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[Beloved by All + Cute Babies + Face-Slapping + Sweet and Satisfying] Evelyn Harlow was forced by her foster mother to sell herself to repay a debt, only to be cornered at the hotel entrance by four adorable little munchkins! Big Baby: "You're our mommy!" Second Baby: "Daddy is a big bad wolf. Mommy, you're not allowed to marry Daddy!" Third Baby: "If Mommy wants to get married, pick me!" Fourth Baby: "Only I deserve to be Mommy's husband!" Maxwell Ashford: Did I just hear someone trying to steal my wife? Evelyn Harlow was utterly baffled! She had just graduated from college and didn't even have a boyfriend—so how did she suddenly have four sons? Before she could figure it out, the man pinned her against the corner of the bed: "Let's work hard and make a daughter too!" Evelyn Harlow: I'm still a baby myself! I don't want to be a mom!

【1970s + Rural Setting + College Entrance Exam + Translation + Writing + Picture-Story Books + Building Wealth + Career Growth + Sweet Romance】 A prize-winning English translator, Josephine Sullivan, transmigrates into another body and wakes to find herself a poor country girl in a rural village in the 1970s, an era of scarce food and clothing. There are no cell phones or internet, a letter of introduction is required to travel, and everything must be bought with ration coupons. The family’s grain jar is nearly empty. Every meal consists of coarse grains and wild greens, and the clothes on her back are covered in layer upon layer of patches. Looking at the utter poverty before her, Josephine Sullivan falls silent. Other people transmigrate and coast to victory. But she? The first thing she has to do upon opening her eyes is figure out how to feed the whole family. Fortunately, the personal space she brought with her becomes her greatest trump card. Writing and submitting manuscripts—she has modern writing experience. Drawing picture-story books—her mind is filled with countless stories. Working as a translator—she is right in her professional wheelhouse. While others are still fretting over a single grain coupon, she has already begun saving her first nest egg through her own abilities. She keeps a low profile and never rushes into anything. She knows this era has its own storms, and she knows what can be done and what must not be touched. So she quietly builds up her resources while secretly laying the groundwork for the future. While others are still waiting to see whether the college entrance examination will be reinstated, she has already begun preparing in silence. When news arrives that the college entrance examination has been reinstated— the entire village erupts. But Josephine Sullivan simply picks up her pen and sets out once more on her own path. She will get into college. She will make it to Beijing. She will lead her entire family out of poverty for good. Most of all, in this era, she will carve out a place for herself with her own two hands! From an isolated mountain village to a return to school. From an obscure writer hunched over her manuscripts to a translator capable of standing on her own. From the whole family crammed together in the countryside, struggling through hard times, to putting down roots step by step in prosperous Beijing. She depends on no one. Nor does she rise to the top overnight. She simply relies on her own abilities to make life better and more prosperous, one small step at a time. As for romance? Josephine Sullivan says: “She hasn’t even figured out her career yet. Where would she find the time for a relationship?” But she doesn’t know that as she moves forward one step at a time, there is also a man who has always stood behind her. Steady and restrained, he never steals the spotlight. While she focuses on her career, he shields her from every storm. While she pursues her future, he silently walks the long road beside her. Until one day, Josephine Sullivan}finally stands beneath the sunlight in Beijing and looks back to see the man who has accompanied her every step of the way. Only then does she realize— that all the trials and tribulations along the way were never a journey she had to make alone. That man who came late into her life had long since planned a lifetime in which she would always be protected. Josephine Sullivan asks with a smile: “You waited for me all this time. Did you never think of finding someone else?” The man looks at her and falls silent for a moment. “I did.” “Then I realized that no one but you would do.” Only then does she understand. The best kind of love is not taking over someone else’s life. It is respecting her choices and accompanying her as they turn ordinary days into a prosperous life that belongs to them both.

