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For seven years, Rose Bennett was Ryan Knight’s secret wife. While all of New York believed Samantha Hikk would become Mrs. Knight, Rose silently endured a cold marriage to a man who never loved her. Until one night, Samantha is rushed into Rose’s emergency room pregnant… and Ryan is the one protecting her. That is the night Rose stops loving him. What Ryan never knew was that Rose had already given birth to his daughter years ago after he rejected both mother and child without hesitation. So Rose walks away—with only two suitcases, a hidden daughter, and the shattered remains of seven years. But the woman Ryan abandoned is no ordinary wife. Rose is the hidden genius behind Aetheris Medical AI, the revolutionary system about to change the entire medical world. As Rose rises to the top, becoming untouchable, powerful, and impossible to replace, Ryan finally realizes the devastating truth— He didn’t lose a woman who loved him. He lost the only woman he would ever love. And by then, even their daughter no longer calls him father.

Cultivation powerhouse Zara Kingsley crossed into the 1970s with a pocket dimension stuffed with a billion units of supplies. The moment she opened her eyes, she’d become the unlucky punching bag of adoptive parents and a scheming stepsister. The stepsister wanted to snatch her job and exile her to the countryside? Zara Kingsley emptied the girl’s entire house in one swipe and signed her up for the Great Northwest—go eat dirt and open up wasteland! The adoptive parents embezzled her birth parents’ pension and planned to sell her little siblings for cash? One anonymous letter to the authorities sent the pair of parasites straight to the firing squad—blood for blood. The reborn heroine, armed with foreknowledge, tried to steal her jade pendant dimension and her fiancé, dreaming of replacing her and soaring to the top? Zara Kingsley laughed coldly, seized the spatial treasure for herself, and monopolized every fortuitous encounter. As for that trash fiancé—he’s all yours; whoever wants him can have the bad luck. From then on, Zara Kingsley let herself go completely, hell-bent on being as unscrupulous as possible, sprinting down the road of face-slapping and sweet revenge. Then came the day she was sent down to the countryside—and the rumored sterile, ice-faced big shot Henson Lancaster set his sights on her. One was aiveness-obsessed cultivation madwoman; the other, a ruthless, black-bellied military titan. They clicked at first sight, marched to the registry, and got their marriage certificates. Husband and wife, perfectly matched—trash-bashing without breaking a sweat! You be my crazy wife, I’ll be your crazy husband; two apex predators joining forces—whoever blocks the way gets flattened. The reborn heroine was dumbstruck: the fiancé she stole turned out to be useless, the opportunities she coveted were all hijacked, and the cannon-fodder Zara Kingsley—supposed to die early—had instead become the nation’s darling. She reclaimed her birth parents, cleared their names, and, together with Henson Lancaster, amassed an untold fortune. Multiple buns in one pregnancy, living life in full swagger.

In her previous life, Serena Caldwell was ruthlessly schemed against by her in-laws, who made her mistakenly sleep with the so-called "spy" of the village one night. Overnight, she was reviled by the entire village as an immoral slut. Even her own family found her disgraceful and cruelly drove her out of the house. Her in-laws feigned kindness: "We don't despise you. Come marry into our family and live a proper life." Not long after, news arrived that her fiancé had "died in sacrifice." Filled with guilt, Serena broke off the engagement and devoted herself to staying with her in-laws, fulfilling filial duties for her deceased husband and raising three younger siblings. She was squeezed dry of all value throughout her life, eventually dying miserably frozen on the streets. Only at death did she learn the earth-shattering truth: Her fiancé never died! He had been promoted and advanced in the army, married and had children—living a thriving life! The so-called sacrifice was entirely a scheme by his family! Reborn in one stroke, Serena completely woke up and tore apart the engagement cancellation letter on the spot! She went straight to the army base, only to discover that her in-laws had already written letters slandering her as having chaotic private affairs and seducing men everywhere. Serena laughed in anger, confronting the scumbag directly: "I am completely innocent. You believed me worthless based on mere rumors?" She crashed his wedding ceremony dramatically, threw down the cancellation letter, and left with flair. The next day, the entire military compound exploded! Serena directly married Victor Harlow, the coldest and most ruthless Ice-Faced King of Hell of the compound! Everyone laughed at how miserable she must be. Rumors said Regiment Commander Harlow had been fundamentally injured during a mission and couldn't father children—that he only married her to deal with family matters, that they were merely living together as partners. After marriage, Victor Harlow coldly declared: "I have no interest in women. I'll give you money; we won't interfere with each other." But when Serena gave birth to twins—and as those two little ones grew more like him every day—the truth could no longer be hidden! Turned out that man from that night who had been set up wasn't a spy at all—it was him all along! Victor Harlow! The so-called infertility was nothing but psychological trauma left from that night. The once aloof and abstinent Regiment Commander Harlow completely fell head over heels, instantly transforming into a clingy wife-doting fanatic—haunting his wife daily until he spoiled Serena absolutely rotten!

