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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!】

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!

Vivian Harper only learned the truth on her deathbed her entire twenty years of life had been stolen by the Montgomery family, who had used her as nothing more than a “luck puppet.” They’d snatched her as a baby for her fate of boundless fortune. When she opened her eyes again, she was bound to a [Favorability System] that could trade goodwill for grain, medicine, and supplies an instant cheat code So Vivian decisively went to the countryside to become the team’s darling. Her new parents adored her to the bone, her three older brothers took turns spoiling her, and her little brother guarded her every day. She led the whole family in foraging wild delicacies and earning work points; their days grew brighter and richer until the entire village wept with envy. Along the way she picked up a “little fool”: handsome, strong, and the moment he saw her he called her “wife.” Vivian pushed his approaching face away. “I’m not your wife.” The fool wasn’t upset; he pulled a grimy milk candy from his pocket and placed it gently in her palm. “For my wife to eat.” She sighed since she couldn’t shake him off, she might as well marry him! After the wedding, the little fool worked for her by day and clung to her by night; their days were honey-sweet. Then one day the fool regained his senses he wasn’t a fool at all, but a big shot with a dazzling military background. A very pregnant Vivian stared blankly: no one had told her that when she picked him up!

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.

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!

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.”

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!"

Imperial City. Ashford Family’s Seventh Master, Hector Ashford: Rumor paints him as half-god, half-demon—too steeped in slaughter to be anything but a walking curse. Every woman who draws close meets a gruesome end. One day, Hector Ashford—scheming in broad daylight and in the shadows—spirits away a fragile beauty riddled with illness. The Kingsley family only realizes too late, and they won't stand for it… Hector Ashford: I won her fair and square—why shouldn't it count? Some say love at first sight is just lust looking for an excuse. The two who lusted at first sight lower their heads and say nothing. Later, an interviewer asks him to name one flaw in his wife. Hector thinks for a long, long time: Too beautiful, waist too soft, legs too long, smile too sweet, her dancing lethal, her runway walks magnetic, voice too tender… It always ends with me bullying her until she cries~ Everyone: … Kicks the bowl of dog food right off the table!!

She accidentally got into the wrong tycoon's car and ended up breaking his thirty-year celibacy. Evangeline Whitfield was still feeling smug about it when the tycoon slapped her with a lawsuit and landed her in jail. Fuming, she wrote a two-thousand-word confession letter, signed a pledge never to offend again, and paid a five-thousand-yuan fine... She cursed under her breath: Damien Ashford, don't you dare come looking for me again! One year later. Damien Ashford: "Darling, your favorite movie is premiering tonight. Shall we book the entire theater?" Her: "No. Sue me." Two years later. Damien Ashford: "Darling, what's the point of me wearing this wedding ring alone? Won't you wear one too?" Her: "I threw it away. Go ahead and sue me again!" Five years later. Damien Ashford: "Darling, our eldest already took your surname. How about the little one in your belly takes mine—Ashford?" Her: "On what grounds? Because you know how to sue?"

The apex titan of the elite, the Whitmore Clan, has finally found its little princess—lost for more than three years and living rough on the streets. The moment the news breaks, the entire city reels. Theodore Whitmore slams the table: “Spoil her—spoil her rotten! Whatever we missed these three years, we’ll pay back tenfold!” The cold-eyed business emperor who commands a commercial empire—Eldest Uncle—lowers his gaze like a blade: “Every single person who ever bullied our cub will be hunted down and settled with.” Second Uncle, whose cooking skills are literally worshipped, answers gently, “From now on, all three meals of the day are on me. Every delicacy under heaven will be carried to her table.” Third Uncle, the star partner of a top-tier law firm, issues a warning: “Lay one finger on my baby and I’ll make sure you rot in prison till the end of time.” Add to them the miracle-working physician Fourth Uncle, the A-list movie king Fifth Uncle, the haute-couture genius Sixth Uncle, the wilderness survival legend Seventh Uncle, and the youngest uncle who rules the shadow realm… All eight superstar uncles deploy at once, pampering their niece with no ceiling in sight. If the little milk bun wants a star plucked from the sky, the uncles will fetch it; if she wants the moon fished from the water, they’ll scoop it up. Whatever she asks, the whole world is laid at her feet. Just as the tiny dumpling is being worshipped online as the happiest princess alive, the silent, all-powerful guardian who has watched over her from the shadows finally steps forward and stakes his claim in public: “Grainne is my daughter. Everything best in this world belongs to her alone.” The eight uncles unsheathe their metaphorical swords in unison, forming a wall in front of Grainne, aura blazing: “Want to steal our treasure? Get past all eight of us first!”

