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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!

[1980s + Military Marriage + Face-Slapping + Scum-Bashing + Family Drama + Raising Kids + Career-Building] In her last life, Luna Fairchild was literally angered to death by a cheating couple. At home she served her in-laws and raised the child left behind by her deceased brother-in-law Years of marriage without pregnancy—guilt-ridden—she slaved like an old ox for every single Whitmore family member The real reason she never conceived? Not her body. The scumbag had gotten himself snipped for his green-tea bitch. Luna Fairchild rebooted on the very day the scumbag came home on leave; she marched straight in with witnesses and caught them in bed He soaked up her love while handing his own to someone else—fine, she’d nail the two cheaters together forever Her in-laws did nothing but fan the flames; she’d make them choke on the strongest brew of top-grade Longjing green tea The green-tea wanted the scumbag? She’d gift-wrap him and deliver him with both hands. Marcus Blackwood: Married a woman who simply looked agreeable—just wanted a warm light on when he came back from base, no empty house. Never expected her to be this interesting She wants to take down a scumbag? He’s always hated that guy anyway—happy to give a shove She works as hard as any soldier under his command—might as well lend a hand Help here, help there… and he ends up helping himself right into love.

In her past life, Victoria had clung desperately to the idea of family, only to have her heart shattered by the Li family—betrayed, used, and ultimately murdered by those she once called kin. That life, she had already repaid in full to the Lis. Reborn, she vowed never to endure their cruelty again. This time, she struck back—slapping the so-called "true heiress," the scheming green tea bitch, right in front of the crowd. She declared, loud and clear, that she was cutting all ties with the Li family for good. No more pretending. No more suffering in silence. Instead, she sought out her real father, William Foster. No games, no lies—she introduced herself bluntly, demanded a paternity test, and when the results confirmed the truth, William took her home without hesitation. For the first time in her life, she knew what real family felt like. William shielded her at every turn, and in the Foster household, she finally tasted unconditional love—no groveling for scraps of affection, no starving herself to maintain the illusion of a lavish life. This time, she would make the Li family pay in blood for what they had done. And that two-faced, venomous green tea princess who had tried to ruin her? Oh, she’d get exactly what she deserved.

The long-lost heiress of the Bennett family, Evelyn Bennett, has finally been found. On the very first day of her return, Fiona Bennett, the adopted daughter of the family, had the misfortune of taking an unplanned dive into the water. Everyone initially dismissed Evelyn as a crude, ignorant, and envious country bumpkin, unworthy of high society. But gradually, people began to notice something was off. "Master calligrapher and painter?" "Miracle-working physician?" "Underground racing legend?" "Elite hacker?" "Heir to ancient martial arts?" The crowd was stunned: "Is this girl cheating or what?" And that wasn’t all. Even the infamous Zach Maxwell, the formidable "Ninth Master" of the underworld, repeatedly showed more than a passing interest in the Bennett family’s newly returned heiress. Evelyn Bennett could only sigh helplessly, "I’m just an ordinary person. I don’t get it, and I don’t accept it..."

Abandoned, abused, and betrayed, Emily Parker met her tragic end in the fourth year of the apocalypse. But fate granted her a second chance—she awoke two months before the catastrophe began, now bound to a Gold-Devouring Supermarket System. With enough gold, she could unlock the supermarket's vast sections, gaining access to endless supplies. Typhoons… torrential rains… insect swarms… extreme cold… scorching heat… viruses… earthquakes… acid rain… eternal night… The apocalypse descended. While stockpiling supplies, Emily steadily unlocked the supermarket's zones, never worrying about resources again. Until… Her deadbeat father, who had once abandoned her, oozed false sweetness: "Sweetheart, you've suffered so much. Hand over your food—I'll keep it safe for you." The relatives who had abused her shamelessly demanded: "Emily, we're family. We should share everything!" The backstabbing best friend and toxic ex-boyfriend groveled: "Emily, please… just a sip of water…" To them, Emily—now living in comfort—responded with icy indifference: "Why don't you decide… who dies first?" Years into the apocalypse, Emily had witnessed every shade of human cruelty. But then, someone braved the storm to take her cold hand, their gaze tender yet resolute: "Emily… we've made it to the light."