Elara Weston went to great lengths to please her three brothers, striving to do her utmost even for the slightest thing they casually mentioned. But all her wholehearted devotion was no match for her sister shedding a couple of tears. One accusation—“My sister bullied me”—completely exposed her true identity. It turned out that she was the fake heiress. Once their biological daughter returned, she, the adopted daughter, naturally became an outsider. Her fiancé publicly called off their engagement, her friends avoided her like the plague, and even her brothers turned cold toward her. “You’ve taken her place for so many years. It’s time you gave it back.” In the end, she was even thrown out of the Weston family home. “Go back to the countryside and find those farmer parents of yours!” Elara Weston stood at the Weston family’s gate and finally gave up on them completely. She left behind every single thing the Weston family had given her. From this day forward, she and the Weston family— were completely estranged. But no one expected that Elara Weston’s “farmer parents,” whom the Weston family had mocked, were not ordinary people at all. The day after Elara Weston returned to the countryside, one luxury car after another filled the entrance to the village. The family, the richest family in Country Y, had appeared. “We searched for our daughter for more than twenty years. She is our family’s only heiress.” When the news reached Capital City, the entire upper class erupted! The fake heiress who had been thrown out by the Weston family was actually the true billionaire heiress! What’s more, she didn’t just have the richest man in the world as her grandfather—she also had three top-tier brothers who doted on their little sister without limits! When her eldest brother, a powerful CEO, learned that his sister had been bullied, he ended an international conference on the spot. “The meeting is suspended. Book the earliest flight home. I want to see who dares lay a hand on my sister!” Her second brother, a world-renowned scientist, immediately stopped the experiment he was working on. “The research can wait. Bringing my sister home is more important.” Her third brother, a world-class musician, even dared to postpone his international tour. “The performance can be rescheduled. My sister has been wronged. I have to go back.” For a while, {{Capital City}} was in complete uproar. Those who had once looked down on Elara Weston began scrambling to curry favor with her. The friends who had once distanced themselves from her competed to show up at her door and apologize. The Weston family regretted it bitterly. The girl they had driven away—how could she possibly have been some fake heiress from the countryside? She was clearly the billionaire heiress they could never hope to win over! Even the fiancé who had called off their engagement without hesitation came back to her door, his eyes red with emotion. “Elara Weston, I know I was wrong. Give me one more chance.” But Elara Weston merely smiled faintly. She wanted nothing to do with his belated devotion. Nor did she care for their belated affection. Just as everyone was scrambling to win her favor again— Capital City, the head of the most powerful family, personally came to see her. The man was dressed in understated luxury, his presence cold and commanding, and he handed her a marriage certificate. “Their regret is their business.” “Marry me.” Elara Weston froze. The next second, a marriage certificate sent the entire Capital City into shock! Everyone went crazy. The billionaire heiress had only just reunited with her family, yet she had immediately married the man no one in Capital City dared offend? As the man looked at the girl whom everyone held in the palm of their hands, his gaze grew dark and profound. “My wife doesn’t need to please anyone.” “Including me.”

Emily Warren had always been the invisible one in her family—unnoticed, uncared for, the forgotten presence in the background. Then, by some twist of fate, she found herself transmigrated into the body of the daughter of the most formidable Grand Marshal in the interstellar empire. But there was a catch—she was a child born out of a calculated scheme. Convinced she was doomed to be unwanted yet again, she braced herself for rejection. But slowly, she began to realize something was… off. Her father’s social feed gradually filled with nothing but her photos and videos. Her brothers seemed increasingly determined to keep her by their sides at all times. And sometimes, the men of the household even came to blows over who got to spend time with her! **Breaking News from the Military Department:** *"Remember our battle-crazed Commendor Warren? He’s at it again—flooding his feed with yet another post about his daughter!"* **Netizens of the Stellar Beast Empire:** *"Oh sure, flex your daughter and little sister all you want—but dare to let us pet her just once!"* **The Grand Marshal:** *"Get lost."* But the most shocking development came when the Emperor—who had never once posted online—suddenly shared a single photo. In his elegantly veined hands, he cradled a ragdoll kitten. The caption? Just two words. **The Emperor of the Stellar Beast Empire:** *"Mine."* And with that, the entire galactic network crashed…

