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Lily Hargrove had been the cherished darling of her family since birth. Yet on a sweltering summer day, she was out hoeing fields for her educated-youth sweetheart. One careless moment, a snake bit her. In her delirium, she dreamed—a long dream filled with visions of the future. When she woke, she kicked that hypocritical educated-youth sweetheart to the curb. And went to find that strong, silent man who'd been secretly pining for her all along. In the woods, that taciturn man pinned her against a tree trunk with unexpected dominance: "Let me teach you a lesson today—don't trust men so easily. Especially not men with hot blood running through their veins." After marriage, the man finally threw off all restraint. Lily Hargrove: *whimper* Is it too late to regret this?

Upon opening her eyes, Lily Cooper found herself in the 1970s! She learned that she was the daughter of a falsely accused capitalist? Holding control over a spatial ability, without a second thought, she went straight to the colonial-style bungalow, vacuuming all the family assets into her space! More than that, she also stripped those villains who had framed her parents of everything they owned! Just like that, Lily, on her first day after time-traveling, became a individual of great wealth! Not only did she have control over a spatial ability and a vast fortune, but she also had a handsome, wealthy, gentle, and affectionate soldier as a fiancé. Lily conveyed that life in the 70s seems to be quite good!

One accidental night three years ago, Vivian Blackwood became Marcus Blackwood’s wife. She secretly rejoiced; he hated her to the bone. She knew Marcus Blackwood didn’t love her—no matter, she didn’t care. Naively, she believed she could someday thaw his heart. Then she got pregnant, and he personally escorted her onto the operating table. At last, Vivian Blackwood gave up. She signed the divorce papers and walked away. She thought they would drift apart forever—only for the man to turn the world upside-down searching for her. When they met again, she was a world-class designer, smiling sweetly: “Ex-husband, we’re already divorced. Please behave.” Eyes red, he pinned her against the wall: “Then let’s get married again!” Behind her, a little bun grinned and produced a durian: “Uncle, if you want to chase Mommy, you have to kneel on this for three days first.” Marcus Blackwood stared at the miniature version of himself, face icy: “What ‘uncle’? Call me Dad!”

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!]

[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!

Jade Holloway transmigrated into a book, right on time to be forced into a marriage exchange by her family. Her cousin Lana Holloway cried and fussed about wanting to marry Felix Quinn, yet pushed her onto Ethan Mercer, the childless officer everyone feared. Jade Holloway secretly rejoiced: Wasn't this exactly what she wanted? In the book, her previous life had been drained dry by Felix Quinn, then cruelly abandoned once he achieved success. This lifetime, she simply went with the flow, letting that scumbag and his wretched woman have each other. Since the Holloway family was cold-hearted and ungrateful, Jade Holloway directly emptied out the family's private assets. With her space full of supplies, she married Ethan Mercer in grand style and left with him for the military base. Everyone said Ethan Mercer was a cold-faced Yama King who couldn't father children. Until one day, Jade Holloway held up a pregnancy test report, smiling brightly: "Who spread rumors that he's sterile? Then what do you call these twins in my belly?" On the other side, after Lana Holloway married Felix Quinn, her days became a complete mess—ground down by suffering until she bitterly regretted everything. "Jade Holloway, I want to switch back!" By now, Jade Holloway was already a glorious commander's wife. Ethan Mercer held tremendous power and doted on his wife without limits. Jade Holloway gave her a faint glance: "Heaven-sent wealth and genuine love—want to trade back? Dream on."

When Lily Mercer opened her eyes, she had become the namesake cannon-fodder supporting character destined for a tragic end and total family annihilation in a period-era novel. Last night's chaos had left her entangled with a stranger in military uniform—Dominic Ashford—and her mind still clearly retained the original story's ending: within three days, the hypocritical reborn heroine would steal her family's heirloom fortune bracelet. Then her eldest brother would die tragically in prison, her second brother would fall to a bullet, and her father—the village Party secretary—would be denounced and stripped of all official standing. As for herself, she would be drugged and forcibly given to an old bachelor in the mountains, eventually plunging off a cliff with her remains never to be found. The entire family would meet terrible ends! Lily Mercer, now armed with knowledge of the complete plot, smiled coldly: "This time, you won't have such good luck!" She retrieved the fortune bracelet one step ahead, activating the hidden space with a drop of blood. Using spiritual spring water to save her dying sister-in-law, cultivating medicinal fields to trade for money and grain, she calculated every move, determined to defy fate and rewrite destiny. When Dominic Ashford appeared at her door in his crisp military uniform to propose marriage, Lily Mercer looked at this supporting male character from the original novel—and nodded. So what if the reborn heroine held memories of her previous life? She possessed the entire script! Only, Lily Mercer never anticipated that beneath this bracelet lay buried long-concealed secrets from years past…

Isolde Ashworth transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder heiress destined to throw money and her life away for the male and female leads. And now, during these politically turbulent times, her identity as a capitalist's daughter made her a walking target. Isolde Ashworth sneered coldly: "Cannon fodder? I'm the heir to an ancient martial arts family and a metaphysics grandmaster, and you expect me to be cannon fodder?" She swiftly dealt with her fiancé who had hooked up with her cousin—emptied the scumbag's family assets, sent the pair off to reeducation through labor in Northeast China in one fell swoop, and conveniently tossed in her maternal uncle's family who'd tried to swallow up her inheritance as well. Then, carrying her spatial pocket, she turned around and went to the military compound to seek refuge with the scumbag's uncle—that notoriously unmarriageable bachelor famous throughout the entire army, Sebastian Whitmore. Sebastian Whitmore was ascetic and sharp-tongued; the whole military district was betting on whether he'd ever manage to get married in this lifetime. Then one day, a girl came knocking on his door, hands on her hips, accusing him right off the bat: "Your nephew cheated on me—you have to take responsibility!" Sebastian Whitmore looked down at the girl who barely reached his chest: "...Who told you to come?" Isolde Ashworth answered with perfect confidence: "Your mother!" Later, the entire military district discovered that Chief Whitmore had changed. That sharp-tongued man who used to frown at the sight of women was now running to the family quarters every single day. When someone asked where he was going, he replied without batting an eye: "My wife is throwing a tantrum again; I'm going back to coax her." Everyone exchanged bewildered glances: What happened to his supposed gynophobia??

