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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.

Evelyn Hartley Orphaned and alone, she was the only recommended student admitted to Jing University. That was true in her previous life, and it was true in this one as well. In her previous life, she died a horrible death in a conspiracy. Only after her death did she realize that there had been a man who loved her with such humility! Given a second chance at life, she would not only put those vile women in their place and learn to identify scumbag men—she would also make herself shine and make a difference. Little did she know! Victor Harlow: Evelyn, do I look handsome? Evelyn Hartley: Handsome! Victor Harlow: Evelyn , focus on your studies. No dating at Jing University! Evelyn Hartley: Okay! Then how about dating you? Victor Harlow: I'd be delighted!

The Childers family noticed their fortunes declining rapidly after their engagement to Grace White—everything they touched seemed to turn to misfortune. Convinced she was the source of their bad luck, they called off the wedding. The heartbroken Grace drowned herself in a pond... only for the 21st century's legendary Koi Queen to awaken in her body. The new Grace radiated prosperity where the former "jinx" had stood. Those who crossed her or spoke ill of her found misfortune dogging their steps, while Grace herself enjoyed divine favor: wild pheasants literally fell at her doorstep when she craved meat; the God of Wealth came knocking when she considered starting a business; and tall, handsome suitors appeared like gifts from heaven. The former "ugly girl" turned "human bad luck charm" had transformed into a stunning beauty with heaven-defying luck. Her veteran soldier husband chuckled: "I only wanted an 'unlucky' wife to ward off evil spirits. Instead I got this walking blessing who not only brings incredible fortune but gave me triplets at once!" As for the Childers family who rejected her? They were left chewing their fists in regret.

Hannah Whitmore and her cousin were both reborn! In their previous life, her cousin snatched away the military officer, yet Hannah ended up marrying a country bumpkin and becoming a wealthy lady, while her cousin died miserably on the streets? In this life, her cousin rushed to choose the country bumpkin first. Hannah played along with the scheme, emptied the family assets, and followed the army! The cold-faced officer avoided seeing her? She coquettishly flirted and begged for kisses, trembling at the waist from being pampered every night. Infertile? She slapped the medical report on his face—twins within three years! The man held his wife with an uncontrollable smile: "My precious little darling is truly capable." Meanwhile, her cousin suffered torment from her in-laws, had a useless husband, and lived a miserable life. Hannah nurtured her pregnancy, gave birth, and made big money, doted upon by the officer to the heavens! Her cousin knelt begging to switch back— Hannah sneered coldly: "You think you can just switch?"

[Retro + Military Marriage + Book Transmigration + Cannon-Fodder Side Chick Climbs Up + Pampered Wife + Face-Slapping] Seraphina Bennette transmigrated into a retro-era novel and became the cannon-fodder first wife who dies in childbirth, clearing the way for the male lead to marry his true love. In the original book she was pregnant, yet mother and quadruplets all perished—four lives lost at once—just so the hero could wed the heroine. She landed in the story right in the middle of a steamy night with the male lead. The next morning they got married. Four months later, with a belly far bigger than normal, she remembered the tragic ending waiting for her, packed her bags without hesitation, and followed him to his army post on the frontier. Life on the border was harsh, but gossip traveled even faster. Because her stomach looked larger than usual, whispered rumors flew around the compound that the babies weren’t Officer Analise Angelis’s child at all. When Analise Angelis returned from training, a “helpful” neighbor pulled him aside to hint as much. He only glanced at his own door and said evenly: “I know exactly how many my wife is carrying.” On delivery day four healthy wails rang out one after another from the birthing room. Cradling four red-faced newborns, Analise Angelis stood at the ward entrance and announced to the suddenly silent crowd in a voice like a bell: “The He family’s quadruplets—thanks for all your concern.” Later, when the original heroine showed up and told Seraphina Bennette to leave Analise Angelis, Seraphina linked arms with her husband and smiled sweetly: “Sorry, but if my man walks out, my four hungry babies won’t agree to it!”