For one whole year, Ava lived in the dark. The woman obsessed with her mate had thrown a fistful of poison into her eyes and robbed her of her sight. But Ava endured it all, because Victor never left her side. He hunted down every specialist. He held her through every breakdown. He swore that the day she could see again, he'd make her his Luna. She believed him. She loved him. Then the surgery worked—and Ava saw everything. She came home to surprise the mate who'd "suffered" alongside her for a year… and found him in bed with Stella. The same she-wolf who had blinded her. And while he thought she still couldn't see, Victor said the words that destroyed six years in a single breath: "You really think I'd make a blind human my Luna?" He never mourned her eyes. He was counting the days to throw her away. So Ava took off her dark glasses. She let them see her eyes—clear, healed, blazing. She beat the cheating pair bloody, accepted Victor's rejection to his stunned face, and walked out with nothing but the ruins of her old life. She thought that was rock bottom. She was wrong. That very night, a man knocked on her door. Taller than Victor. Colder. Infinitely more powerful. The Alpha King himself—Damon Sterling. Victor's own father. He didn't come to clean up his son's mess. He came with a contract. "Be my Luna. Money, protection, and every ounce of revenge you could dream of. All you have to do is say yes." Ava signed. She told herself it was just a deal. Just business. She had no idea the Alpha King had been watching her for six years—or that saying yes had just rewritten her fate. Her mate discarded her. The King would bring the whole world to its knees for her.

Du Yu unexpectedly time-traveled and upon waking up, he found himself lying in a hotel bed, next to an icy female CEO. She thought she could easily sort things out by casually handing over a stack of bills! Du Yu sneered, "You're throwing money at me? Are you sure you're capable enough?" What a joke, he had just bound himself to a super powerful system, which rewarded him with luxury cars and mansions with ease. He had become a winner in life, just like that!

After transmigrating into a period novel, she is caught trying to elope by her villainous husband right at the start! Stella Mercer wanted to survive, so she came up with a devious plan—to win her husband over in bed! The vicious, ruthless villainous male lead stared at the wife before him, his eyes reddening. “Y-You have no shame!” Yet after one night, he became utterly obsessed with doting on his wife. Stella Mercer even unlocked a farmer’s-market space, bringing along tens of billions’ worth of supplies, skin-whitening pills, and a cheat ability that granted immense strength, completely mastering life in the 1970s. From then on, Stella Mercer completely let loose, cruising through life on one satisfying cheat after another. See how this scene-stealing little wife dotes on the cold-blooded villainous male lead until he becomes her treasure, and leads the whole family to an easy victory in the 1970s!

Catherine loved Marco with all her heart. Until she discovered that he had betrayed her with her own sister. Instead of defending Catherine, her family blamed her for standing in the way of their happiness. To them, she was nothing more than an unwanted daughter who had ruined the love story between Marco and the sister they had always favored. So Catherine gave them exactly what they wanted. She gave up Marco. She gave up the family that had never truly seen her as one of their own. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any worse, her parents sold her for twenty thousand dollars to an old, ugly man who had already been married once. Catherine thought her life was over. Then a stranger appeared and offered her a way out. His name was Lorenzo. He offered Catherine a contract marriage. He needed a wife. She needed protection. It seemed like a simple arrangement, and Catherine never expected it to change her life forever. Because she didn't know who Lorenzo really was. To the world, Lorenzo was a ruthless billionaire and the heir to one of the country's most powerful business empires. Behind closed doors, he was far more dangerous. He was the heir to a Mafia dynasty, a man who controlled an empire built on blood, fear, and absolute power. When Lorenzo offered Catherine a marriage of convenience, she accepted without hesitation. He needed a wife. She needed protection. Neither of them wanted love. At least, that was what they told themselves. But after Catherine became Mrs. Romano, Lorenzo's rules began to change. He wanted to know where she went, who she spoke to, and which man dared look at her for too long. The more Catherine tried to keep their marriage strictly business, the more possessive Lorenzo became. He no longer wanted a temporary wife. He wanted Catherine completely. Then Marco finally realized he had made the biggest mistake of his life and came back for her. He expected Catherine to still be the woman who waited for him, forgave him, and accepted whatever affection he was willing to offer. But Catherine was no longer that woman. The daughter her family discarded had become the wife of the most dangerous man in the underworld. And Lorenzo Romano would burn the world down before he let anyone take his wife away.

