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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.

Frost Lawson opened her eyes and found herself transplanted into a period drama as the cannon-fodder ex-wife destined for a miserable end. On their wedding night, her husband abandoned her to “comfort” his widowed sister-in-law. Frost Lawson flipped the table on the spot, summoned the whole village to watch, tore the scumbag to shreds, and beat the white-lotus widow black and blue. They wanted to embezzle her father’s pension and seize his house? She took every last coin of their funeral savings too. They planned to trade her father’s military honors for promotions? Dream on—she stripped the man of every rank and ruined his future. Gossip claimed no one would want her after a divorce? She turned around and force-married the disgraced capitalist heir currently undergoing re-education—Lincoln York. From then on, their lives flipped upside-down. The scumbag and the widow went hungry; she and Lincoln York ate meat at every meal. The scumbag huddled in a drafty, leaking shack; she lived in a grand three-story villa. The scumbag, green with regret, knelt at her door begging to remarry. Lincoln York shielded her pregnant belly, voice icy yet possessive: “Darling, don’t look at him—he’ll dirty our baby’s eyes.” Before marriage, Lincoln York had loftily declared: I’ll never marry into a family, and certainly not a village girl. After marriage, the once-proud young master carried a washboard and pleaded pitifully: “Darling, please don’t make me sleep in the study tonight—I want to share your bed…”

Elizabeth Harper trusted the wrong woman and paid the ultimate price—losing Alexander Blake, the man who loved her, and watching their world fall apart. Now she's reborn, and this time, she won't let history repeat itself. She crashes into his life without warning, determined to protect him and rewrite their fate. But Alexander is no longer the gentle man she remembers. He's powerful, cold, and dangerously possessive. "If you lie to me again," he warns, pulling her close, "I'll keep you by my side forever." With tears in her eyes, she kisses him and whispers, "Then don't ever let me go." This time, she’s the one chasing him. Love, revenge, and redemption collide in a second chance that could either heal them—or destroy them all over again.

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!

[1v1, adorable babies, farming, healing, whole-family rise to riches!] SQ1207 bottom-tier resident Vivian Morrison was inspecting the fields one day when a passing meteorite smashed her to death—and she transmigrated into the body of three pitiful children’s wicked mother. Shock! Someone actually abused newborns! Eldest Baby’s eyes were icy. “Want me to call you Mom? Try the next life.” Second Baby chuckled softly. “Dream on if you think I’ll acknowledge you.” Third Baby’s voice was sticky-sweet: “If Mommy dies right now, Nora will admit you’re her mom.” Vivian Morrison: “!!!” Shower them with enough warmth and the kids are bound to love me! But what’s with the cold-faced man who suddenly came home? Vivian Morrison: “The babies are mine!” A certain man: “Mm. Not just them—every baby we have from now on will be yours too.” Vivian Morrison: “!!!” This iceberg wants to numb me with his looks? Impossible! When the man heard her thoughts, he gave a helpless, doting smile. “Vivian, you can’t escape.”

Clara Jennings and Noah Mitchell were a newlywed couple—spoiled rich kids who lived solely to spend money, their days revolving around luxury and indulgence. Never in their wildest dreams did they imagine fate would flip their world upside down in an instant. A freak accident transported them both back to ancient times. Before they could even process their shock, they found themselves in the midst of a chaotic scene—their family being raided and exiled. Talk about a dramatic start. Luckily, a prophetic dream had warned them in advance, and they'd come fully prepared. No need to panic! To their delight, they soon discovered not just a storage space filled with modern supplies, but also an interdimensional marketplace. The marketplace quietly unlocked, connecting them not only to the modern world but also to interstellar realms, cultivation dimensions, and even a beast world. Was this destiny handing them success on a silver platter? Clara couldn't help but shout, "Who else can top this? Seriously, who?!" From that moment on, Clara and Noah decided to leverage this golden opportunity to rewrite their destinies. During their exile, they navigated dangers while using the marketplace's resources to improve their lives. In the end, they would rely on their own strength to return to the capital and carve out a dazzling path of their own.