All-powerful psychic boss-lady Rosemary Whitmore—master of medicine, ancient martial arts, and cutting-edge research, who can even chat with birds and beasts—dies on a mission and wakes up in a 1975 period novel as the cannon-fodder side character fated to die early so the real heroine can shine. In the original book, the heroine rides a luck-siphon system straight to the top, while Rosemary’s new body is sold by her scumbag father to a backwoods brute, her birth mother abandoned, and the entire Whitmore clan a circus of human garbage. Rosemary flips the script on the spot: she dismantles the Whitmore family, torments every scumbag, and refuses to follow the original’s road to death. As her true origins surface, she uncovers a massive conspiracy entwining both her and her mother. And the novel’s destined-to-be-childless, ice-cold high-ranking commander Jasper Blackwood keeps colliding with her: First clash—she disarms him and confiscates his gun; Second mishap—she yanks down his pants and leaves him scarlet; Third time—she coughs up blood from grave wounds and collapses straight into his arms. After all that provocation, the famously heartless Jasper can’t hold back and proposes on the spot. Once the military marriage is sealed, Rosemary goes full throttle: She pioneers research, develops new drugs, and forges military tech, becoming the nation’s beloved little lucky star. The Blackwood family dotes on her like a treasured ancestor, and the real shocker— the commander rumored to be sterile not only loses his heart but also falls night after night, smashing the curse of childlessness, producing baby after baby until the whole dependents’ compound is in an uproar!

Jasmine Ashford was fighting for her life in the delivery room, her baby's heart rate dropping to seventy. Her husband, Benjamin Whitaker, was at Evelyn's concert. Her mother-in-law accused her of stealing the spotlight, her adoptive mother called her unreasonable, and even her son, Sebastian, said, "I wish Auntie were my mommy." Jasmine woke up on the spot. She signed the consent form herself, underwent the surgery, gave birth to her daughter, Serena, and gave her the Ashford name before notifying Benjamin of the divorce. They all thought she couldn't survive without the Whitaker family. Instead, she moved out, changed the passcode, hired a lawyer, and returned to her career, backed by her mentors and her old circle. Later, her family regretted everything, Evelyn panicked, her ex-husband fell to his knees, and the son who once rejected her cried for his mommy. Jasmine only held Serena's hand and smiled faintly. "Sorry, but I'm on my way to a blind date." Hurting your wife may feel satisfying for a moment, but chasing her back is a road through hell. Her life truly began the day she walked away.

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.

Molly Whitfield was reborn with a heart full of hatred—this life, she would never swallow her anger again! Faced with the scumbag father and stepmother who sold her off in her previous life? She flipped tables, smashed bowls, and shattered pots—venting her fury first! Cutting ties, transferring her household registration, and heading straight to Grandma's house—she became the apple of everyone's eye! Rebirth came with heaven-defying golden fingers, plus a spatial spirit spring and traditional Chinese medicine inheritance? She emptied out the scumbag father and stepmother's family fortune, letting them reap what they sowed. Hunting in the mountains, she got entangled by a little tiger dead set on becoming her pet? Reluctantly, she took it in! Ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms running wild all over the mountains? She was going to strike it rich! Discovering an arms depot, uncovering spies, racking up merits one after another! She aced the college entrance exams and got into a top medical school, becoming a grandmaster of traditional Chinese medicine! Married her first love, gave birth to dragon-phoenix twins, and led Grandma and her uncles to a good life— The scumbag father and stepmother? How come they're begging on the streets now?

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.”

Quincy Will, in the year 2026, has the same dream every night, in a world engulfed in dreary grays. The streets are filled with emaciated figures clad in ragged clothes, yet their faces shine with unwavering determination. Mudbrick homes are everywhere, and they toil tirelessly in the fields for work points to fill their bellies. Scared, everyone is hastily liquidating their properties and stockpiling, prepared for the worst. "Hey! What is the squad leader doing?" "He's planning to marry you." Caspian gazes at the exceptionally beautiful and captivating girl in front of him. His heart, silent for 26 years, begins to uncontrollably flutter. "No! Men will only ruin my enjoyment of watching the opera." "I can hand you the seeds.” "Men are obstacles to my growth and prosperity." "All my wealth can be yours.” Quincy, the independent woman of the new era, isn't one to be swayed by sweet talks. Caspian removed his military uniform, revealing his strong shoulders and evenly sculpted eight-pack abs. Quincy, turning away, gulps unconsciously. Caspian had found a way to try and win his beloved over, and he happily continued to tempt her. In this story of a strong, independent woman living in the 70s who isn’t afraid to stand her ground against a loyal, cunning and intelligent leader, ”rational thinking” is the theme.