Adeline Hayes gave everything to her husband, Adrian Carter, and their beloved daughter, Zora. Her youth. Her dreams. Her entire being. But to them? She was nothing more than a convenient maid—summoned when needed, dismissed when not. The final straw came when Zora said the words that shattered Adeline's heart: "Daddy, divorce mom! I want Aunt Beth to be my new mommy." That night, Adeline walked out. They were sure she'd come crawling back within a week. She never did. Instead, Adeline reclaimed who she was: ★ Medical Prodigy — The genius who revolutionized pharmaceutical research before she turned twenty-five. ★ Underground Racing Legend — The ghost rider who's never lost a single midnight circuit. ★ Billion-Dollar Investor — The silent hand that moves markets and disappears without a trace. She buried all of it. Burned her trophies. Archived her patents. For him. For their daughter. And now? Now she's done being invisible. * "I gave you every chance," Adeline said coldly, tapping the finalized divorce papers as Adrian's face crumbled before her. "You chose to waste every single one." She leaned in, just close enough for him to feel the heat of her contempt. "Now get the hell out of my world."

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.

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.

In her previous life, Clara Bennett was switched at birth and ended up in the hands of a greedy adoptive family. Betrayed and used, she met a tragic end. Given a second chance, Clara chooses to walk away from the Bennett family and returns to her poor but loving biological parents, the Howards. Everyone thinks she'll regret giving up her life as a wealthy heiress. But no one expected the truth—Clara is actually the CEO of a powerful corporation. Not only does she lift the Howards out of poverty, she also marries the heir of a billionaire family. This time, she's not just surviving. She's reclaiming her life and rewriting her destiny.

Serena Chambers, the strongest cultivator of the 25th century, fails her tribulation and is struck by lightning, ending up in a third-rate small country with scarce spiritual power, becoming a useless lady who can't lift a thing. Serena Chambers remarks: No rush, face-slapping comes one at a time. Noble Green Spiritual Root? Well, she possesses the once-in-a-millennium Chaos Spiritual Root. Think being an alchemist is impressive? The pills Serena casually refines can turn a waste into a genius. Talismanic symbols are priceless? Serena Chambers offers the Five Thunder Talisman, striking with precision. Care to learn more? ... Once a useless being, she sheds her former self, leaping to become an unmatched genius admired by all. It's just that— Why does this aloof god before her look at her with increasingly fiery eyes?

Serena Collins returned home to reunite with her long-lost family, only to find the Su family living in squalor worse than a doghouse. Her father was in prison, her mother gravely ill, and her six brothers either disabled or down on their luck. The fake heiress who had taken her place had long since fled, clinging to someone else’s coattails. Everyone laughed at her for inheriting a mess, but with a single command, her hidden network of elites emerged from the shadows. Her father was freed, her mother miraculously recovered, and her eldest brother—once confined to a wheelchair—smashed bricks in a stunning display of rehabilitation. The other five brothers rose to become top talents in their fields. When people mocked her as some backwater child bride, her countless identities came tumbling out: miracle doctor, master of traditional painting, queen of hackers—all of them her. The Crown Prince of the Empire pulled her protectively into his arms. "She's my fiancée!" Serena arched a brow. "Changed your mind about calling off the engagement?" He gripped her hand tightly. "After searching for you all these years, my one and only love—I’d rather die than let you go."

Autumn Crawford transmigrated straight into the body of a capitalist heiress in the seventies—only to find her life already on the chopping block. Her reborn cousin was leading a mob to raid her house, denounce her parents, and wait to inherit her property, ancestral assets, and fiancé. The newly-arrived Autumn Crawford: She neatly bled her scumbag fiancé dry of cash and ration tickets, annulled the engagement at lightning speed, then bundled the cousin and the scumbag’s whole family off to the Great Northwest in one neat package. Binding the ancestral space, she emptied the family fortune, grabbed her little sister, and headed straight for the place where her parents had been sent down—reconstruction support starts with me. Human traffickers want to kidnap her? One punch each, plus a silk banner of thanks. Enemy agents stirring up sabotage? Her kicks are sharp; medals and commendations follow. Only… this particular spy case seems to run deeper than expected. And that broad-shouldered, long-legged hunk who keeps hovering around her—his moves are suspiciously slick. Autumn Crawford (on high alert): This has to be the enemy’s “sugar-coated bullet!” She (rubbing hands): …Still, the sugar is undeniably sweet.

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."