Charlotte Wood found herself transmigrated into the body of a notorious woman—the "promiscuous and unfaithful" ex-wife of military bigwig Daniel Foster! Charlotte sneered: "The original host was blind, but I'm not!" What's more, she possessed a magical jade pendant that granted her access to a pocket dimension, complete with supplies, a spirit spring, and fertile black soil. Outwardly, her stern and reticent husband shielded her and crushed their enemies without a word.

[1980s + Military Marriage + Face-Slapping + Scum-Bashing + Family Drama + Raising Kids + Career-Building] In her last life, Luna Fairchild was literally angered to death by a cheating couple. At home she served her in-laws and raised the child left behind by her deceased brother-in-law Years of marriage without pregnancy—guilt-ridden—she slaved like an old ox for every single Whitmore family member The real reason she never conceived? Not her body. The scumbag had gotten himself snipped for his green-tea bitch. Luna Fairchild rebooted on the very day the scumbag came home on leave; she marched straight in with witnesses and caught them in bed He soaked up her love while handing his own to someone else—fine, she’d nail the two cheaters together forever Her in-laws did nothing but fan the flames; she’d make them choke on the strongest brew of top-grade Longjing green tea The green-tea wanted the scumbag? She’d gift-wrap him and deliver him with both hands. Marcus Blackwood: Married a woman who simply looked agreeable—just wanted a warm light on when he came back from base, no empty house. Never expected her to be this interesting She wants to take down a scumbag? He’s always hated that guy anyway—happy to give a shove She works as hard as any soldier under his command—might as well lend a hand Help here, help there… and he ends up helping himself right into love.

Jade Whitmore wakes up inside a novel only to be drugged and ruined by her scheming stepsister! Her biased family expects her to swallow the insult in silence? She raids her mother’s dowry and her grandma’s gold bars—no mercy! Apocalypse-grade spatial storage plus a spirit-spring jade pendant fuse into one cheat-level combo! Helping others triggers bonus rewards; she coasts straight to victory in this retro era. At night a man sneaks in—she swings a rolling pin, knocks him down, and pins him instead? Eyes lock; they recognize each other at once—he’s the stranger from that night! The stone-faced officer demands to take responsibility; she refuses flat-out. Later… Mr. Pierce squats in the yard scrubbing her tiny lingerie while kids giggle behind their hands and dash away! Jade Whitmore clings to the wall: “Where’s the promised ice-cold soldier king?!”

[70s Era + Space + Military Marriage + Stockpiling Supplies + Medical Skills] As Lydia Clark took her last breath, her mother-in-law's curses still rang in her ears: "A barren hen, even stealing medicine for your paralyzed father-in-law!" For three years after marrying into the Cui family, she had cared for her bedridden father-in-law, endured her sister-in-law's constant harassment, and weathered the veiled insults from her brother-in-law and his wife. Yet her husband had eyes only for his fallen comrade's widow—pocketing the money Lydia earned, he ran off to join the military with his "white moonlight," leaving her to clean up the mess. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back on the eve of her family's forced relocation to the Great Northern Wilderness. This time, the path ahead was clear: either remain the Cui family's blood bank, drained to the last drop, or follow her former fiancé—who had always secretly loved her—into the countryside! Without hesitation, Lydia chose the second option. But fate had a twist in store: she accidentally awakened a spatial storage system! Under cover of night, she emptied the scumbag's entire household and slipped away before dawn. Standing before the youngest regimental commander in the military district, she declared, "I'll go with you." In the Great Northern Wilderness, she used her spatial supplies to improve their lives while treating fellow educated youth and villagers, building a vibrant new existence. And at last, she fulfilled the regret of her past life—marrying that very regimental commander. Later, her ex-husband came crawling back, his "white moonlight" having vanished with all his money. Seeing Lydia in a brand-new padded coat, standing beside her tall, distinguished officer, he dropped to his knees with a thud. "Wife, I was wrong. Come back with me!" Cradling the hot-water bottle her husband had just bought her, Lydia gave him a cool glance. "Comrade, my husband is right here. Mind your words." As he watched their retreating figures, arm in arm, it finally dawned on him—the treasure he had lost. But Lydia Clark had long since stopped looking back.

