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The moment she opened her eyes, Clara Whitfield found herself transmigrated into a period novel as the cannon fodder capitalist young lady being leeched dry by her entire family. She arrived right when her scumbag father was packaging her off to be sold as a wife to some greasy man in his thirties. Her cousin wiped away fake tears: "Sister, he might be a bit older, but he doesn't mind your status..." She splashed the teacup right back: "If he's so wonderful, why don't you marry him instead?" The next day, she helped her cousin get that marriage certificate with the greasy man—naturally, the dowry stayed with her. Her aunt slammed the table cursing her lack of conscience. Clara Whitfield leaned against the doorframe picking her teeth: "Auntie, should I air out that business between you and my father in public?" Her aunt's face turned green on the spot. Within a week, her scumbag father went bankrupt, his mistress (her little aunt) left with nothing but the clothes on her back, and their illegitimate daughters were being chased down by debt collectors. Clara Whitfield dusted off nonexistent dirt from her hands, counted through the neatly stacked gold bars and property deeds in her spatial storage, and set off quite satisfied to find her relatives in the countryside. A few days later, she pushed open a creaking wooden door and put on an obedient smile: "Grandpa! Your granddaughter has brought you billions in assets to take care of you!"

Little Rosie had a rough start in life. At one year old, her grandmother abandoned her deep in the mountains. Her mother went mad from grief and fell into a coma, then was cast aside by her own husband. Two years later, three-year-old Rosie, having learned many skills from a kind Taoist priest, returned to the village to find her mother. By chance, she arrived just as her worthless father and unconscious mother were each remarrying. Her father’s face was ice-cold: "I don't have a daughter like you—you bring nothing but misfortune!" But Uncle Lawrence Merritt, the kind man who had taken her comatose mother into his home, embraced her: "Poor child, it's so good you've come back!" The whole village mocked Lawrence Merritt for taking in trash. Yet little Rosie smiled brightly: "Actually, I'm a lucky charm!" From then on, the Merritt family hunted in the mountains and fished in the rivers—returning with full catches every time. Their fortunes rose steadily; their days grew prosperous beyond measure. Her long-unconscious mother woke safely, adding joy upon joy by giving birth to two sturdy twin boys! Meanwhile, disaster struck her worthless father's household again and again—too late for regrets!

"No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours." Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door. For four years, she had been Sebastian Hale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation. But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding. To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha. So Eira stopped crying. She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega. He was wrong. The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community. And Sebastian knew nothing. After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed. Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing. He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance. But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house. She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her. In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly, "Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega." "She is my Luna."

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."

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What do you do when you transmigrate into a lovesick fool? In the 1990s, Lydia Harlow was the textbook definition of a lovestruck idiot. When her crush married someone else, she impulsively threw a tantrum and hastily wed his cousin! Unable to let go of her obsession after marriage, she not only eavesdropped at windows but deliberately pushed down her crush's pregnant wife! She turned herself into the deranged third wheel everyone despised. Transmigrating into this namesake lovesick fool, Lydia Harlow wailed in despair. Facing the furious crowd demanding answers, the man she married stepped in front of her without hesitation. "She's my wife. Even if she's done a thousand things wrong, you can't bully her. Come at me instead!" Only then did she realize—she wasn't some pitiful side character at all. She was the undisputed female lead surrounded by doting family! Her husband adored her, her parents pampered her endlessly, her in-laws indulged her every whim, and her tycoon older brother spoiled her absolutely rotten!

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!