The crippled prince had become a commoner, but he had married a stunning beauty. His wife was a genius in martial arts and was high above others; he was a loser who had been humiliated. After accidentally awakening the spirit of a Divine King, his fate was reversed and he rose to power. From then on, he would crush those who humiliated him and conquer the peerless beauty! Geniuses, in front of me, are all good-for-nothings! Kings are like ants under my feet! I'm the God Slaying King with a single stroke of the Heaven-breaking Sword!

Cecilia Whitmore arrived in a 1970s-era novel with superpowers and a pocket dimension—only to land in the body of the Whitmore family’s orphaned daughter, fated to die in chapter one. She opened her eyes to find the house ransacked, her parents dead, her grandfather framed and gone, and jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards dancing around the old Whitmore mansion in triumph. Cecilia smiled. “I carved through the apocalypse—why fear a pack of paper tigers?” First move: she emptied the ancestral estate, not leaving a single gold bar beneath the foundation for the enemy. Second move: she torched the grand ocean-view villa while everyone watched in heartbreak, then sauntered off to the countryside. Cecilia: “With a million supplies in my space, I’ll live like a queen down on the farm.” As for the handsome regiment commander who suddenly appeared? Well, abs like those deserve at least a little flirtation…

Time-traveled back to the 70s? Tara Cavanaugh goes full berserk! Evil stepmom? She packs her own daughter off to the countryside—no mercy. Deadbeat dad? She pockets the entire family fortune, down to the last cent. Mom exiled to the Nowhere Northwest? Tara slings a bedroll and chases her to Red Star Brigade—touch my mama and see what happens! Crush busybodies, hunt wild boars, collar child-traffickers—build an empire in one breath! Even the frosty officer Mr. Caldwell meekly moves into her tiny courtyard. Villains queue up for a beating? One swings, she lands one. This era's script? She's rewriting it herself— "Sweet" is only five letters, but she's screaming it a billion times!

She unexpectedly traveled to the materially scarce 1970s, becoming a pitiful girl living under someone else's roof. Her ruthless cousin not only stole her job but also secretly signed her up for the countryside, even pushing her to her death. After waking up, she no longer endured the exploitation and bullying from her hypocritical uncle's family. She publicly exposed their ingratitude and took back the money and subsidies left by her parents. Armed with the spiritual spring space she accidentally unlocked, she set off for the countryside with supplies and determination. A brand new life, belonging entirely to her, is about to unfold passionately in the vast world.