Lily Sherwood and Victor Sutton had been an enviably loving couple for forty years, treating each other with respect all their lives. Everyone praised her for marrying well, calling her life complete. It wasn't until she was reborn to the eve of their engagement that she finally woke up. The so-called forty years of devoted marriage had been nothing but her own one-sided wishful thinking and self-delusion from beginning to end! In her previous life, she had married Victor Sutton in grand style, becoming the enviable wife of a diplomat and living a respectable, glamorous life. But in this life, Victor Sutton—also reborn—with malicious intent, secretly swapped the marriage agreement first and turned around to marry her younger sister. Her sister sneered triumphantly: "Sister, Brother Victor should have been mine all along. This lifetime, I'll enjoy all the glory and wealth for you!" Forty years of deep affection and obsession became an enormous joke overnight! To silence public criticism, the Sutton family forcibly pushed Lily Sherwood onto Theodore Vance—a disabled officer rumored to have severely injured legs who would spend most of his life paralyzed in bed. Everyone waited to laugh at her, convinced her life was completely ruined. Theodore Vance, originally bedridden and half-dead upon hearing he'd been forcibly given a different bride, sat up in shock from his deathbed illness on the spot. He abandoned his dejected appearance, immediately ordered top-tier betrothal gifts prepared, and married Lily Sherwood in grand fashion. After marriage, this iron-blooded military young master completely transformed into a gentle loyal dog, giving all his careful favoritism to her. Late at night, Lily Sherwood woke with a start and caught the man leaning over her nearby. She froze in bewilderment: "What are you doing?" Theodore Vance's eyes brimmed with tenderness. His voice low and lingering with emotion he smiled openly: "Doing everything a qualified husband should do." Meanwhile on the other side Victor Sutton who'd successfully married the sister was utterly dumbfounded. His home was chaotic with constant quarrels marital conflicts escalating by the day his career full of obstacles and setbacks at every turn—his days were an absolute mess! In contrast Lily Sherwood whom he'd discarded like worn-out shoes saw her fortune soar after marriage carrying natural husband-boosting luck raised by Theodore Vance's family as their precious pearl living a thriving prosperous life!

【Transmigration into a Book + 1980s + Satisfying Comeuppance + Real and Fake Heiresses + Science and Technology for the Nation】 A top modern female scientist Lydia Harrington is accidentally transported into an 1980s novel about a real and fake heiress after a car accident. The good news was that she was the Sutherland family's biological daughter, returned at last to her family; the tragic part was that she was the vicious supporting character destined for a miserable ending. After the original owner returned to the city to reunite with her family, she became obsessively competitive for their affection, targeting the pampered fake heiress at every turn and even forcibly taking her fiancé, a battalion commander, away from her. Yet after the wedding, she was cruelly neglected. Her husband treated her as if she were invisible, leaving her to spend year after year alone in an empty marital home until she finally died with hatred in her heart. With the complete plot in hand, Lydia Harrington was perfectly clear-headed: fighting for her family's affection was a complete waste of time. Devoting herself to scientific research, tackling the nation's toughest problems, and venturing toward the stars and beyond—that was the right path! The one thing everyone was fighting over, however—their childhood betrothal—was precisely what she fancied. A peaceful marriage free of disturbance, with the freedom to live alone, would be perfect for throwing herself wholeheartedly into scientific research. It was practically the ideal arrangement! With the intention of focusing on her career, Lydia Harrington hurried to the military district to finalize the engagement and swiftly got married. Who could have known that the plot would go completely off the rails after the wedding! She helplessly held her lower back. “Weren’t we supposed to have a cold, lonely marriage, with me left alone in an empty room?” The aloof military district commander pressed close to her, acting spoiled as he begged for a kiss. “No one ever said that, sweetheart. Give me a kiss.” Lydia Harrington was dumbfounded on the spot: she had actually married the wrong man! The man she had married wasn’t the male lead from the original novel at all, but an austere and formidable top figure who held sway over the entire military district! From then on, Lydia Harrington broke through scientific bottlenecks with her formidable research abilities, helping drive the nation's rise in science and technology and dazzling everyone. Meanwhile, the original male lead, who had let a priceless treasure slip away, was consumed by regret. In the end, he had missed the most dazzling woman in the world.

