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Natalie Mercer transmigrated into a 1970s cannon fodder character, and the moment she opened her eyes, her scumbag father and wicked stepmother were forcing her to go to the countryside! Think they could control her? Dream on! She directly flipped the script on her toxic family, emptied the house of everything valuable, and ran—nobody was going to take advantage of her! On the way to the countryside, she intercepted the original female lead's spatial dimension—spirit fields and spiritual springs all hers, her golden finger maxed out from the start! While others slaved away in the fields for work points, she used her skills to land a job as a propaganda officer at the textile mill—respectable and glamorous! With her space as a cheat code, her connections kept growing, climbing from the factory floor to provincial level, everyone showing her respect! One unexpected incident, she bravely fought enemy agents and made a major contribution, directly crossing paths with the cold-faced military district commander Adrian Blackwood. The commander spoke: "Pretend to be my girlfriend, handle my family, and I'll pay you well." Natalie Mercer: Deal! Who would've thought that acting would turn into real feelings from this iron-blooded tough guy! Fake girlfriend became real wife, the commander spoiled her rotten, and her in-laws cherished her like treasure! With her space in hand, crushing scum, building her career, and flirting with her officer—satisfying all the way! No savior complex, no swallowing grievances, she still became the admired big female lead even while sent down to the countryside!

Lily was a pitiful little girl abandoned by others, barely surviving by scavenging through garbage and living in makeshift shelters. One day, a cold and noble CEO said with red-rimmed eyes: "You're my sister. Let big brother take you home!" When Lily returned to the grand estate, she discovered: What? She actually had eight older brothers? Happiness came so suddenly! The CEO brother prepared a cozy room for Lily, filled with beautiful custom-made dresses. The professor brother brought back countless toys and books for Lily, and sent her to the finest aristocratic school. The top entertainment industry star brother took Lily onto her favorite live-stream variety shows. "Brother, Lily is amazing at traditional Chinese medicine, and also a painter, and an antique appraiser, and also..." Brothers: ...

Adriana Merritt had just dumped her philandering fiancé when her long-deceased grandparents appeared in her dreams and gifted her a mustard-seed space. She raced against time to stockpile supplies, cramming the space full before being transported to the 1970s the very next moment. Faced with her cold, exploitative parents and calculating siblings, Adriana Merritt refused to indulge any of them. She promptly registered the entire family for rural resettlement, emptied out the family assets, stripped the land bare, and breezily headed off to the countryside. After accidentally falling into the water, she was rescued in full view of everyone by Adrian Whitmore, who had come to visit relatives. From then on, Adriana Merritt had a tough man constantly at her side, and he stayed with her for the rest of her life. With her space and its stockpiles at her command, she thrived, neither playing the savior nor wearing herself out over others, growing stronger whenever she met someone stronger. Even more astonishingly, she gave birth to nine children in a row, breaking her in-laws’ ten-generation curse of having only one male heir per generation. Her fiercely protective, shamelessly partial in-laws cherished her like the apple of their eye, while Adrian Whitmore, a commanding officer, devoted himself to her alone for the rest of his life.

The moment she opened her eyes, Natalie Rowan found herself transported from the apocalyptic world where humanity had perished straight into the 1960s. Though it was an era of scarcity—where hunger gnawed and warmth was a luxury—she no longer felt alone. Her wood-element powers and spiritual spring space had followed her through time, leaving her absolutely thrilled. Her stepmother schemed, her stepsister was vicious—breaking the original host's leg and signing her up for rural labor—all to steal her narcissistic, arrogant fiancé? Natalie smirked coldly. Rural labor? Fine, they'd all go together. She'd make sure her step-siblings were shipped off to the harsh Northwest. A broken leg? With her wood-element abilities, she healed it in minutes, then emptied the family home of every last valuable, leaving her scoundrel father and stepmother howling in rage. Breaking off the engagement? Perfect. She'd trade the marriage for a hefty payout, ditch the self-absorbed jerk, and call it a win. After turning the household upside down, she packed up the last of their valuables—even the cast-iron pots—and headed to the countryside with flair. While others struggled, she feasted. While others suffered, she thrived. Riding the wave of the times straight to the top, she discovered her two brothers vying to spoil her—turns out, she was the long-lost heiress. And then there was that stoic military officer, relentlessly pursuing her—tall, devastatingly handsome, handing over his salary, doing all the housework, utterly smitten. Natalie: "Fine, let's give love a try." But then her arrogant ex-fiancé came crawling back, begging through tears: "Don't call off the engagement, please—I'll be your loyal lapdog." Natalie: "Tch. Not interested."

