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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?

【Real vs. Fake Heiress + Multiple Hidden Identities + Pampered by the Whole Family + Face-Slapping Scumbags + No Angst, Maximum Sweetness】 Rumor has it the fake heiress the Whitmore family adopted is a good-for-nothing who skips class, picks fights, and commits every crime in the book After she was booted back to the slums, the city applauded. Little did they know— The aloof Film Emperor is her big brother, The legend of the medical world is her second brother, The globally worshipped racing god is her third brother Word is, she also has several big sisters whose identities are off the charts… The crowd sneered: “So what? Even the strongest trump cards can't save a train-wreck sister.” The next second— The stock-market tycoon bows and calls her “Ancestor.” The tech titan greets her as “Senior.” The top hacker kneels and shouts, “Master.” And the most mysterious mogul in all of Imperial Capital drops to one knee, coaxing in a soft whisper: “Give me a title, hmm?” Imperial City explodes!

In her previous life, Marianne's stepmother and stepsister wrecked her beauty and voice, imprisoning her in the basement for years. And they coveted her mother's heirloom, a jade key. That jade key was rumored to conceal an Ancient Herbal Formula promising immense power. Refusing to yield, Marianne swallowed the key and ignited a massive fire, resolved to exact revenge in her next life. Surprisingly, the swallowed jade key released a brilliant blue light from inside Marianne. Emerging from the radiating light, a man approached and held her in his embrace...

As soon as Evelyn Blair transmigrated into the 1970s, she was hit with a devastating blow—once the pampered daughter of a wealthy family, she found herself sold off to a remote mountain village by her malicious uncle and aunt. Meanwhile, her parents and elder brother were sent away for re-education and hardship, and her scumbag fiancé took advantage of the situation. Not only did he seize her family's remaining assets, but he also turned around and annulled their engagement to climb the social ladder by marrying the daughter of a high-ranking officer. He even had the audacity to throw a grand wedding banquet as if nothing had happened! Could she endure such humiliation? Absolutely not! Evelyn Blair flipped the table on the spot, grabbed whatever she could as a weapon, and wreaked havoc on the scumbag's wedding banquet, exposing his two-faced hypocrisy in front of everyone! By a stroke of luck, she discovered that she had access to a personal spatial dimension, unlocking a magical spring of pure, revitalizing water. Without a moment's hesitation, she wiped out her scumbag ex's entire household fortune, leaving nothing behind—not even a single chicken feather! Then, she set her sights on a higher target—the regional commanding officer, Ethan Spencer, who stood tall at six foot three, exuding a commanding, cold, and formidable presence. Evelyn proposed directly and boldly, "Commander Spencer, marry me. I'll help you deal with your troubles and ensure your rise to the top!" Staring at the confident, vivacious young woman before him, Ethan Spencer agreed to the marriage on the spot, taking her with him to live a military life. After their marriage, Evelyn fully embraced her protagonist powers: With the spring in her spatial dimension replenishing her body and stockpiled resources backing her up, she supported her exiled parents, tirelessly searched for her missing elder brother, and dealt with troublemakers one by one. Whether it was confronting toxic relatives or kicking her scumbag ex, she left them in utter disarray, making her ex-fiancé and his lofty new wife's lives a living nightmare. Meanwhile, Ethan Spencer, loyal and devoted, pampered her endlessly. He not only protected her and her family but also rose steadily through the military ranks, aided by Evelyn's extraordinary abilities, becoming a revered and formidable leader. Watching Evelyn bask in Ethan's overwhelming affection, thriving in both love and career, her scumbag ex was left with nothing but ruin—betrayed by everyone, shunned by society, and with his future in tatters. Even as he regretted his actions to the point of despair, he no longer had the tiniest chance to get near Evelyn Blair.

[Reborn Husband Groveling + Hidden-Identity FL + Sweet Revenge + Pampering] A single inferno let Vivian Adams see her in-laws’ true faces. It all began with one man’s arrival. First meeting: “Your husband is cheating.” Second meeting: “Get divorced within a week.” Third meeting: “You’re too kind to fight villains alone. Marry me—two heads are better than one.” This time the petite woman shook her head, resolute. “Forget it. Let’s each rely on our own skills; whoever ends up on top, ends up on top. Goodbye!” She walked away in style, unaware that behind her the refined man slowly removed his glasses, his gaze sharpening into something feral and predatory. When they met again, her ex-husband had maliciously forced an unknown drug down her throat. The man loosened his tie with deliberate slowness, voice low and lethal: “See? I told you so.”