Sophia Goodwin only learned that she was the fake heiress of the wealthy Goodwin family after her eighteenth birthday. The real daughter returned, and Sophia was framed for theft, stripped of her fiancé, and thrown out of the house, all while being mocked for going back to some poor mountain village to suffer. No one expected the "beat-up car" that came to pick her up to be the only custom Rolls-Royce of its kind in the world. And her real home belonged to the Ashfords, the richest family in the country. Her parents doted on her endlessly, and her five brothers would do anything to protect her. On top of that, she was a miracle doctor, a top luxury designer, and a hidden powerhouse. Those who once looked down on her could only watch as the most powerful family lifted her all the way to the top.

When Vincent Ashford hung up on me, I was being cornered by a strange man at a street corner with no lights. Rain poured down in sheets. I clutched my phone with its last sliver of battery and heard the music from the bar on the other end, a woman’s laughter, and his impatient words: "Stop making a scene." In that moment, I finally understood： The engagement between the Adams and Ashford families, envied by everyone in the capital, had never been my shelter. It was my cage. Everyone believed I would never dare call it off. But they didn't know that on that storm-soaked night, Vincent's uncle, Julian Ashford—the cold, restrained man everyone whispered about—came through the rain and saved me. He was the true power behind the Ashford family, a business titan who could overturn fortunes with a single decision. And no one knew he had loved me in silence for fifteen years. When I resolved to tear up the engagement, he came to me first beneath the moonlight, his voice steady and impossible to refuse. "The Ashford family has more than Vincent Ashford." "I'll be the one to fulfill this engagement." The night the news was announced, Vincent called me drunk, crying and begging me to take him back. Julian leaned against the headboard, half-dressed, his fingers idly winding through my hair. His low voice carried an unmistakable possessiveness as he spoke into the phone. "Nephew, it's late. Don't disturb your aunt's rest." Only then did I realize the truth： Our meeting that rainy night had never been an accident. It was his long-planned devotion, coming for me at last.

Upon obtaining the Chaos treasure, one could cultivate the Nine Dragons One. Cutting the sun, moon, and stars, and killing the demons in the ages. As soon as Lu Chen made his move, all the gods and ghosts in the world were shocked. The drunken phoenix beauty smiled, and the 3,000 Great Ways crossed all living things.

She woke up to find herself the doomed first wife who wouldn’t survive three chapters in a period drama novel. Twenty-first-century ace diplomat Vivian Starr had transmigrated into the cannon-fodder supporting role who, desperate to climb the social ladder, jumped into a river to force a marriage and ended up stabbed to death by thugs while searching for her husband. She glanced at the bridal chamber plastered with scarlet “double happiness” characters, then at the in-laws' cold faces that had iced her out for three years perfect. This marriage was ending. Three days and nights on a rattling green-skinned train brought her to the island army compound. Facing the aloof officer husband who, rumor said, hadn’t come home in two years, she cut straight to the point: “I'm here for a divorce.” Sean Lancaster, twenty-eight, the youngest full-regiment commander in the army, iron-fisted and famously stone-faced the whole district joked he’d married a ghost bride. Yet as he stared at the woman with clear, cool eyes and an air of poised frost, the heart that had stayed silent for twenty-six years suddenly thundered. Then he heard her say, “I'll draft the divorce papers; you just sign.” “When did I ever agree to a divorce?” Sean's dark eyes narrowed. He tossed the marriage certificate straight into the wastebasket. Vivian arched a brow. “Weren’t you the one who stayed away for two years?” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “I already filed my disciplinary resignation. I was about to submit my discharge papers to come home to be with you.” Later, the entire compound buzzed: “Hey, isn’t that your Charles doing laundry again? Which load is this?” “Good grief! Sean's wife is incredible her trading company made the front page!” “Commander Lancaster! Your wife just gave birth to twins!” “Sean, hurry your wife's pushing to build a free-trade zone in the South China Sea, and the provincial delegation's already here!”