Nora Whitfield, a pampered beauty and beloved daughter of a capitalist family, once lived a charmed life—until the storm came and the world turned upside down. Her father was taken away for investigation, crisis engulfed her home, and her life plummeted overnight. Those closest to her plunged the knife in, while wolves circled all around! Her greedy uncle and hypocritical stepmother seized the moment, scheming together to trick her into handing over the family fortune, planning to flee to Hong Kong with the money. Even more viciously, the pair deliberately stirred trouble, urging her to divorce, determined to hollow out her life completely. Just as Nora Whitfield was about to sign and accept her fate, her three-month-old baby suddenly spoke from the womb! The cute baby's inner voice rang out again and again, each line a critical hit: [Mommy, don't divorce! You'll be sent down for labor and die miserably!] [Uncle and stepmom are having an affair! The stepsister is their illegitimate bastard!] [The scumbag will beat you, steal your job! And he'll take me away too!] Nora Whitfield woke up instantly, icy fury surging in her eyes! With her baby's spoilers, she pulled herself together completely and launched her heaven-defying comeback. She struck back against the scumbag, dealt with her vicious relatives, and sent her scheming stepmother, uncle, and white lotus stepsister all to labor reform in one fell swoop. She seized the family assets firmly and crushed their plans to escape. After settling all the rotten people, Nora Whitfield looked at the island ferry ticket in her hands, her heart full of hesitation. The island was scarce in supplies, life there harsh—she truly dreaded it. But her baby offered warm comfort: [Mommy, don't be afraid! I have a spirit spring space with endless supplies. You just stay beautiful!] What truly troubled her, though, was that rough, strong officer husband of hers—Marcus Ashford. On their wedding night, she'd been worn out until she begged for mercy, her heart filled with resistance. Learning she would follow him to his post, she was filled with anxiety: [Baby, I'm scared of your dad!] Marcus Ashford, eavesdropping from the corner, broke down on the spot and swore overnight: [Wife, I'll be gentle and considerate, absolutely obedient!] But on their first day of marriage, Nora Whitfield kicked him straight out of bed! [Soft, adorable pregnant wife vs. doting husband, rough man] No frustration throughout! Raising baby, crushing scum, building a career—sweet pampering and comedy guaranteed!

Pediatrician Clara Whitman accidentally time-slips to the late seventies. The moment she opens her eyes, she discovers she's been sold at a high price by her heartless uncle's family to be the wife of a village idiot. Meanwhile, their own daughter—Lila Whitman—has stolen her marriage certificate and is living the good life as the bride of a powerful military dynasty. Reborn with full memory of the plot, Clara Whitman tears up the script—she's done playing along! A handful of croton seeds later, her uncle's household is writhing on the latrine; she bolts from the village and heads straight for Beijing to reclaim the engagement herself. But nothing goes as planned: the groom-to-be rejects her on the spot. In a twist of fate she ends up marrying the man's elder brother—nine years her senior, the unattainable "high-altitude flower" William Hayes. Legend says Colonel Hayes has no interest in women and is doomed to leave no heir; yet every night Clara Whitman is coaxed until she sobs and begs for mercy, and after the wedding every pregnancy comes in multiples. When the man seduces her again with "just one more time," Clara Whitman wants to cry: Who said he didn't like women? Total lie! William Hayes, the youngest and most brilliant officer in the regiment, is steady, handsome, his future limitless. Rumor claims he cares for no woman, having pledged his youth to the nation—breaking countless girls' hearts. Then one day word spreads: the colonel has taken leave to honor a seventeen-year-old engagement and married a country girl. Everyone laments: that bumpkin is wasting Chief Hayes! Until the day the cold-faced "King of Hell" William Hayes walks in with a stunning, dewy-eyed lady doctor on his arm—and the room falls silent. "That's no bumpkin!" the crowd gasps. "She's a straight-up goddess!"

Sophia Rivers had been force-fed fertility drugs by her in-laws for three years before she awakened to the truth—she was the cannon-fodder ex-wife in a period drama. She flung the medicine straight into her husband's face. "Infertile? More like you're the impotent one! I'm done playing the scapegoat in this farce!" The day after the divorce, her ex-husband's superior officer—the infamous "Heirless King of the Military District," Gregory Carter--cornered her at her doorstep. "I'm heirless, you're 'infertile'-- marriage papers are already approved. Let's settle down together, no hard feelings." Sophia gritted her teeth and signed for the sake of her career, only to find herself trapped in the man's embrace that very night. After moving into the military compound, the whole base bet on which of them would outlast the other. Instead, they watched as Sophia developed high-yield military grain strains, while Gregory led his team to victory in international drills. But the real shocker? The supposedly heirless couple ended up with twins -- each boasting an IQ of 180! The night the paternity results came in, Gregory pinned her outside the delivery room, his laughter rough against her neck. "Sweetheart, I lied. That heirless report was just to dodge gold-diggers back then…" "But now? I want a whole damn army with you." While her ex-husband's family was still begging for a miracle baby, Sophia was already cradling her genius children on the national science awards stage. Under the spotlight, Gregory fastened a medal around her neck and declared to the entire country: "My greatest victory wasn't on the battlefield -- it was turning my wife from cannon fodder into the love of this general's life."

