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Rosalind Mercer transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the pitiful foil in a contrast setup. Parents dead, grandparents indifferent, uncle and aunt oppressive—the whole village waited to watch her get trampled into the mud by the female lead. She glanced at the script. Then she tore it to pieces. She reclaimed her spiritual spring space, sent her rotten grandparents to the hospital with rage, reported her scumbag uncle for his misdeeds, and snatched every opportunity meant for the female lead. Along the way, she befriended several future big shots—moving herself from "the foil" straight into "don't mess with" territory. Almost forgot—she still had a cheap husband: Nathaniel Holt, the military district commander barely mentioned in passing in the book. Rumor had it this man was notoriously fierce. One word from him could make an entire company cry. Punishment drills could break a platoon's spirit. On their wedding night, Rosalind Mercer shrank back slightly. "You're so scary..." The man glanced at her. "You want a divorce?" She shook her head. He withdrew his gaze, voice going rough. "With you—I'm only fierce in bed."

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.

On their wedding anniversary night, her husband rushed off after a call from his sister-in-law. She waited alone until late, only to receive a photo of him tenderly caring for his nephew in the hospital, along with a boastful text from the sister-in-law: "He even flew abroad specifically to be with me when I gave birth." Heartbroken, she handed him the divorce papers. Her husband dismissed it as her just being unreasonable. The cruel irony deepened when, after being sidelined by her own family, she stumbled upon his three-year-old nephew, left alone in a bar by his mother. Her kindness in bringing the child back to his grandparents' home was repaid with the boy's tearful accusation: "Auntie pinched me." It seemed the whole world had taken the side of that mother and child. Her parents scolded her for being difficult, and her husband blamed her for making a fuss. Only when all favor and understanding flowed toward others did she realize, with painful clarity, that she had become the unnecessary one in this entire story.

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."

In a world where power is everything, the Dragon Lord of the Southern Frontier has unleashed his fury, rallying an unstoppable force of warriors and ancient protectors to the legendary stronghold of Blackridge. As armies clash and the heavens tremble, a promise is made—one that will ensure peace, honor, and unrivaled power. But such a promise comes with a price, and if the heavens dare to interfere, the Dragon Lord will ignite a war that will set the skies ablaze.

Evelyn Rivers woke up and found herself in a parallel 1950. The opening hand was practically a royal flush! She was the pampered darling of the richest family south of the Yangtze—parents who doted on her endlessly, gold bars stacked like bricks, and an ancestral jade pendant that unlocked a heaven-defying pocket dimension: a miniature Soviet-style garden above, a vast subterranean warehouse below, able to farm, able to keep anything fresh forever, supplies never spoil! Then Evelyn’s face went white as paper. Good news: money and a cheat space—easy-win setup. Bad news: it’s 1950, and “capitalist class origin” is a one-way ticket to the firing squad. With the political storm on the horizon, history says her whole clan will be shipped to the northwest to drink sand. Evelyn stared at her parents, still leisurely counting cash and obsessing over haute couture, and stomped in place. “Dad, stop counting the gold bars! If we don’t run now, the whole family will be sipping cold wind in the Gobi!” “Mom, quit stockpiling stilettos! Penicillin and coarse cotton cloth—that’s the real hard currency in chaos!” Luckily, her family trusted her completely. Overnight they quietly liquidated their assets, stuffed gold, antiques, scarce medicines, and daily necessities into the space, and slipped away under the radar, heading straight for the northeast to dodge disaster. To secure a safe backer for her family, Evelyn—armed with her past life’s chops as an algorithm engineer—landed a job at the Ice City Machinery Plant. The first time she saw the clunky old Soviet lathes, she blurted, “This tolerance— even a dog would shake its head.” She casually optimized the algorithms, recalibrated the precision parameters, improved the gear meshing, and single-handedly resurrected a yardful of scrap machines, tripling production efficiency. In her spare time she sketched an improved fuze for anti-aircraft guns; the drawing rocketed straight to a national-level expert panel. The specialists gasped in awe: “Young lady, you’re a once-in-a-century industrial prodigy!” The workshop director stared in disbelief: “Where did this down-on-her-luck relative get such god-tier skills?” Only Old Rivers cowered in the corner, tugging frantically at his daughter’s sleeve: “Girl, keep a low profile! Our class label can’t take another stir! Staying alive comes first!” Evelyn spread her hands in resignation and sighed, “Dad, I’d love to keep quiet, but my talent just won’t let me.”