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.

Apocalypse overlord Celeste Thornton transmigrated into a book, becoming a twelve-year-old girl on a rural kang bed in 1952, barely clinging to half a breath. The original owner had just been pushed off a cliff—half her face covered in blood, on the verge of death. A flood of plotlines crashed into her mind, and she finally understood: she was the true daughter who had been switched at birth. Villagers gossiped: "In two years, her family will sell her to that old bachelor at the village entrance for grain!" In the book, the original owner's fate was even more tragic—impregnated and beaten to death. Meanwhile, the fake heiress who stole her identity was doted on by her biological parents in the city, destined to marry into a wealthy family and live in luxury all her life. Celeste Thornton sneered, reaching up to touch the apocalypse space hidden on her person. She muttered under her breath: "Bullying me? This is going to be entertaining." She pulled out a restoration potion from her space and downed it. The tearing wounds across her body healed at astonishing speed. Along with it came an all-purpose modification machine from the apocalypse, mountains of supplies, and various weapons—all stockpiled full in her space. Biased parents, vicious fake heiress, relatives in the village who preyed on the weak—none of them would control her. From now on: reclaiming her identity, seizing her future, tearing apart every black-hearted schemer. The apocalypse overlord would dominate the 1960s just as ruthlessly!

Modern elite Clara Whitfield accidentally transmigrates into a book, becoming the tragic cannon fodder with a miserable ending in a period novel. The original host was the pampered young lady of the prestigious Whitfield family, living in luxury. But disaster struck—the family was raided and sent down, plunging from cloud nine into the mud. To escape an arranged marriage, the sheltered and naive original host stubbornly insisted on marrying the man she adored. She thought she'd found true love and escaped calamity, never realizing she'd fallen into a deadly trap. The man she loved with all her heart harbored an unrequited love for another; his so-called devotion was nothing but lies. This marriage was a conspiracy against the Whitfield family from start to finish! The ignorant her became the pawn who personally delivered the knife that destroyed her own family, ultimately left with nothing in a tragic end. Clara Whitfield, who had transmigrated in, saw through all the truth and could only rub her forehead in exasperation, cursing the original host's stupidity. This cannon fodder script of being pushed around? She absolutely refused to accept it! From now on, fate would be controlled by herself! The original host's substantial family assets and beloved relatives—she would protect them all and take complete charge. As for that hypocritical scumbag? She sneered at him. Whoever wanted him could have him! After awakening to her portable space and spirit spring, massive wealth dazzled her eyes. Clara Whitfield decisively cleared out and pocketed all riches, full of confidence. She'd planned to lie low in the countryside through these years, quietly coasting through life waiting for the storm to pass before steadily building wealth. With her portable medical skills and spirit spring supplies, she would gradually establish herself in secret counterattack. But just as her easy life dream began—a tall, handsome soldier with cold demeanor suddenly appeared. He reached out to steady circle her in his arms, his voice steady and certain: "Wife, come join me at my post. From now on I'll protect you." Clara Whitfield was shocked on the spot and denied repeatedly: "Who's your wife? Don't make random claims!" The man calmly pulled out a bright red marriage certificate. His fingertip lightly tapped their names upon it—each word irrefutable: "It's you." This sudden binding marriage completely disrupted her plans for an easy life. From then on—the wealthy transmigrating young lady with extraordinary skills meets the doting iron-blooded military commander. Together they tear apart conspiracies one by one; heal illnesses while building fortune; receive affection from everyone around them—launching an overwhelmingly sweet thriving military camp counterattack life!