Vivian lost her dancing career saving Theodore from a car crash. He married her out of guilt — and spent five years keeping his distance, his heart quietly reserved for someone else. When his first love Elaine returned from abroad, everything Vivian had quietly accepted became impossible to ignore. Theodore's warmth, his laughter, even their wedding rings — all of it ended up with Elaine. Meanwhile, Vivian was just "the wife with the limp" his friends mocked behind her back, and sometimes right in front of her face. What no one knew was that Vivian had never stopped moving forward. Through five years of loneliness, she studied, sat her IELTS, and applied to a graduate program overseas. By the time the acceptance letter arrived, her decision was already made. No confrontations. No begging. No waiting for a man who never chose her. Just a quiet countdown — and a one-way ticket out.

Reborn, Serena Morrison ripped the household register to shreds with her bare hands, strode out with queen-level swagger, and was whisked straight home by her trillion-yuan tycoon dad. Serena, who’d always preferred keeping her head down, got a crash course on her first day: every single one of the fifty-five students in the class was wired to the gills with connections. She shook her head. Can't mess with them can't, can't, can't. Random classmate: “Serena, didn't you say you were from the countryside with zero backing?” Random classmate: “Serena, didn't you say you were easy to bully?” Random classmate, sobbing: “Serena, I was wrong please don't end me!” Fine. If that's how it is, Serena stopped pretending and flipped her cards: she's the ultimate connected student in the room. Her dad? A hundred-billion-dollar magnate. Big brother? CEO of a multinational conglomerate. Second brother? Runs an entertainment empire with stars everywhere. Third brother? The reigning king of pop. And her fiancé? The richest man on the planet. As for Serena herself—she's just your average Jane with a billion alternate identities. Totally ordinary. The entire class coughed blood in unison: “Serena, you call that ordinary?!”

To ditch her cheating fiancé, Vivian Hartley disguises herself as ugly and ends up provoking her fiancé’s little uncle. One reckless night, Vivian tosses two hundred yuan on the nightstand, tosses off a cool “Service was decent,” and tries to walk away only to be yanked back into the man’s arms. “Isn’t it your turn to serve me now?” Quentin Blackwell is the name that makes Beijing tremble untouchable, unreachable. Rumor has it someone saw him pinning a woman to a wall and kissing her senseless. Everyone else shook their heads: impossible. Who could ever catch Master Blackwell's eye? Then came whispers that the woman might be Vivian. The crowd scoffed louder: even more impossible. The great beauty couldn't turn his head why would he look twice at an ugly duckling? Until someone spotted the aloof tycoon kneeling on one knee to slip a shoe onto Vivian's foot, coaxing her for just one kiss. The scum ex-fiancé finally sees her true face and begs forgiveness only to be kicked out the door by the man himself, followed by a marriage certificate flung in his face. “Call her Aunt.”

The moment Jasmine Fairwood opened her eyes, she realized she had transmigrated to the eleventh year after her death. At death’s door she learned this world was a novel, and her three younger brothers were all villains. Second brother: a ruthless president who wears prayer beads on his wrist, loves the heroine, and opposes the hero. Third brother: a top-tier black-and-red idol who spits at the heavens and earth, forever targeting the movie-emperor hero on variety shows. Fourth brother: the school tyrant who skips class and brawls, putting the hero’s straight-A younger brother in the hospital. All three brothers met miserable ends. As for herself, she was the hero’s long-dead high-school white moonlight, existing solely to create misunderstandings between the hero and heroine. Jasmine gave a smile more bitter than life itself and sought out her villainous brothers one by one to teach them better. At the group’s shareholders’ meeting, the ruthless president was again twirling his prayer beads, claiming he had to leave. A girl walked up, yanked the beads off his wrist, and cursed him for being a hopeless simp. The president didn’t get angry—he simply offered her his seat. The entire company was stunned! At No. 3 High, a girl grabbed the school tyrant by the ear, and the usually savage bully only smiled ingratiatingly. The whole school was stunned! On a live variety show, the normally arrogant top idol bustled about pouring tea and water for a girl, ignoring everyone else. The entire internet was stunned! Jasmine can only fall asleep in a familiar room, but her family’s villa is now occupied by her lifelong nemesis, Xavier Thornton. The nemesis is outwardly noble and untainted, yet cold and distant to her alone, refusing to sell the house. She shamelessly clung to him until he finally agreed to rent her a single room. But one day Jasmine accidentally entered the hidden study of her nemesis—and discovered an entire wall plastered with her photos…