In her past life, Evelyn Whitmore was tormented to death by her in-laws. On her deathbed, she could only watch helplessly as her seven children were sold off or abandoned, meeting tragic ends during a famine. She died full of bitterness and regret. Reborn, she returned to the very beginning of that tragedy! Her vicious mother-in-law wanted to sell her daughter in exchange for grain, her scheming brother-in-law swiped her husband's military allowance, and her insufferable relatives were all bloodsuckers to the core. This time, Evelyn Whitmore refused to be weak. She tore into every last one of them on the spot and decisively cut all ties with her in-laws! Taking her seven children — each gifted with their own remarkable abilities — she fought her way through natural disasters and famine, traveling thousands of miles north to find her husband at the military base. When the ragged mother and her eight children appeared before the stern and iron-willed Commander Raymond Whitmore, the entire base erupted: The legendary Commander Raymond Whitmore, decorated with countless battle honors — actually had seven kids?! From that day on, the once-serious military compound was turned completely upside down, descending into daily chaos — "Report, Commander! Your Ethan Whitmore punched clean through every sandbag on the training ground!" "Report, Commander! The second kid dismantled a truck to modify it!" "Report, Commander! The third kid brought wolf cubs into the mess hall to steal meat!" Raymond Whitmore stood there with a child tucked under each arm, head throbbing, utterly helpless. He looked at his radiant and spirited wife, his eyes full of adoration: "My wife and my kids — I'll spoil them all I want!"

Evelyn Brooks saved a group of wealthy heirs during a border crisis, vowing to turn over a new leaf—only to accidentally become the long-lost heiress of the prestigious Hayes family. A snobbish father, a biased mother, a jealous younger sister, and her—the silent observer. She couldn't care less about her grandfather's billion-dollar inheritance; a single hacking competition could earn her that much. Elite elementary schools? Unnecessary—she already had a stack of invitations from top universities. And as for familial affection? Too many wealthy families were lining up to adopt her anyway. Her ambitions weren't tied to Tsinghua or Peking University, nor did she crave the title of a socialite heiress. All she wanted was to study hard, fulfill her promise to an old man, and be a good kid. But life had other plans. Armed robbers in malls, smugglers, unethical teachers, college students driven to suicide—every time the police arrived at a crime scene, they'd find this strange kid already there, not just solving cases single-handedly but even assigning them tasks. At first, the officers scoffed. "Just some brat." Then they ate their words, clinging to Evelyn like she was a godsend, even urging her to join the force early. To which the tycoons and their sons collectively declared: "Over our dead bodies. Evelyn is ours!"

Lily Sherwood and Victor Sutton had been an enviably loving couple for forty years, treating each other with respect all their lives. Everyone praised her for marrying well, calling her life complete. It wasn't until she was reborn to the eve of their engagement that she finally woke up. The so-called forty years of devoted marriage had been nothing but her own one-sided wishful thinking and self-delusion from beginning to end! In her previous life, she had married Victor Sutton in grand style, becoming the enviable wife of a diplomat and living a respectable, glamorous life. But in this life, Victor Sutton—also reborn—with malicious intent, secretly swapped the marriage agreement first and turned around to marry her younger sister. Her sister sneered triumphantly: "Sister, Brother Victor should have been mine all along. This lifetime, I'll enjoy all the glory and wealth for you!" Forty years of deep affection and obsession became an enormous joke overnight! To silence public criticism, the Sutton family forcibly pushed Lily Sherwood onto Theodore Vance—a disabled officer rumored to have severely injured legs who would spend most of his life paralyzed in bed. Everyone waited to laugh at her, convinced her life was completely ruined. Theodore Vance, originally bedridden and half-dead upon hearing he'd been forcibly given a different bride, sat up in shock from his deathbed illness on the spot. He abandoned his dejected appearance, immediately ordered top-tier betrothal gifts prepared, and married Lily Sherwood in grand fashion. After marriage, this iron-blooded military young master completely transformed into a gentle loyal dog, giving all his careful favoritism to her. Late at night, Lily Sherwood woke with a start and caught the man leaning over her nearby. She froze in bewilderment: "What are you doing?" Theodore Vance's eyes brimmed with tenderness. His voice low and lingering with emotion he smiled openly: "Doing everything a qualified husband should do." Meanwhile on the other side Victor Sutton who'd successfully married the sister was utterly dumbfounded. His home was chaotic with constant quarrels marital conflicts escalating by the day his career full of obstacles and setbacks at every turn—his days were an absolute mess! In contrast Lily Sherwood whom he'd discarded like worn-out shoes saw her fortune soar after marriage carrying natural husband-boosting luck raised by Theodore Vance's family as their precious pearl living a thriving prosperous life!

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.

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.

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!】

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

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!