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!

After being reborn, Clara Caldwell only wanted to do two things. Make money with Nathan Caldwell, then have his baby. But who would have thought Nathan Caldwell would be so incredible — not only did they make a lot of money, they also had a lot of babies! Clara Caldwell: My husband is the best! Toward his newly wedded little wife, Nathan Caldwell felt both love and worry. He loved how sweetly she spoke, how soft and delicate her skin was, how perfectly she fit in his arms. He worried she was too delicate — even the slightest touch from him felt like it might hurt her. Nathan Caldwell: I love my wife! The Nathan Caldwell who met Clara Caldwell truly turned into a lovesick fool. 【The synopsis does it no justice — just dive straight into the story! All you need to know is it's incredibly sweet with no angst!】 【This story is dedicated to all the darlings who love life and keep striving forward — may all your wishes come true!】

Rosette Mercer transmigrated into the body of a capitalist's daughter, only to open her eyes and find her scumbag brother scheming against her with outsiders? She struck back hard, emptying out every last penny of his assets—satisfying! Fearing she'd be targeted for political persecution, she hurriedly went to the countryside. She thought she'd be gnawing on tree bark and living through bitter hardship— Instead, she feasted on meat and fish every single day in the village, picking up treasures in the mountains and hauling gold from the rivers, getting so rich her hands went soft! Even more absurdly, a soldier king came knocking on her door, pouring his heart out to marry her? Her whole family treated her like an ancestor—her mother-in-law served her meals, her father-in-law chopped firewood, and her sister-in-law fought over who got to wash her clothes? Rosette Mercer was stunned: Was she sent down to the countryside... or crowned as a local emperor?!

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.

The pace is unhurried, the tone isn't heavy—just everyday family matters and trivial concerns. Those who prefer a slow rhythm can settle in here. Nathan Whitfield got slammed into 1959 rural China by a dump truck, dragging the whole village toward prosperity? Don't be ridiculous. Nathan Whitfield's narrow shoulders can't bear that kind of weight. He just wants his family to have food to eat, clothes to wear, work to do, money to earn, smiles on their faces, and hope in their hearts. He wants to live free and easy, doing as he pleases—and not doing what he doesn't.

Lydia Mercer had played the mute for a lifetime, all to save her husband's face. Yet only on her deathbed did she discover that she was nothing more than a stand-in for Theodore Cavendish's first love. Utterly ridiculous! Reborn into a new life, she refused to be anyone's shadow ever again! This time around, she only wished to earn money, cure her brother's illness, and live a proper life with her family. But when she completely walked away, Theodore Cavendish—who had been obsessed with her for half his life—descended into madness and regret. Amidst the pouring rain, he knelt with red-rimmed eyes and begged pathetically: "Why? You were supposed to be my wife!" At this moment, a cold-faced military officer pulled her into his embrace. "Professor Cavendish, get the hell away. Don't dirty my wife's eyes!" Lydia Mercer's cheeks flushed crimson. The devotion and pampering she desired—she would have them all in this lifetime!

After marrying David Reynolds, Charlotte Parker spent over a decade dutifully caring for her bedridden mother-in-law. She could never bring herself to splurge on expensive clothes, yet one day, she caught sight of her husband parading around town with his mistress—dressed head-to-toe in Chanel, toting a six-figure Hermès crocodile bag. And that wasn't all. There was also a love child, around ten years old. The boy obediently called her mother-in-law "Grandma," and the old woman immediately declared that the family fortune would one day be his. Her husband, ever the generous spender, announced plans to upgrade his mistress and their illegitimate son to a luxury duplex—worth a cool five million. Meanwhile, Charlotte was still stuck in the shabby, decades-old apartment allocated by her huaband workplace back in the day. The betrayal was the wake-up call she needed. She realized the first half of her life had been wasted on the wrong people. From now on, she would live for herself—free and unshackled. She wanted a divorce. Her husband sneered, "All you're good for is cooking and cleaning. You wouldn't survive without me." Her mother-in-law scoffed, "Women of our generation endure worse. Who hasn't suffered a little? Divorcing at your age—how disgraceful!" Relatives chimed in, "You've put up with it this long. What's another twenty or thirty years? Just bear with it a little longer." Bear with it? She had endured enough for a lifetime. No more! … Everyone expected the middle-aged divorce to become a pitiful, lonely joke. But to their shock, Charlotte not only re-entered the workforce—she thrived, climbing the career ladder with unstoppable momentum. And love? A second chance came knocking. Wait—what? The man she was dating, the one she might remarry… was actually the wealthiest tycoon in the capital? Her ex-husband's family was drowning in regret, begging her with tears to take them back. A squad of imposing bodyguards blocked their path. "Sorry," they said coolly. "Our lady says she doesn't know any poor relatives."

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!

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!

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.

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.”

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?