In her last life, Mimiya Hartwell married a refined, intellectual youth. She emptied her spatial stash to help him pass the college entrance exam and rise to factory director. Once he made it big, he joined forces with a male homewrecker and coldly poisoned her to death. Reborn before the wedding, she swore to rewrite her fate. Coincidentally, her cousin Lorraine Hartwell had also come back. Lorraine coveted the factory-director-wife status Mimiya once held and threw a tantrum demanding they swap fiancés. Mimiya was only too happy to oblige. She ditched the scumbag without hesitation and married Aaron Blackwood, the grim-faced village butcher everyone feared. She expected hardship; instead, the taciturn roughneck worked like an ox and spoiled her rotten. He helped her slim down, glam up, and rake in money, and every night he was so “industrious” they had to wash the sheets daily…

Vivienne Holloway, who had survived until victory in the apocalypse, had just waited out the end of the world. She merely took a nap, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the neglected true daughter who had been lost outside the family. The fake daughter had usurped her identity, snatching away the familial love and opportunities that should have been hers. In the original plot, the true daughter became a supporting character, revolving around the male and female leads, meeting a tragic end. But it was Vivienne Holloway who arrived here. Acting fragile, playing the innocent pure white flower, mastering green tea postures—these were nothing but daily amusements to her. The grand drama of life had already begun; she had no intention of revolving around the novel's protagonists. Snatching opportunities, kicking aside plotlines—no one would control her! Sebastian Caldwell of the Northwest Military Region was notoriously iron-blooded and cold as a commander—decisive in killing, indifferent in temperament, strictly following rules in all matters. He despised people who put on airs most of all. Their first encounter: Vivienne Holloway deliberately played deaf and dumb to fool everyone; Their second meeting: she stepped on human traffickers while humming leisurely and brushing her teeth—the contrast directly shattered Sebastian Caldwell's understanding. Before others she appeared pitifully weak and helpless; behind closed doors her mind remained clear with sharp methods. She possessed a portable space filled with abundant supplies. Dealing with leeching relatives, tearing apart hypocritical fake daughters with bare hands, kicking aside the original male and female leads' plotline with one foot. Sebastian Caldwell fell step by step. To outsiders he remained cold-faced and majestic, commanding reverence from all. Returning home he could only indulge helplessly: "Fine fine fine—you're the most fragile in all heaven and earth."

Pharmaceutical researcher Tiffany Whitmore wakes up as the cannon-fodder foil to her cousin? Original host married a “phoenix man,” poured in everything, and suffered; cousin snagged a commander husband and bathed in luxury! Just as she’s ready to flip the script, the cousin—armed with prophetic dreams—throws a tantrum demanding they swap grooms? Tiffany Whitmore slaps the table and laughs herself silly: “This heaven-sent fortune is mine!” Commander father-in-law on death’s door? She keeps him alive with pure pharmaceutical know-how! Borderlands short on supplies? Her spirit-spring space has more than enough! Ice-cold officer husband? When the craving hits, she bites—then bolts! The cousin who stole the groom is left dumbstruck: The “phoenix man” she snatched turns out to be a deadbeat, becomes the commander’s wife—and the richest woman to boot! Even wilder: the once frosty officer morphs into Tiffany Whitmore’s devoted lapdog?

After being transmigrated into a period romance, Isabella Parker becomes the short-lived cannon-fodder character—only to find herself freshly married to Oliver Hayes when a thunderbolt hits: the entire family is about to be exiled. In the original story, she and her husband exist only as stepping stones. Framed by enemies, forced to make way for the male and female leads' "plot armor," they end up dying in the wilderness. Isabella scoffs. Cannon fodder? Not a chance. Armed with a spatial storage dimension and her medical skills, she stays calm on her wedding night—first emptying her enemies' hidden stockpiles, hoarding mountains of supplies, then marching off to exile with her officer husband Oliver Hayes, head held high. But the so-called "main couple" are Heaven's favorites and won't stop targeting her. The original female lead clings to a system, coveting Isabella's spatial trump card and repeatedly trying to sabotage her and steal her abilities? Isabella flips the script, hijacks the system's energy, and turns every petty trick into fuel for her own rise. And when that same heroine regrets breaking off the engagement and tries to use her protagonist halo to lure away Isabella's husband… Isabella only raises a brow and watches. Her Captain Hayes is a cold-blooded ironclad soldier—his eyes hold only his wife and his country. No amount of "plot armor" is ever going to steal him away.

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!

Capitalist's Daughter Meets Tragic End Before Exile--Only to Reborn With a Vengeance! Uncle tries to steal treasures and custody? Claire Anderson fights back and loots his entire estate! "Deceased" husband suddenly resurrects? Planned to laze through exile—ended up packing for the military in seconds! Uncle's hidden savings? Confiscated! Mountain treasures? Seized! Discarded antiques? All reclaimed! Oliver Collins: "She used to be cold, but now she greets her husband with smiles by day... and clings to me, weeping at night?" "Divorce? Over my dead body!"

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…

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!]