To raise the orphan of a fallen hero, Clara Mercer was abandoned by her biological parents in the countryside of western Hunan as a child, becoming the unwanted extra child in the family. After her relatives in the countryside passed away, she was brought back to an unfamiliar military compound. Her mother, clearly favoring her younger sister, immediately scolded her: “Your sister is frail, so you must give in to her in everything.” Her stern father warned her with a cold expression: “The compound is nothing like the countryside. Keep your head down and follow the rules.” The adopted daughter, pampered by everyone, appeared gentle and pitiful, but secretly spread rumors everywhere, took the familial affection that should have been hers, and even tried to steal away the person who had once captured her heart. Clara Mercer devoted herself to preparing for the college entrance examination, hoping to leave this suffocating family as soon as possible. But then circumstances changed, and her path to the college entrance examination was abruptly cut short. Cornered with nowhere to turn, she found another way forward. With a space containing a spirit spring at her disposal, she mastered superb medical skills. Incurable ailments? One prick of a silver needle, and the pain vanished. A senior officer gravely wounded and unable to recover? She stepped in and worked a miraculous cure. When the adopted daughter pretended to cry, played the victim, and sought sympathy, Clara Mercer merely replied, “If you’re sick, you need treatment.” The person who had once captured her heart frowned and advised her, “Clara, can’t you be a little kinder?” Yet the steely, stern commander Frederick Jennings reached out to her when everyone else questioned her: “Doctor Mercer, I place my life in your hands.”

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.

Iris Ashford, the strongest warrior who fought through the apocalypse for ten bloody years, transmigrates back to 1973—a time of crippling scarcity—and becomes the true daughter the Ashford family finally found. She thought her suffering was over, that stability awaited. Instead, she discovers she's merely a cannon-fodder side character destined for a miserable death in some era novel! Her previous life's script was absolute garbage! Her scumbag fiancé Nathan Holloway pines for the white lotus foster daughter, storms in to provoke her at will, and tries to steal her life-bound pearl. Iris Ashford, now awakened with spatial abilities and powers, doesn't indulge him for a second. She kicks him down on the spot and declares with domineering flair: "Scumbags and bitches—none of you are worth a damn!" They think forcing a broken engagement will control her? She agrees without hesitation: "Whoever doesn't break it off is a dog!" Then she empties his family's assets clean, leaves the Holloway household with nothing but bare walls—striking first and striking hard, pure satisfaction! More shocking—the Ashford family's pampered fake daughter is actually reborn. Armed with memories from her past life, she schemes to steal Iris's golden finger and climb over the Ashford family to become richest tycoon. Foreseeing catastrophe for her entire family, Iris Ashford defies fate itself and reverses every tragedy: Solves her parents' political exile crisis. Heals her damaged eldest brother. Protects her nephew from his ill-fated path. Rewrites her sister's brutal death. With Divine Farmer Space and billions in supplies at hand, she decisively relocates her whole family to the countryside for safety. There, using apocalypse-honed skills and modern knowledge alike—treating illnesses, reclaiming wasteland, building wealth—she leads her family from ruin to riches. Every ghost and demon who dares provoke them gets crushed mercilessly; face-slapping comes without mercy. Only that man who initially doubted her gradually loses his heart to her. Declan Hartwell—the most coldly ascetic officer of A-Division 303 Regiment. Poison-tongued. Untouchable. Feared by all. First meeting: amusement flickers in his eyes. Interesting. Second meeting: something stirs. After several encounters: completely undone. Before marriage—proudly aloof, keep your distance. After marriage—instantly transforms into a clingy loyal dog! Kicked out of bed by his wife once? He hugs his pillow pitifully at the door: "Wife... don't make me sleep in the study... I want to sleep with you." [Strongest Apocalypse Queen vs True-Scent Ascetic Officer—mutual pursuit that only gets more addictive!]