Serena Whitmore opened her eyes to find a drop-dead gorgeous man with eight-pack abs unbuttoning his pants right in front of her! Only then did she realize she’d transmigrated into a period drama novel as the tragic ex-wife of the male lead. According to the plot, she would soon divorce her disabled husband out of disgust, then spend the rest of her life as the pitiful foil to the transmigrated heroine who would bear the male lead five loving children. Serena Whitmore smiled: The pocket dimension is mine, the male lead is mine, and the storyline is mine too! The transmigrated heroine plans to heal the male lead with a spirit spring? One flick of Serena’s silver needles: “Sterility? Two jabs and it’s cured!” Need cash after the house raid? The space gives tenfold returns—pauper to ten-thousand-yuan household in seconds. No grain for the countryside? She buys up the black market, tenfold returns again, and the whole village dines on canned food. Drought with no water? She drains West Lake in one turn, then irrigates ten thousand mu with spirit spring water. When the transmigrated heroine finally counts down to the day of returning to the city, she finds the husband who should have been divorced gently cradling Serena Whitmore’s waist, his gaze tender: “Take it slow—our little one’s kicking again?” And that spirit-spring pocket dimension she’d marked out so early? It’s long since become Serena Whitmore’s personal warehouse. Nestled in the man’s arms, Serena Whitmore flashes the heroine a lazy smile: “Sorry, darling—” “I rewrote your script.”

In her last life, Christine Douglas was swindled out of her money by a scumbag, endured domestic violence, and died a miserable death. Her whole family perished in the bitter cold of exile and re-education. Luckily, right before death, she obtained a miraculous pocket dimension and a chance to return to the past. Without hesitation, she killed the scumbag with her own hands, emptied his entire house, and stockpiled mountains of supplies. Back in the 1970s, the scumbag tries to beat her, hides her letters, and swallows her inheritance. Christine Douglas: Reported! Off to the Great Northern Wilderness to drink the wind with your whole family. She survives natural disasters, clears her name, and leads her family back to the city to strike it rich—while the scumbag’s clan chugs northwest wind in the wilderness. Along the way, she also picks up a quietly protective, drop-dead gorgeous guy. Life is sweet, sweet bliss~

Celeste Ashford's previous life was that of a terminally ill, never-married wealthy single woman who'd built her fortune through a clever space-storage reselling business. After dying young, she transmigrated into the harsh 1960s, and the moment she opened her eyes, she inherited two kids with no blood relation to her — left behind by her late husband. Before she'd even had time to process that, she was informed: her current husband had adopted three orphans of fallen soldiers. Celeste Ashford counted on her fingers: five kids, one man, and the eligibility to join him at his military post. She briskly packed her bags. "Let's go — off to find their father!" Once at the base, she led the children in clearing land, growing vegetables, and running small side businesses. All five kids were raised plump and rosy under her care. But six months later, Celeste Ashford stared at the two lines on the pregnancy test and fell into deep thought. She turned to her neighbor. "Hey, um… my husband's ex-wife — didn't she go around telling everyone he couldn't perform? Wasn't that why they divorced?" The neighbor slapped her thigh. "You bet she did! The whole military district knows about it!" Celeste Ashford went silent. That evening, she glared at the rugged military officer who'd just walked through the door, and slapped the pregnancy test down in front of him. "You'd better explain this to me. What exactly is going on?" The man was at a loss for words for a long moment, then wrapped his arm around her waist with a helpless sigh. "She was the one spreading rumors everywhere — it's not like I could go around dropping my pants to prove otherwise. Besides… whether I'm capable or not, don't you already know the answer to that?"