Dustin Glancey had transmigrated! He landed in the Great Thornfield Dynasty—where his grandfather’s cultivation defied the heavens, serving as the empire’s Grandmaster and Prime Minister, wielding power that eclipsed even the throne. His father was the god of war on the frontier, commanding legions that could shake the realm. And Dustin Glancey himself? The undisputed number-one wastrel of the capital. Even wilder: on his very first day in this world, a heaven-defying demoness from the upper realm… latched onto him and refused to let go! In short, a dynasty’s worst playboy turns the imperial capital upside-down—pure fantasy unrest.

Adolf Hayes, a menial disciple of the Edward Taylor Sect, stumbled upon a miraculous Treasure Amplifying Basin by sheer chance, thus embarking on his path of immortal cultivation. When a low-grade Qi Gathering Pill was placed inside the basin, it transformed into two pills after just one day—both of supreme quality. A mundane cultivation technique, once placed within, evolved into a heaven-tier art. Magical artifacts, herbs, spirit stones—anything could be enhanced when placed inside. And so, Adolf Hayes began his ascent to the pinnacle of power...

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.

Roselyn White transmigrated into the real daughter who'd just been found in the seventies? She's about to be married off to a comatose officer in place of her stepsister—just to bring him luck! Her scumbag dad's cheating, her stepmom rules the house, and her stepsister stole her entire life? She says “I do” without blinking—empties Dad's wallet, nabs Sis's spatial treasure, and walks into her in-laws' house only to be doted on like a team pet. She uncovers how her birth mother really died and slaps the whole rotten family into line. Oh, and she casually wakes her vegetable husband— Planning to divorce and dash once he's conscious, she instead finds herself pinned to the wall in a scorching kiss: “You kissed me, hugged me while I was out. Now that I'm awake, don't even think about running.”

Pediatrician Clara Whitman accidentally time-slips to the late seventies. The moment she opens her eyes, she discovers she's been sold at a high price by her heartless uncle's family to be the wife of a village idiot. Meanwhile, their own daughter—Lila Whitman—has stolen her marriage certificate and is living the good life as the bride of a powerful military dynasty. Reborn with full memory of the plot, Clara Whitman tears up the script—she's done playing along! A handful of croton seeds later, her uncle's household is writhing on the latrine; she bolts from the village and heads straight for Beijing to reclaim the engagement herself. But nothing goes as planned: the groom-to-be rejects her on the spot. In a twist of fate she ends up marrying the man's elder brother—nine years her senior, the unattainable "high-altitude flower" William Hayes. Legend says Colonel Hayes has no interest in women and is doomed to leave no heir; yet every night Clara Whitman is coaxed until she sobs and begs for mercy, and after the wedding every pregnancy comes in multiples. When the man seduces her again with "just one more time," Clara Whitman wants to cry: Who said he didn't like women? Total lie! William Hayes, the youngest and most brilliant officer in the regiment, is steady, handsome, his future limitless. Rumor claims he cares for no woman, having pledged his youth to the nation—breaking countless girls' hearts. Then one day word spreads: the colonel has taken leave to honor a seventeen-year-old engagement and married a country girl. Everyone laments: that bumpkin is wasting Chief Hayes! Until the day the cold-faced "King of Hell" William Hayes walks in with a stunning, dewy-eyed lady doctor on his arm—and the room falls silent. "That's no bumpkin!" the crowd gasps. "She's a straight-up goddess!"

In her previous life, Wendy Hartwell married the soldier Nathan Morrison in her cousin’s place; over the years they barely saw each other. After word came that her husband had died, her mother-in-law heartlessly threw her out. She wandered destitute with her three sons, only to be trafficked to the northwest, where her boys met tragic ends. Reborn, Wendy Hartwell storms back with her three little sons in tow: She reclaims the pension, splits the family without hesitation, sets up her own household—no one will ever control her again. Gritting her teeth, she fights her way up, raising all three sons into pillars of the nation. Just as life is turning bright, her husband Nathan Morrison, “dead for three years,” walks through the door—alive—and lays a box brimming with medals at her feet. Having survived countless brushes with death, Nathan had expected his wife to have remarried and the children scattered. Instead he finds her guarding their home, having raised the boys into fine young men; even the youngest has grown tall. The battle-hardened soldier stares, stunned, at the beautiful, fierce woman who doesn’t hesitate to draw a blade when threatened—his heart pounds uncontrollably. From that day on, the iron-blooded war veteran becomes a hopeless wife-devotee, spoiling his family to the heavens.

