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He Yi, an intern doctor on the brink of being fired by the hospital, unexpectedly awakened a system. Not only can he see through ailments at a glance, but he also automatically acquires top-notch surgical skills, performing surgeries daily! Appendectomy? A piece of cake! Organ transplant? Easy as pie! The hospital director is stunned, experts are impressed, and patients nationwide scramble to make appointments! He Yi leaps from the "edge of being fired" to becoming the youngest all-around surgical genius in China. With a scalpel in hand, he can defy fate and change destinies! He smiles calmly, saying, "I'm not a god, just an ordinary genius."

Cecilia Whitmore arrived in a 1970s-era novel with superpowers and a pocket dimension—only to land in the body of the Whitmore family’s orphaned daughter, fated to die in chapter one. She opened her eyes to find the house ransacked, her parents dead, her grandfather framed and gone, and jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards dancing around the old Whitmore mansion in triumph. Cecilia smiled. “I carved through the apocalypse—why fear a pack of paper tigers?” First move: she emptied the ancestral estate, not leaving a single gold bar beneath the foundation for the enemy. Second move: she torched the grand ocean-view villa while everyone watched in heartbreak, then sauntered off to the countryside. Cecilia: “With a million supplies in my space, I’ll live like a queen down on the farm.” As for the handsome regiment commander who suddenly appeared? Well, abs like those deserve at least a little flirtation…

Billionaire tycoon Vivienne Goodwin, who had died from a fish bone stuck in her throat, opened her eyes to find herself transported to the 1970s—and her stepmother had already schemed to register her name for rural reeducation? The first thing she did was grab a broom and beat the hell out of her deadbeat father and stepmother, then promptly added her stepsister's name to the list as well, shipping her off to the Northwest for reeducation through labor. Before leaving, she sold the house, sold her job, reported her scumbag father in one smooth sequence, and conveniently stripped the house bare while she was at it. When her stepmother returned home to find the empty rooms, she collapsed on the spot. Ethan Mercer first laid eyes on Vivienne Goodwin during a visit to the countryside, where he spotted this girl riding on a human trafficker's back, her fists flying with devastating force. He froze for three seconds, his heart skipping a beat. The second time they met, Ethan Mercer blocked her path at the village entrance and cut straight to the chase: "Comrade, I'd like to court you." Vivienne Goodwin looked him up and down. "Who are you?" Ethan Mercer didn't flinch: "Ethan Mercer, twenty-six years old, unmarried, currently regimental commander of a certain department, no bad habits, full salary handed over." Vivienne Goodwin: "...You reciting a menu here?" When word reached the military compound, everyone learned that Ethan Mercer had found himself a village wife and waited eagerly for the punchline. Until one month later, when Ethan Mercer brought her to the compound and showed her photo to everyone he met: "Pretty, isn't she? My wife. Amazing, right? My 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!

Iris Sinclair was the notoriously ugly woman of the military compound. Everyone said she had hit the jackpot, marrying Elliot Mercer, the man with the brightest future ahead of him. She had thought so too. Willingly, she managed the household, bore children, and served her in-laws. By chance, Iris Sinclair discovered that Elliot didn't love her at all—that he secretly despised her for being ugly. Yet Iris Sinclair's face had been disfigured precisely because she had saved his life! Reborn in a single stroke, Iris Sinclair returned to the time before her marriage. Unexpectedly, Elliot had also been reborn. In this lifetime, Elliot married his longed-for stepsister. Iris Sinclair made no fuss, instead marrying the regiment commander introduced by her grandfather. After marriage, she happily settled into military life—raising children, making money, and sleeping with her man. Her once-ugly face gradually recovered its former beauty. Later, on a rainy night, Elliot knelt before Iris Sinclair's door, begging desperately: "Iris, I regret it—come back with me!" But he never even caught a glimpse of her. Instead, a tall, handsome man kicked him aside. The man stood imposing, his expression indifferent, a faint mark visible on his neck. "Scram. She's already carrying my child."

Spiritual Botanist Evelyn Johnson transmigrated into the body of a celebrity hated by the entire internet. Everyone demanded she leave the entertainment industry. Evelyn Johnson took their advice to heart—packed her bags and returned to her rural hometown to farm. Back home, there were mountains, fields, and fish ponds. An elderly grandmother. And two fatherless children, Ethan and Emma Bennett. Vegetables sold for 30 per pound. Fruits for 40 per pound. Chickens and ducks for 50 per pound. Pigs and sheep for 60 per pound. Netizens before ordering: "Only idiots would buy this." Netizens after ordering: "Please, let me be that idiot."

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?"

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 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!】

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!!

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!