["Genre": 70s, Military Marriage, Sweet Awe, Teaser, Rebirth, Divine Doctor, Spatial Ability, Mysterious Crime Investigation] Yu Jiao has never suffered in her life, except for that time when her father was seriously ill. She was almost worn down by her sister-in-law, only to be sold to Fu Zhan for a dowry of 500 yuan. She resented the ruthless nature of her own family, detested the schemes of the Fu family, and above all, the long-term separation from her husband. Finally, Yu Jiao couldn't bear it and departed with a love interest, until she lost her child. This led to divorce and thus began a lifetime of entanglement with Fu Zhan. In her resurgent life, Yu Jiao had natural regrets she had to make up for from her last life, especially for that harsh yet warm-hearted bottle gourd creative expression for a person with little words. She was determined to get him to open up! Since she carried over the spatial ability from her past life, she was not going to allow her loved ones to perish prematurely this time around. Studying, practicing medicine, raising a child, earning money, and reaching the pinnacle of life. Yu Jiao was full of confidence, determined to make her days prosperous and jubilant!

Nancy Hartwell’s dying parents entrusted her to the lower-tier magnate family, the Hawthornes, believing she could live out her days in comfort. Yet at the engagement banquet, the man clasped another woman’s hand and declared, “This is the woman I’m going to marry!” His mother felt no shame: “Just pretend she doesn’t exist; you can still be Julian’s wife!” The man was even bolder: “You can leave, but every penny stays with the Hawthornes!” They wanted her as a concubine and meant to swallow her dowry whole. With shamelessness this thick, if they didn’t go bankrupt, who would?

Vivienne Calloway, a college graduate serving as a village official, transmigrated into a novel and became the most tragic cannon fodder fake heiress in a 1970s doting family story! The moment she opened her eyes, her heartless adoptive parents were forcibly sending her away, throwing her back to her biological parents' home in some remote countryside. Not only that, but they also wanted the returning real heiress to take her college entrance exam slot and steal away eighteen years of her life! Her adoptive parents morally blackmailed her: "The real heiress suffered eighteen years for you. What's wrong with letting her have one exam score? Everything you have should be returned to her!" But Vivienne Calloway knew the full picture: this so-called suffering real heiress had been pampered by five top-tier brothers and never experienced the slightest grievance! On the contrary, it was she, the fake heiress, who ended up betrayed by all and died miserably. Even more laughable was that the adoptive parents' family would soon be sent down and ruined, with no blessings left to enjoy! Having seen through the plot, Vivienne Calloway completely woke up—she absolutely would not replicate the original owner's pathetic life! Clinging to powerful thighs? Unnecessary! Fleeing overnight? Too undignified! With a portable space in hand and confidence backed by martial arts skills, she headed straight for the countryside, determined to tame those five future big-shot biological brothers! If she couldn't win them over through charm, she'd subdue them through force—in short, these five brothers were hers for the taking! She thought she only needed to handle five powerful older brothers. Who knew that on this brother-taming journey, she'd accidentally entangle herself with Nathaniel Forrest—the village's most mysterious and abstinent team leader. He was cold and taciturn with hidden authority. Yet step by step, he fell for her alone—his extreme favoritism transforming this fake heiress abandoned by her entire family into the village's most dazzling cherished darling!

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Scientific prodigy Isabella Hicks found herself transported back to the 1970s. Now she was an army wife who'd married in haste after a one-night stand with an officer—and was already carrying his child. The original host had refused to follow her husband to the military base, choosing instead to live with her elder brother and his wife, which had caused constant fights between the couple. Not wanting to burden her brother any longer, Isabella took the relocation notice and decided to make the journey to the military base, pregnant belly and all. ... Logan West was the most formidable and ruthless commander in the military district—decisive, sharp, and unyielding in his ways. Yet when it came to his wife, he was utterly at a loss. He knew she had been tricked into marrying him, that she resented him, and that sooner or later, she would ask for a divorce. After barely surviving a dangerous mission and returning to base, he received news that his wife was coming to see him. His heart pounded as he took in the sight of his delicate, beautiful wife. Swallowing hard, he forced out the words, "...I agree to the divorce." Only for his soft-spoken wife to raise her hand and slap him across the face. "I'm pregnant!" she snapped. Logan's head jerked up. "!!!" "Still feeling tough now?" she challenged. Eyes blazing with emotion, Logan pulled his sweet, fragile wife into a crushing embrace. "No divorce. Not even if hell freezes over!"

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!]