Lin Feng was a poor guy, and even his girlfriend cheated on him because he had no money. He hurried to catch the adulterer, but not only was humiliated, but he also was almost beaten to death. At the critical moment, he awakened the mysterious bloodline and knocked the opponent to the ground in one fell swoop! Not only that, he also mastered ancient medical skills and possessed skills that ordinary people cannot possess! "I am now a peerless doctor. All your lives are in my hands." In an instant, Lin Feng reached the pinnacle of power, and all kinds of dignitaries and beauties swarmed! How would he deal with those who once looked down on him?

【Military Romance】【Marriage of Convenience】【Military Compound】All-round socialite Samantha Frost is reborn as the notorious "eccentric military wife" in the army compound—the woman everyone avoids, who allegedly abused her wounded husband. On the very day of her rebirth, her husband demands a divorce. But this time, she's determined to turn over a new leaf and be the best military wife she can be. While building her own empire—mastering medicine, excelling at work, opening businesses—she seizes every opportunity the era offers to amass wealth, she also sets out to charm, coax, and pamper her elite soldier husband. She tends to him, heals him... and seduces him. "Honey, you're a disabled veteran—surely you can't perform in *that* department, right?" Later, she's the one begging through tears: "Darling... please, no more. We haven't left the bed in three days..."

Cheng Wanxi was victimized by evil, her good fortune stolen, ending with her family destroyed and herself tragically dying on the streets. Springing back to life, she was determined to reclaim everything that belonged to her! First, she resolved to reclaim her lucky bracelet. Next, she planned to combat the wicked, making her scheming cousin pay her due price. All she originally wished was to lead her whole family to wealth, Yet unexpectedly, a genius postgraduate student suddenly sought her out. On one hand, he wanted to study the crops in her space, and on the other, he meticulously researched her preferences to steadily win her heart!

The Poor Guy's Blind Date Fails, Accidentally Stumbles into the Dragon Lock Well, Witnesses Dragon Corpses, and Merges with a Dragon Core. Day Two: Controls Water! Sees Clearly Underwater! Breathes Like a Fish! Day Four: Harvests a Pearl-Spitting Giant Clam, Goes Viral Overnight! Strikes It Rich in a Flash! Day Six: Salvages Antiques, Becomes a Billionaire—Suddenly Everyone Wants a Piece of Him! ...

After three years of marriage, Ethan Lawson had always been the epitome of gentleness—never once raising his voice or quarreling with me. I thought I was lucky, the one blessed with tenderness. Until that day, when I saw him corner another woman, his voice raw with fury as he shouted, "You were the one who walked away! What right do you have to ask for my love now?" In that moment, I realized—he *could* lose control over a woman. I didn’t make a scene. I just turned away, filed for divorce, and vanished into the crowd without a word. Later, I heard he’d gone mad, scouring the entire city for me. I didn’t believe it. Until he grabbed me in public, his voice trembling and rough: "Sweetheart, please come home... I—I haven’t stopped missing you, not for a single day..." I pushed him away, linking arms with my new boyfriend. "Sorry, *ex*-husband, but even a stray dog wouldn’t take you back." "Now go be quiet—like the dead."