After three years of marriage, Lydia Grace hadn't even touched Harrison James's fingers, let alone conceived a child. Then came the plane crash. As a survivor, she stumbled upon Harrison accompanying another woman for a prenatal checkup at the hospital. Only then did she realize—she had never truly entered this man's heart. The moment she decided to let go, she suddenly discovered she was the granddaughter of the world's richest man. If she couldn't be Mrs. Harrison, then she'd become the nemesis of the Harrison conglomerate—so far out of his reach, he'd never dare dream of her again!

A terminally ill teenager with a brain tumor, Felix Whitmore, receives the Scholar System and turns his fate on its head, rising meteorically to launch his ferocious life as a top student! “Student Whitmore, you’ve scored the only perfect mark in the history of the Solareth Kingdom—how do you feel right now?” “…” “Professor Whitmore, what was your reaction when you learned you’d won the Nobel Prize in Physics?” “…”

【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.

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.

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!

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…

Vivian Ashford had her entire family murdered by her scumbag husband in her previous life, and she herself was imprisoned and beaten to death! She gritted her teeth: Fill the dimensional space with gold and grain, then drag those enemies out and kill them all over again! Just as she was sharpening her knives, her cousin—who had married into the countryside in her past life—suddenly wanted to swap marriages with her, even throwing in a chest of gold as dowry? Vivian Ashford's expression changed instantly: Only a fool would refuse! Turns out the groom seemed to have mistaken her for someone else? Whatever, might as well roll with it—this one looks even more handsome! The man kept his cold face and drew a clear line: Fake marriage, don't get any ideas. Vivian Ashford nodded: Fine, won't stop me from finding a pretty young thing later. Later, the man pinned her against his chest with desperate force, his voice hoarse with accusation: "Wife... look at me..." Vivian Ashford was stunned: I almost had my puppy lined up, what are you doing?!

Genre: Urban Fantasy Su Chen's girlfriend was gravely ill, and he scraped together 300,000 yuan, even going as far as borrowing another 300,000 yuan from others. For her sake, he worked desperately. But he never expected that once she recovered, she would immediately break up with him. "I don't want to pay off the debt with you, don't bother me anymore." "A lousy phone worth only 3,000 yuan, and you have the nerve to give it as a gift?" she said as she threw the phone on the ground. Unexpectedly, this throw activated the special feature of the phone: future news. "On June 28th, a man will win a lottery prize of 5 million yuan!" "On June 29th, Huaming Group will announce the development of an anti-aging serum, causing its stock to soar!" "On June 30th, a true painting by Tang Bohu will appear on Antique Street in the southern city!" Su Chen was stunned. It's only the 27th today! News from the next couple of days is already coming out? What shocked him even more was that these news pieces were all true!

On a freezing December afternoon, twenty-five weeks pregnant, Avery Collins walks into a dessert shop craving something sweet. Instead, she finds her husband, Adrian Blackwood—the cold, brilliant CEO of Blackwood Capital—sharing an intimate moment with another woman. In that instant, Avery finally understands. Some people can never be yours, no matter how long you've loved them. She had loved Adrian for eight years, long before he even knew her name. A one-night mistake, an unexpected pregnancy, and a marriage forced by family pressure turned her dream into a prison. While Avery gave everything to their marriage, Adrian believed she had trapped him. So she lets him go. After giving birth to their daughter, Avery makes the most heartbreaking decision of her life. Knowing she could never defeat the powerful Blackwood family in a custody battle, she leaves her daughter in Adrian's care and departs for Stanford University, carrying nothing but a photograph of her baby and asking her lawyer to handle the divorce. Five years later, Avery returns as a world-renowned financial journalist—beautiful, brilliant, and unrecognizable. Then her lawyer delivers shocking news. Adrian never signed the divorce papers. "He said if you want a divorce... you must ask him in person." Avery's answer is simple. "Then tell Mr. Blackwood... I'll see him in court." She believes that's the end of it. Until a little girl slips her tiny hand into Avery's. "Pretty lady... will you have dinner with me?" Avery looks up—and meets Adrian's unwavering gaze. "Mrs. Blackwood," he says quietly, "our divorce can wait." As the little girl whispers, "Please don't leave me again..." ...Avery realizes the one battle she thought she'd already won has only just begun.