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, Vivienne Hargrove married the man she loved, Nathan Hargrove, only to spend her days in misery. A fellow soldier had sacrificed his life to save Nathan, and Nathan felt compelled to take care of the man's widow and child. But that woman harbored ill intentions and constantly overstepped her bounds, showing up at their door late at night to whisk Nathan away. Vivienne endured endless torment through her pregnancy, subjected to the whispers and pointed fingers of their military compound neighbors, with no one to turn to. She raised her son alone, the two of them clinging to each other through the years. After all that struggle, she finally lived to see him grow up and enlist — only for him to lose his life on his very first mission. In her final years, she lay dying of a terminal illness, and only on her deathbed did she learn the devastating truth: her parents and her son had all been secretly murdered by that fallen soldier's widow. Consumed by boundless hatred and bitter regret, she was reborn — back to the very beginning of her marriage. This time, Vivienne Hargrove made up her mind: She would conceive the child from her past life, then keep the child and leave the husband behind. She tore up her application to follow him to his post in front of everyone, severing all ties in one clean stroke, and left Nathan Hargrove to tend to that mother and child on his own. Nathan Hargrove assumed they were of one heart — that his gentle, understanding wife had willingly stayed behind at the compound to look after others, and he felt nothing but guilt and gratitude toward her. So when Vivienne Hargrove asked for a divorce, Nathan Hargrove was utterly blindsided. He refused her again and again, but she vanished without a trace. Years later, when he came face to face with a little boy whose features were the mirror image of his own, the truth finally hit him. It was he who had dismissed her pain time and time again, who had broken her heart so thoroughly that she chose to carry and raise his child entirely alone — rather than have anything to do with him ever again. The man who had always been cold and unyielding, eyes rimmed red, sank to his knees before his wife and child: "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry."

Ashley Sullivan is forced to marry Edwin King, the ruthless heir rumored to be dying, all to replace her sister. But this mute bride hides a powerful secret—she’s a miracle doctor. On their wedding night, she realizes Edwin is the same man she saved the night before, the one who stole her first kiss. He plans to humiliate her, but she shocks him by taming his wild tiger and saving his grandmother with a single needle. When he demands to know who she really is, Ashley meets him with a cold smile and a needle at his throat. “Mr. King, it’s time we settle the score.”

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!

Little Rosie had a rough start in life. At one year old, her grandmother abandoned her deep in the mountains. Her mother went mad from grief and fell into a coma, then was cast aside by her own husband. Two years later, three-year-old Rosie, having learned many skills from a kind Taoist priest, returned to the village to find her mother. By chance, she arrived just as her worthless father and unconscious mother were each remarrying. Her father’s face was ice-cold: "I don't have a daughter like you—you bring nothing but misfortune!" But Uncle Lawrence Merritt, the kind man who had taken her comatose mother into his home, embraced her: "Poor child, it's so good you've come back!" The whole village mocked Lawrence Merritt for taking in trash. Yet little Rosie smiled brightly: "Actually, I'm a lucky charm!" From then on, the Merritt family hunted in the mountains and fished in the rivers—returning with full catches every time. Their fortunes rose steadily; their days grew prosperous beyond measure. Her long-unconscious mother woke safely, adding joy upon joy by giving birth to two sturdy twin boys! Meanwhile, disaster struck her worthless father's household again and again—too late for regrets!

Stella Avery, the only daughter of the richest man on the planet, had just picked up her limited-edition supercar when, while rubber-necking from a bridge, the crowd collapsed the iron span—and she plunged straight into a melodramatic period novel. She woke up as the capitalist heiress of Harbor City in the book: the original owner was arrogant and vicious, always at odds with the heroine, and ended up dying a miserable death. Armed with the plot, Stella Avery sneered: whoever wants to be cannon fodder can be; she only wants to make money and torment scum—she won’t wrong herself for anyone. Her stepmother plots to send her to the countryside? She plays along, then flips the script and ships the whole step-family to the barren northwest to eat dirt. Her stepsister wants to steal her opportunities and marry her off to a deadbeat? Stella slips her a fertility potion and lets the girl reap what she sowed. A mountain of ancestral assets at home? She opens her massive harbor-space and empties the place—down to the one hair for the parasites. Once the mess is cleaned up, she rolls her bedding and heads to the countryside overnight—only to run straight into her childhood betrothed: Chandler Hawthorne. The man has sword-sharp brows, star-bright eyes, wide shoulders and a narrow waist. Already a regimental commander at a young age, he hands over his salary and does all the housework—utter perfection. Stella slaps the table on the spot: this marriage, I’m taking it! After a lightning wedding and moving to the army base, she lands an official post; her surgical genius slips out and she becomes the revered “saintly hand.” Pregnancy after pregnancy follows, and she’s pampered by her husband and every bigwig in sight—life is pure bliss.

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.

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~