced to ashes.
During this, she accidentally discovered a bracelet her mother had left behind, only to find it was a space capable of infinitely duplicating items.
With the spiritual spring inside the space, she ventured alone into the black market before the confiscation, using secret formulas to earn a fortune.
As for Shen Huai the husband who had once married into her family and would one day rise to a high official position she let go with ease. While he was away on a mission, she wrote a letter cutting all ties and a divorce agreement, wishing him a bright future, so that his career would no longer be hindered by her, Lin Shu’s, background.
On the first day in the Northwest, the Lin family lived quite comfortably. After one month there, aside from the grueling struggle sessions, the days only grew easier and more pleasant.
Until one day, when Lin Shu was carrying a hoe to weed the jujube grove, she was suddenly locked tightly in a familiar embrace.
The man’s scorching breath reddened the tips of her ears. “Lin Shu, who gave you permission to stop wanting me? You broke your promise how should I punish you?”
Lin Shu gently stroked her slightly rounded belly, smiling radiantly. “There’s a little one here. Acting like that will scare him.”