Vivienne Prescott, a top-tier research scientist from the 25th century, transmigrated into a novel as its namesake—a spoiled capitalist heiress. She had expected to inherit a vast fortune and live a cushy life, only to face a brutal reality check: it was 1972, everyone was struggling to make ends meet, and political turmoil lurked everywhere! The original owner also had a dashing fiancé—a high-ranking military officer. Unfortunately, this fiancé harbored a childhood sweetheart, his "white moonlight," while the original girl was merely a prop to highlight the true heroine, her personal blood bag! Having seen through the plot, Vivienne Prescott threw in the towel: this broken engagement? Whoever wants it can have it! She decisively broke off the engagement and dumped the scumbag, refusing to be anyone's stepping stone! To her surprise, she discovered that her parents in this life were the very same relatives she had lost to regret in her previous one! Given a second chance, she was determined to protect her parents and live a peaceful life! Vivienne Prescott promptly liquidated the entire family estate and voluntarily applied to be sent down to the countryside for a quiet life. Armed with her portable pocket dimension and maxed-out scientific expertise, she had intended to keep a low profile, but her abilities simply couldn't stay hidden! Casually revolutionizing farming, cracking impossible problems, and conducting groundbreaking research during her rural assignment, she stunned the entire nation and practically got herself designated as a national treasure-level genius! Nathan Caldwell, the coldest and most ruthless iron-blooded commander of the Marine Corps, spotted this prodigiously talented young woman at first glance. He exhausted every means to recruit her—for the talent, for the nation. He never expected that in digging for talent, he'd dig himself into the hole as well. Vivienne Prescott pursued research to serve her country; Nathan Caldwell guarded both nation and home, cherishing her above all. Others mocked her for suffering in the countryside, little knowing she had already achieved both career success and love, becoming the envied commander's wife!

In her previous life, Wendy Hartwell married the soldier Nathan Morrison in her cousin’s place; over the years they barely saw each other. After word came that her husband had died, her mother-in-law heartlessly threw her out. She wandered destitute with her three sons, only to be trafficked to the northwest, where her boys met tragic ends. Reborn, Wendy Hartwell storms back with her three little sons in tow: She reclaims the pension, splits the family without hesitation, sets up her own household—no one will ever control her again. Gritting her teeth, she fights her way up, raising all three sons into pillars of the nation. Just as life is turning bright, her husband Nathan Morrison, “dead for three years,” walks through the door—alive—and lays a box brimming with medals at her feet. Having survived countless brushes with death, Nathan had expected his wife to have remarried and the children scattered. Instead he finds her guarding their home, having raised the boys into fine young men; even the youngest has grown tall. The battle-hardened soldier stares, stunned, at the beautiful, fierce woman who doesn’t hesitate to draw a blade when threatened—his heart pounds uncontrollably. From that day on, the iron-blooded war veteran becomes a hopeless wife-devotee, spoiling his family to the heavens.

After her mother's suicide, Anna called her father and uncle from the police station. Her father hung up without a word, while her uncle coldly told her to drop dead. Tears welled up in the three-year-old's eyes—until a large, warm hand settled gently on her head. "Want a dad?" With ruthless efficiency, Ethan Marks scooped up the sniffling little girl, tossed her into a sack, and carried her home. The entire family was in an uproar. Grandma, the iron-willed matriarch: "Bring over the latest luxury collections! My precious granddaughter gets first pick!" Billionaire Dad: "If anyone dares bully you, fight back. From now on, I'm your shield." Reclusive Uncle: "Sweetheart, all my earnings are yours. Be my daughter, won't you?" Older Brother, the family's little tyrant: "My sister is the cutest in the whole world!" Anna, who had braced herself for a life of misery, rubbed her big, doe-like eyes in utter bewilderment. Wait—was she actually the family's new treasure? Not one to take kindness for granted, little Anna repaid them in her own way. She chatted with flowers—and uncovered a corporate spy in her father's company. She whispered to grass—and miraculously healed her uncle's paralyzed legs. She confided in trees—and helped catch a murderer. She gossiped with cabbages—and discovered that her stern, no-nonsense grandfather was secretly henpecked. Every day was a whirlwind of jaw-dropping revelations and sweet revenge, and Anna couldn't have been happier. Then, out of nowhere, her deadbeat biological father showed up, demanding custody. Ethan Marks cracked his knuckles. "Try stealing my daughter. I dare you." Without even glancing at the man, Anna buried her face in Ethan's chest. "I only have one dad." As her birth father watched in speechless, seething regret, the infamous "Grim Reaper" Ethan Marks broke into the brightest smile of his life.