She’s notorious, arrogant, and domineering. He’s a business titan whose power eclipses the sky, capable of summoning storms with a flick of his wrist. His fiancée stole her fiancé. Isabelle Hartwell:“Your person took my person—aren’t you going to compensate me?” Ethan Blackwood:“How about paying with my body?” One day, a reporter asked,“Mrs. Blackwood, how did you and Mr. Blackwood fall in love—and how has he loved you so faithfully for ten straight years?” Mrs. Blackwood:“Our relationship is like that of a buyer and the meat on the chopping block: once it’s been swallowed and digested, there’s no running away. Oh, don’t get me wrong—Mr. Blackwood is the piece of meat; he sold himself to me of his own accord.”

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!

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?

Lila Summers was reborn, swearing to rewrite the tragic script of her last life. Grab the thickest thigh and never panic—she followed her stepmother and stepbrother straight into the moneyed, powerful Hart clan of Beijing's inner circle. In the blink of an eye she became the Hart family's nominal Third Miss. Eldest Hart was cold and severe; to stay alive she tried every day to vanish into the wallpaper. Nathan Hart: "Why does my little sister keep dodging me? Must be the credit-limit on my card isn't high enough." Second Hart was a good-for-nothing slacker; she trailed after him like a tiny tail. Elliot Hart: "My sis is so good, so cute—clingy little sisters are one-day-only collectibles." Lila thought she was living under someone else's roof, treading on thin ice— only to discover everybody had crowned her the family treasure. Later she met Julian Sinclair, the legendarily woman-averse, domineering, rakish crown prince of the capital. He trapped her in his arms with a wicked smirk: "Baby, I've been craving you for years—marry me." Lila shook her head: "My brother won't agree." Julian: "Nathan or Elliot? I’ll fight whichever one." Lila: "Neither—my real brother sells arms." Julian (tea-bitter, fake-sobbing): “Wifey, there are just too many big-brothers-in-law…” This time Lila chose right: she cleared the quest of simple survival, locked in a family-by-choice, and accidentally looted friendship and love along the way.

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.

Fade Chen, a mysterious young man from Tianwu Mountain, started his adventure in urban city. He was a master of martial arts, and a doctor of excellent medical knowledge. He was doomed to be successful.

Preston Holloway was Isabelle Whitfield's backup plan, and Audrey Sinclair was Preston's backup plan. Everyone knew Preston loved Isabelle Whitfield, loved her without reciprocation. Every year on Isabelle's birthday, he would propose to her once. Isabelle would neither accept nor reject. Yet Audrey was Preston's actual girlfriend, yet she witnessed his unwavering devotion time and again. Eight years. Love finally burned out completely. When Preston proposed to Isabelle Whitfield once more, and Isabelle said yes, Audrey decisively broke up with him. She finally set herself free, but Preston wouldn't let go, claiming he and Isabelle were only getting married for show. Real or fake no longer mattered, because Audrey had already decided to marry Maxwell Sherwood. Preston didn't believe Audrey was actually getting married. Until the day he and Isabelle held their wedding, when he saw with his own eyes Audrey walking down the aisle in a wedding dress toward another man...

"Halt! Military restricted zone—unauthorized entry prohibited!" The sentry on duty's pupils contracted violently, staring at the scene before him that defied all comprehension. He immediately pulled the highest-level emergency alarm. In the biting winter of the nineties, four-year-old adorable little dumpling Lily Ashford was ruthlessly abandoned by vicious relatives on a frozen mass burial ground, left to perish in the desolate woods and be devoured by beasts. No one knew that this tiny milk bun was born with beast-taming powers, understanding the language of all creatures. In this desperate situation, her soft, tender call made every bird and beast in the deep mountains bow their heads in submission—all creatures surrendered, willingly serving her. To find her seven general uncles whom she'd never met, Lily Ashford rode a robust and mighty big tiger, leading an entire mountain forest's beast guard unit through snowstorms and over frozen ridges, traversing a hundred li of uninhabited deep mountains without obstruction—all the way to the capital military district! When this little milk dumpling covered in wind and snow jumped down from the tiger's back with stubborn eyes, producing her mother's keepsake— Seven uncles who each commanded a region and were ruthless in battle instantly reddened their eyes. The eldest uncle who commanded all forces thundered with rage, his fury reaching heaven: "Who dares harm my Ashford family's bloodline! All evildoers shall be severely investigated without leniency!" The second uncle, a war god with illustrious military achievements, immediately issued orders to all forces: "My niece loves snacks! All military supplies prioritize her; all military dogs and trained beasts are at the little princess's disposal!" From then on, the solemn military compound welcomed its most doted-upon little ancestor in history. While other children went to school in groups, she alone enjoyed beast escorts—petting snow leopards for company, summoning eagles as guides, keeping fierce tigers as bodyguards. She romped freely through the compound without anyone daring to provoke her slightest bit. When encountering evil human traffickers or troublemaking villains, the little milk dumpling would gently pat her tiger's fluffy head. Her soft childish voice carried full commanding presence: "Cookie—bite them!"

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.