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.”

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.

【Rebirth in the '80s + Hidden Space + Face-Slapping Revenge + Sent-Down Youth + Double Purity + Whole-Family Darling + Military Marriage】 In her last life, Bettina Reese—ivory-skinned, willow-waisted, leg-for-days daughter of a capitalist family—was blind enough to marry into the Household. For thirty years she slaved like an ox, bankrolling and baby-sitting her in-laws, yet never once shared a bed with her husband, Victor Turner. Day after day she swallowed insults and side-eye, until her dying breath, when she finally cracked the truth: The cherished foster son she had loved to the marrow was Victor's secret child with his widowed sister-in-law! “Victor Turner, I poured my heart and soul into you people, and you lied to me my whole damn life!” In a fury she wrenched open the gas valve and blew the whole scumbag clan sky-high. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the very day Victor tried to bully her into surrendering her job. Watching the shameless man stand there as if it were his due, Bettina flipped the table and sneered: “Victor, you want my job? Dream on. This lousy post—I don’t even want it!” The instant the words left her mouth she sold the position, then mailed an anonymous tip that exposed every filthy racket Victor ran inside his unit. Discharged, disgraced, he was thrown behind bars to taste the bitter fruit he’d sown. Hardly had the trash been taken out when her good-for-nothing father and stepmother plotted to bolt to Hong Kong, ditching her and fleeing with the family fortune. Bettina barged in, slapped her sperm-donor dad and stepmom upside the head. “You raised me just so you could rob me blind? Ask me if I say yes!” She kicked aside her white-lotus stepsister who tried the pity act. “Look in a mirror before you covet what’s mine.” She snatched back the ancestral jade bracelet that hid a spirit spring, opened her space, and swept the house clean—antiques, calligraphy, jewels, property deeds, the lot. One final tip-off shipped daddy, stepmom and sis to the northwestern camps, never to crawl back. With a storm of confiscations brewing, Bettina packed light, space in tow, and headed to the countryside to find her real mother. Ready for a gauntlet of pests and vipers, she discovered Mom was a man-eating tigress who adored her daughter, while her three older brothers were hard-core sis-cons who pampered her like a national treasure. With the space’s spirit spring and her uncanny sketching hand, she caught the eye of the army's tech department and was hired as a forensic artist. She grew organic veggies in the village, ran quiet side hustles that raked in cash, and helped crack headline cases with her portraits. Before she noticed, the whole base was treating her as their darling mascot. Enter Colonel Jonathan Reed—wide-shouldered, narrow-hipped, face carved by the gods, temper carved by glaciers—the famous Ice-King of the district. Every commander had given up marrying him off, assuming he’d grow old crading his rifle. Who could guess that on family-visits day, comrades would watch the Ice-King pin the army’s beloved little beauty against a wall, voice soft enough to drip: “ Stop fussing. From now on, I'm here—no one dares touch a hair on your head.”