Evelyn Ward, the heir to a prestigious medical family, died a hero—yet her greatest regret was never having had a boyfriend. But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying beside a man whose face and physique were everything she'd ever dreamed of. Overjoyed, she assumed this was the heavens' compensation—a steamy dream come true—and wasted no time indulging herself! Only later did she realize, with horror, that this was no dream. She had somehow traveled back to the 1970s or '80s—and the man she'd slept with was none other than Jack Frost, the notorious "Re-Educated Youth" whom the entire village feared and avoided! Terrified, Evelyn packed her things and fled overnight, not daring to linger. She thought the matter was behind her—until a month later, when she discovered she was pregnant. Left with no choice, she found a secluded place, gave birth to an adorable son out of wedlock, and raised him alone, hiding their existence for four long years. Just when she thought they could live peacefully forever, the man from her past—now a far cry from the struggling intellectual youth—showed up at her doorstep! Dressed in a crisp military uniform, his posture imposing and his presence commanding, Jack Frost had transformed into a high-ranking officer from a powerful family, his future blazing with promise. His intense gaze locked onto her before shifting to the little boy beside her—a carbon copy of himself. His voice was deep, firm, and unyielding: "Evelyn Ward. You've been running for four years—hiding my son pretty well, haven't you?" Evelyn stared at the officer, then at her clueless child, on the verge of tears. How had the intimidating youth from back then turned into a military officer?! Now, her secretly born son was completely, undeniably exposed!

After three years of marriage, Ethan Lawson had always been the epitome of gentleness—never once raising his voice or quarreling with me. I thought I was lucky, the one blessed with tenderness. Until that day, when I saw him corner another woman, his voice raw with fury as he shouted, "You were the one who walked away! What right do you have to ask for my love now?" In that moment, I realized—he *could* lose control over a woman. I didn’t make a scene. I just turned away, filed for divorce, and vanished into the crowd without a word. Later, I heard he’d gone mad, scouring the entire city for me. I didn’t believe it. Until he grabbed me in public, his voice trembling and rough: "Sweetheart, please come home... I—I haven’t stopped missing you, not for a single day..." I pushed him away, linking arms with my new boyfriend. "Sorry, *ex*-husband, but even a stray dog wouldn’t take you back." "Now go be quiet—like the dead."

Eleanor Walton only realized on her deathbed that her daughter's tragic death from fever was no accident—it was a vicious scheme orchestrated by her ex-husband's family to pave the way for his new bride. They accused her of infertility, seized her dowry, and finally drove her out to freeze to death on the streets. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the bitter winter of 1990— Her daughter was convulsing with fever, while her mother-in-law jabbed a finger in her face and screeched, "You useless hen, get out of our Campbell family!" Eleanor flipped over the brazier with a crash, bundling her daughter into a thick quilt: "May this 'blessing' be yours—may your lineage end with you." With the awakened knowledge of her past life and her medicinal cooking space, she boarded the night train to the capital. Following her memories, she arrived at the heavily guarded compound of high-ranking officials and calmly addressed the sentry: "I'm here to see Alexander Hawthorne. Tell him—his daughter has come to claim her father." Everyone knew the Hawthorne family's sole heir was frail and sickly, predicted not to live past thirty—he'd never even been in a relationship! Until the moment a gaunt, pale man in a white lab coat rushed out, trembling as he cradled the little girl whose features mirrored his own. Eleanor pressed the paternity test against his chest: "Mr. Hawthorne, I'll need your household register. In exchange—" She waved the steaming medicinal soup from her spatial dimension, declaring, "I'll handle all your meals—guaranteed to keep you living a hundred years." The entire Hawthorne household was thrown into chaos. Meanwhile, the notoriously aloof and reclusive research tycoon began returning home punctually every day—just to "sample her dishes." Then one night, he cornered her against the laboratory workbench, his breath scorching: "Eleanor Walton... do any of those herbs in your spatial dimension have a cure for 'missing you so much I can't sleep'?" Her ears flushed crimson as she pushed against him. "Alexander Hawthorne, wasn't this supposed to be just co-parenting?" The man chuckled darkly before sealing her lips with a kiss. "The partnership's leveled up. Now we're collaborating... on making a second child."