Vivienne Ashford was the fake heiress raised by capitalists for eighteen years. To protect her, her adoptive parents sent her back to her biological family with a massive fortune, only for her to be devoured until nothing remained. Desperate to avoid being sent to the countryside, she schemed against Ambrose Gallagher, who was visiting his hometown. But on their wedding day, he left without a word and vanished without a trace. After marriage, she lived permanently at her parents' home, handing over her salary and working tirelessly without complaint. Yet they still sold her to human traffickers. She suffered endless torment and died miserably the moment her adoptive parents finally found her. Carrying hatred to her grave, she unexpectedly returned to a time before tragedy struck. In this life, she would no longer be weak and bullied. She transformed into a vengeful demon who settled every score! Those who stole her wealth would return it with interest; Those who humiliated and insulted her would be beaten until they cried for their parents; Those who wanted to sell her for money? They could go down to the countryside themselves as punishment! After ruthless retribution, the once harmonious family lay dead, crippled, or banished to rural labor. Vivienne Ashford finally had her revenge. She packed up and arrived at his door in style: "Ambrose Gallagher, I'm here for a divorce. I apologize—I schemed against you before." Who would have expected that after two years of disappearance—rumored to be cold and emotionless—the man's eyes reddened as he gripped her tightly and refused to let go: "Don't divorce me... what did I do wrong? I'll change it, please?" Vivienne Ashford was completely stunned. Wasn't he supposed to despise her? To look down on her? This desperate clinging behavior—something was wrong! Completely wrong!

After her mother's sudden death, her father couldn't wait to bring his mistress and her daughter into their home. Grandfather: "You ungrateful wretch! Heartless and cruel—you don't deserve to be in the Kendall family registry!" Father: "How did I end up with such a thankless daughter? No conscience, no shame—what the hell is wrong with you?!" Stepmother: "Sophia has always been frail and sickly. How could you be so cruel as to push her to the brink of death over some man?" She became the disgraced heiress of White City. Yet Charlotte Kendall never explained a thing. Then one day, a wave of influential figures suddenly spoke up for her online... Weren't they all saying Charlotte Kendall was just a down-and-out socialite with no connections or power?

Evelyn Ashford became the cannon-fodder supporting female in a period drama, fated to have her jade space, family fortune, and even her own little brother snatched away by the heroine. According to the script, her whole family would die tragically, while the heroine would ride their corpses straight into the male lead’s arms and ascend to the pinnacle of life. Evelyn laughed. “I know this script by heart but this time, I’m the one writing it.” She bound the spatial jade before anyone else could, then packed off her scheming uncle who’d been drooling over the inheritance along with his entire family to hard labor in the Great Northwest. After that, she took the fortune and her brother and sauntered off to the countryside. The heroine was dumbfounded. Where’s my golden finger? Where’s my inheritance? Where’s my backup little brother? Evelyn didn’t even look back. “Yours? Got your name on it?” Life in the countryside turned out sweeter than expected. She gathered herbs on the hills, hauled river delicacies from the streams, and occasionally gave the villagers a few acupuncture sessions. From being treated as an outsider, she rose to be revered as a miracle doctor; the county hospital begged her three times to take a post. Then one day, she picked up an injured man by the roadside…

【Beast Mastery + No System + Fantasy + Transmigration + Empowering】 Lin Mo, after transmigrating into a world where beast mastery is universal, awakens with the unique talent【Divine Beast Mastery Space】. The beast control space of others serves merely as a resting place for their pets. However, Lin Mo's pet space comes with numerous special attributes. Instantaneous Summoning: You need to draw a magic circle to summon your pet? Sorry, I can do it instantly! Ability Enhancement: Is your pet's level a bit low? Not to worry, I can turn it into a divine beast in no time. Negative Status Removal: Can't fight because of poisoning? Come, take a stroll in my pet space. You will emerge as fit as ever, or rather, your pet will! Besides these, there are other features such as rapid growth, purification of bloodline, and many more. Several years later, as everyone gazed at the divine beasts orbiting Lin Mo, their worldview collapsed instantly. Just one man with a group of divine beasts, Lin Mo, you are simply inhuman! Lin Mo slightly smiled: "Can't help it, I was born and raised on Earth."

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!