Vivian Ashford unlocks the most absurd transmigration in history — she gets her head slammed in a door, passes out, and wakes up smack in the 1970s, coming to in a strange man's bedroom. After absorbing the original host's memories and sizing up her bloodsucking, sharp-tongued family, Vivian Ashford — whose whole brand is shameless scheming — has an instant epiphany: Beat the awful people at their own game, and leave them nowhere to run! Armed with her little red book, she launches straight into ruthless revenge mode, bringing the family that bullied the original host for years to heel completely. She turns her sharp tongue up to full blast and presses them at every step, tormenting the wretches in creative ways: "I've waited on you all for years — you owe me compensation. Pay up, or I'll report you." "Every last bit of dowry a bride is owed, not a penny less — otherwise, I'll report you just the same." When her family demands a bride price from her future husband, she fires right back: "A bride price is feudal nonsense. Bring it up again and I'll keep right on reporting you!" With a series of moves as smooth as flowing water, Vivian Ashford successfully secures her compensation and dowry, then cuts ties with her awful relatives cleanly and completely. To dodge the hardship of being sent down to the countryside, she sets her sights on Nathan Sinclair, a military bigshot desperately in need of an extra pair of hands. Nathan Sinclair, believing his comrade-in-arms was killed in action, has taken in the man's child and urgently needs a woman to help care for the little one. Vivian Ashford volunteers herself on the spot, laying out her terms with cool-headed precision: *"We sign a contract — you pay me forty yuan a month, and I work for you and mind the kid." Forty yuan a month, secured. She's no fool — no way is she suffering out in the countryside. The contract marriage is officially sealed. She follows her convenient husband to live on the military base, quietly scheming on the side to mooch off her awful birth family whenever she gets the chance, squeezing every last drop out of them without a shred of mercy. Armed with her personal inventory space and a mind full of tricks, this scheming female lead turns military base life into her personal playground — delivering face-slaps and revenge at every opportunity. As time passes, the terms of their contract slowly give way to something deeper, and their marriage-first love story reaches peak sweetness. Meanwhile, a jaw-dropping secret about her origins and the hidden truth behind her comrade's death come to light one after another, with twist upon twist upending everything. A vivid ensemble cast where everyone gets their moment to shine — equal parts absurd comedy and heartfelt romance. Watch this scheming, lovably shameless little wife lie her way to the top and rise triumphant in the 1970s. Sweet, satisfying, and utterly legendary! 【Reader Advisory: There's more to the comrade's death than meets the eye, and the childcare arrangement is only temporary. Enter with caution if either is a concern!】

She’s notorious, arrogant, and domineering. He’s a business titan whose power eclipses the sky, capable of summoning storms with a flick of his wrist. His fiancée stole her fiancé. Isabelle Hartwell:“Your person took my person—aren’t you going to compensate me?” Ethan Blackwood:“How about paying with my body?” One day, a reporter asked,“Mrs. Blackwood, how did you and Mr. Blackwood fall in love—and how has he loved you so faithfully for ten straight years?” Mrs. Blackwood:“Our relationship is like that of a buyer and the meat on the chopping block: once it’s been swallowed and digested, there’s no running away. Oh, don’t get me wrong—Mr. Blackwood is the piece of meat; he sold himself to me of his own accord.”

Fade Chen, a mysterious young man from Tianwu Mountain, started his adventure in urban city. He was a master of martial arts, and a doctor of excellent medical knowledge. He was doomed to be successful.

A young boy from a humble bloodline, occasionally inherited from a world-shocking family. Once he woke up, he ascended to the Ninth Heaven. He cultivated the Nine Stars Divine Dragon Technique, condensing dragon vein, forming the Overlord Body. He competed with the prodigies of all the clans, overwhelming all fields, and shocking the Ninth Heaven.