She came bearing destiny's mandate, the true heiress of the Bai family who had been swapped at birth. Her eyes were gouged out, her spiritual bones stolen. Except for her grandfather, her parents, brothers—every last one of them—doted on the impostor daughter while belittling and tormenting her. Little did they know, the girl they saw as a blind, worthless wretch raised in the wilderness was actually the treasured darling of the six most feared demon lords in existence—the Slaughter God who shook the demonic abyss to its core. With the Primordial Evil Eyes and the Heaven-Sent Divine Bones, she could summon deities with a wave of her hand and overturn the cosmos with a snap of her fingers. She was the embodiment of cosmic law itself. By the time she soared to unfathomable heights, they realized—she had already ascended far beyond their reach. Her parents begged for forgiveness, desperate to mend their broken bonds, only to be blocked by the six demon lords. "Our precious daughter has six fathers already. You think you can just waltz in and take her? Know your place!" Unyielding, she embarked on her path to godhood. Legends said that contracting a guardian spirit demanded a steep price—life, soul, or worse. Yet as she stood before the supreme deity, she fell silent. The deity smiled. "To form a pact with me," he murmured, "all it takes is a kiss."

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!

[Meltdown + Divorce + Transmigration + Strong Female Lead] Transmigrated straight into a live reality show of her husband's affair? Heartbroken? Devastated? Mia Winters: Not a chance. She watched with appreciation while recording the whole thing. Ten minutes later, she had that little video playing on the living room's big screen.

The night Iris Whitmore was brought back to the wealthy family, the fake heiress set her up, and by a twist of fate she ended up in bed with the crown prince of the Capital City’s elite, Harrison Blackwell. Her biological parents favored the impostor and forced Iris to marry into the Blackwell Clan to keep a living widow’s vigil— “Anyway, he’ll be dead soon; in three months you’ll be free.” On their wedding night, the terminally ill Mr. Blackwell handed her his will: “When I die, everything I own is yours.” Looking at the man who had died for her in her past life, Iris silently pulled out a silver needle: “Husband, we have all the time in the world…” Later— The fake heiress mocked her for being a widow? Harrison strode into the banquet, fit as a fiddle, and slapped every sneer off their faces! Her family sneered at her as uncouth? Her hidden identities dropped one after another, stunning the whole capital! When her biased parents knelt begging forgiveness, Harrison locked the bedroom door: “Too late. My wife’s pregnant; no visitors.” Mini-theater: “Didn’t we agree on a divorce in three months?” He shredded the will and caressed her baby bump: “Darling, I’ve still got five hundred good years left…”

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.

Medical Professor Emma Johnson Travels to the 1980s— Her university spot stolen, her father vanished, and now forced to marry a disabled veteran? Gritting her teeth, she signs the marriage certificate: "Fine, paralyzed or not, as long as his savings cover the medical bills!" But after the whirlwind wedding, she finds the veteran shockingly gaunt, abandoned by his family, lying helpless on the bed—a pitiful sight. Emma’s heart softens: "This husband is under my protection now!" She vows to fatten him up, cure his ailments, and then team up to make a fortune—until their property deeds pile up like a mountain! Who would’ve thought the veteran she married for his medical funds would end up becoming her ultimate business partner?

Four-year-old Nora Whitfield: her father, the “Soldier-God” who died on the frontier; her mother, dead of illness. The child became an orphan, then her heartless uncle flung her into the woodshed, fed her moldy scraps, and planned to sell her to settle his debts. At the brink of despair, the retired war dog her father left behind lunged forward with a roar that shielded its tiny mistress. Together, girl and old hound tore through the siege and set out on a grueling search for family. The uncle only sneered—what storm could a scrap of a girl and a decrepit dog raise? He had no idea he’d stirred up catastrophe. When Nora Whitfield pulled out the blood-stained family photo she kept pressed to her heart. The five comrades in that picture were now the nation’s five supreme war-gods—commanders of entire military regions. The moment they saw the bruised, bone-thin little girl quaver out the word “Uncles,” those five generals exploded in fury. “You dare torment a martyr’s orphan? You’re courting death!” In an instant, a million elite soldiers mobilized—solely to keep this lone child safe. Whoever dared bully Nora Whitfield would pay a bitter price; no one would escape unscathed. Hurt our martyr’s orphan, and even across endless distance we will annihilate you.