What happens when the man you loved for ten years rips out your heart—literally? After being betrayed, used, and left to die on an illegal operating table, I opened my eyes again... Three years earlier. This time, I tore up the divorce papers, burned the love letters, and planned my revenge. Maverick thought I'd be his pawn again? I made him bankrupt. Amber thought she could play innocent? I ripped off her mask on live TV. And the cold billionaire everyone feared? Tobias Hastings held my hand and said, "Mrs. Hastings, let's destroy them together." I'm no longer the fool who died for love. Now, I'm the one they fear.

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.

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.

[Good Fortune + Sweet Pampering + Marriage First, Love Later + Real vs. Fake Heiress + Everyone Crematorium] "Donna Linwood, you think leaking to the media will force us to acknowledge you? Dream on!" She was the true heiress switched at birth for ten years. Once her identity was exposed, her parents despised her. Her eldest brother mocked her, her second brother wanted to kill her, her third brother schemed against her, her fourth brother humiliated her, and her fifth brother hated her. Everyone thought Donna Linwood, this true heiress, was nothing but a pitiful wretch. Until— "Allow me to introduce my wife, Donna Linwood, the best wife in the world." "My daughter-in-law is the most beautiful daughter-in-law under heaven." Until—her identity as the wife of Mercer Family's heir was revealed!

【Group Pampering + Revenge + Chasing Wife to the Ends of the Earth】 Everyone knew Lila Watson was head over heels for Ethan Blackwood. Too bad her devotion was wasted on a heartless scoundrel. The moment she returned from her transmigration journey, her first order of business was clear—break off the engagement! But after calling it quits, the very same man who'd scorned her suddenly couldn't stay away. Even her seven older brothers, who'd ignored her in her past life, now orbited around her like devoted satellites. Eldest Brother: "Lila, do you like the villa I got you?" Second Brother: "Lila, I wrote this song just for you. Want to sing it with me?" Third Brother: "Lila, how about this diamond necklace? I picked it out myself." Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Brothers: "..." Ethan Blackwood: "Baby, I was wrong." The entire Watson family, in unison: "Get lost!"

The prestigious Hughes family, the wealthiest dynasty in City S, has finally found their long-lost daughter, Eleanor Hughes, after 18 years. Eleanor appears to be an ordinary, sweet-natured girl, but those who meet her soon discover her extraordinary gift: they can all hear her innermost thoughts. Unknowingly, her candid mental revelations steer everyone away from their tragic fates. Not only does Eleanor become the beloved treasure of the Hughes family—adored by her parents and six older brothers—but she also wins the hearts of City S's elite circle. Most remarkably, she captures the affection of Seth Lynch, the formidable head of the Lynch family, a man so ruthless that his name strikes fear in others. Seth Lynch, the young and brilliant CEO of Lynch Corporation, is known for his icy demeanor and shrewd tactics. He effortlessly outmaneuvers seasoned rivals in the business world, earning both respect and resentment from older generations. Yet, around the innocent Eleanor, he transforms into a gentle, caring figure. What begins as brotherly concern gradually deepens into romantic love, eventually becoming an all-consuming devotion. Like a frog slowly boiling in warm water, he subtly draws the naive Eleanor into his world, ensuring no one else can ever come close—a master of calculated affection. … Years later, when prodigies dominating various fields are asked whom they are most grateful for, they all unanimously name the same person. Winifred Mitchell, a powerhouse in the business world, says, "I owe everything to Eleanor Hughes. Her arrival saved me from a tragic fate at the hands of my cousin." Patsy Anderson, the world-renowned queen of piano, simply states, "I'm grateful for Eleanor Hughes."

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.

Stella Ashford woke up to find herself transmigrated into the 1960s, an era of scarcity where food and clothing were hard to come by. Just as she was catching her breath, her cheap ex-husband Lawrence Whitfield—who had gotten a promotion and a change of heart—forced her into a divorce. He even put on airs about it: "These days we advocate free love. Arranged marriages don't count anymore. Let's get divorced." "Don't worry, we'll divorce but you won't leave the family. I won't abandon you..." Stella Ashford was furious listening to this nonsense. She slapped him straight across the face: Want to kick her to the curb while playing the good guy? Not a chance in hell! Divorce was fine—but he had to pay five hundred yuan in settlement fees! Plus, with all his connections in the military, he had to introduce her to a reliable man! Lawrence Whitfield was dumbstruck: He actually had to play matchmaker for his own ex-wife?! Later on, Stella Ashford married Ethan Mercer, a steady and dependable military officer. Early in their marriage, Ethan Mercer wore a stern expression: "My heart holds only my country and my home. The Three Rules of Discipline and Eight Points for Attention are etched into my bones." Later still, the man held her tightly in his arms, coaxing her in a low voice: "Wife, stop busying yourself. Let's have another one." Her ex-husband regretted it until his guts turned green, but by then she had already been doted upon by her officer husband into becoming the happiest military wife alive!