Chu Fan, who had the strongest heart of martial arts but had a mediocre talent, was a disciple of the mysterious master. He had the strongest modified armor, and after changing again and again, he finally became the strongest armor. From then on, a peerless genius was born. Fight? Ferocious fists collided with iron fists, and one punch smashed you into pieces. Alchemy? My flame was like a gas can, which was very important. You had to pray that you were not my enemy, or sooner or later, you would be blown into pieces. And it depended on how a warrior with a strong will would step on the path of an all-round Martial God!

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!

“A man like me usually has patience. But with you, I’ve exhausted it all. Everyday, you leave me craving you, needing you in my bed like a mad man. Scarlet, what do you want from me?” He growled, staring deep into her green eyes. “Time.” She whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t have time!” His voice rumbled with slight annoyance and a hint of jealousy. “Your heart is torn between me and Brad, isn’t?” “Brad is my mate, my fated mate. And —“ “And who am I to you?” He pulled her closer to himself. “You’re mine, Scarlet. Every inch and depth of you is mine. And I won’t let that undeserving boy have you. May the best man win your heart.” ********************** Bullied and mocked her entire life, Scarlet always dreamed of the day she would find a mate. Someone to love and cherish her. But on her eighteenth birthday, she was rejected by the boy she was fated to love. Unusual red hair, awkward social life, and a complete nerd, she did not expect to be ever wanted again by anyone. But everything changed when she realized she was given a second chance mate–a lycan prince. Driven by jealousy, her first mate wants her back and the prince would rather die than let her go. Now desired by the two most powerful boys in college, what choice would she make? And how would she navigate her complex love life with them?

Lyra spent eight years loving her twin mates—supporting them, building them, giving them a home. The moment she brought an orphan girl under her roof… everything changed. They chose her instead. Then accused Lyra of trying to harm her and humiliated her publicly. Betrayed. Discarded. Broken in front of a watching crowd. So Lyra did the unthinkable—she severed the bond. And walked away. But Lyra doesn’t return broken. She returns powerful. Back to the pack she once abandoned. Back to the legacy she tried to escape. And back to a man far more dangerous than the ones who lost her. Alexander. Cold. Dominant. Unforgiving. The mate she was always meant to have. Now her past is unraveling, her enemies are falling… and the ex-mates who threw her away are finally realizing the truth. They didn’t lose an Omega. They lost an Alpha. —and she’s not coming back.

Age Gap Romance/Arranged Marriage/Strong Heroine/Found Family/Revenge/Slow Burn Romance Nineteen-year-old Clarice Sullivan was forced by her scumbag father to marry Theodore Grant, a man of thirty-one. On their wedding night, Theodore, transformed into a ravenous wolf, left her utterly exhausted. "I thought you said you couldn't?" she muttered, rubbing her aching lower back. "Aren't men in their thirties supposed to know some restraint?" Theodore, irritated, pinned her down again. "Round two!" he growled. After marriage, Theodore switched into full protective-and-doting-husband mode. "Darling, my worthless father is trying to hit me again!" "Just wait," Theodore snapped, his temper flaring. He promptly dismantled the entire Sullivan family. "Darling, she drugged me—tried to hand me over to another man!" Clarice pointed accusingly at her wicked half-sister. Theodore's fury erupted. He slapped the woman hard across the face and ensured her reputation was ruined beyond repair. With Theodore's unwavering devotion backing her, Clarice repaid every slight and cruelty a thousandfold. When others criticized her for being spoiled, Theodore scoffed, "I'm the one who spoiled her—got a problem with that?"

Yun Miao, a top surgeon in the industry, became a public enemy after an accidental time-travel. The original owner of this body, Shen Anran, pestered the Crown Prince before she got married. After she got married to an unwanted man, she hung herself on the wedding night... Her family had severed ties with her. Her cousin had tried to kill her. Even her disabled husband, Ye Mohan, had been thinking about how to divorce her all day! She sighed. "It's okay. Now that I've been reborn with your body, I won't repeat your tragedy!" After some hard work, she made her family dote on her like a treasure and the Crown Prince even proposed to her in person! Upon hearing the news, her disabled husband got up and pressed her against the bed. "You can only belong to me for the rest of your life!"