The country bumpkin was brought back to be a sacrificial bride. Elena Monroe agreed—only to cut ties immediately after and dump her scumbag father. Little did she expect the "dead" m an she was supposed to marry would come back to life--and shamelessly crawl into her bed every night. After severing ties, her trashy father, stepmother, and white-lotus stepsister eagerly awaited Elena Monroe's downfall. Instead, she was welcomed into a top-tier aristocratic family! The family's green-tea fake heiress spread rumors about Elena Monroe being vulgar and incompetent--until her hidden identities were accidentally exposed! Genius prodigy? That was her. Top-tier miracle doctor? Also her. Master of the suona, inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, youngest gambling legend of Las Vegas… All her! The fake heiress got utterly humiliated, while her seven superstar brothers doted on her like crazy! Rumors spread that the hidden boss was still single—suitors lined up, trending on hot searches! "Elena, marry me! I'll give you all my assets!" "Elena, accept this 10-carat diamond ring--it' my heart for you!" "Elena…" Elena Monroe had no time to refuse. A certain man, burning with jealousy, pinned her down, his voice low and possessive: "Darling, it's time to drop the act!"

Fiona Benton transmigrated from the apocalypse into the body of a capitalist heiress in the 1960s. Without hesitation, she faked an illness to relinquish her family's leadership, pocketed her inheritance, and signed up for rural labor. She set her sights on the "unmarriageable" officer in the production brigade—Liam Henderson. The man was taciturn and rugged, with a scar cutting across his brow, yet his gaze when looking at her was unfathomably deep. After marriage, Liam Henderson became locally infamous as a "henpecked husband": When his buddies offered him a cigarette, he waved them off. "Wife won't allow it." When comrades asked to borrow money, he shook his head. "Gotta file a request first." Then, when troublemakers came knocking, Fiona Benton hoisted a hundred-pound millstone with one hand. Amid the stunned silence, Liam calmly took the millstone from her and turned a cold glare on the crowd: "My wife's hands are delicate. You can't afford the medical bills if she hurts them." After moving to the military base, the song-and-dance troupe girls gossiped about this "capitalist miss"—until they saw her punch through a sandbag during morning drills and nail every shot at the shooting range. That night, Fiona cheerfully handed Liam a steel spoon bent out of shape: "Oops, I accidentally twisted it again." Without batting an eye, Liam took it and smirked at his dumbfounded comrades: "My wife. Adorable, right?"

The King of Hell, Vivian Grant, sacrificed her own body to weave threads of souls into lamps. After exhausting her karmic merits, her soul transmigrates into the body of the fake rich daughter Vivian Grant, who had been driven out of her family. Faced with a dire starting point of poverty and ruin, Vivian Grant begins her live-streaming journey. With a pair of "Fate-Piercing Eyes," she can see through the past and foresee the future. Armed with a Judge's Pen: With one stroke, she determines life and death. With a second stroke, she decides right and wrong. Her predictions leave the viewers of her live-stream utterly terrified, calling them thrilling and addictive. From then on, "Master Grant" becomes a household name, with her divination skills highly sought after. Later, Vivian Grant's identity is exposed. The viewers: What the heck?! Master Grant is actually Vivian Grant, the infamous persona who was cyberbullied out of the entertainment industry?! For a while, the entire city of H was in uproar. Meanwhile, the real rich daughter of the Grant family, along with her three brothers, becomes restless. Ashton Grant: Hmph, a cult fraud! Vivian Grant: You caused someone's death. Miles Grant: No matter what you do, you'll never compare to my dear Claire.! Vivian Grant: You plagiarized, copied others' work, abused cats, and killed dogs. Alexander Grant: It's all just attention-grabbing nonsense. Vivian Grant: And you hired hitmen to commit murder. Agatha Grant: Vivian, you've become so unfamiliar. Vivian Grant: You bully and spread false rumors about others, ruining their lives. The following day, major media outlets widely reported: A genius neurosurgeon, known for snatching lives from the grasp of death, ends up causing the death of two patients and threatening their families. A renowned novelist plagiarizes and steals, destroying the original author. A top idol hires a hitman for attempted murder. A frontline celebrity reveals their two-faced nature—on the surface, engaging in charity work, but behind the scenes, spreading gossip, bullying, and committing outrageous acts beyond redemption. Later, a certain film emperor cornered Vivian Grant: "Master Grant, why not read my fortune and tell me who my true love is?"

[Rebirth+ Revenge+Unmasking+Vanquishing the Vile+ Powerful Protagonists] In her past life, Clara was a naive victim of treacherous lies and manipulative individuals, leading to her untimely demise. Reborn, she sets out to rid herself of the scoundrels, confront the cunning, and fiercely protect her husband. As she unveils her multiple identities - the renowned hacking prodigy, the master perfumer famous for her invaluable fragrances, the divine choreographer, and the influential leader - it becomes clear that they all belong to her. Respected and adored by the powerful, she becomes an undeniable force. Yet, amid all this, a man with dark eyes filled with a hint of heartache warns her, "Clara, don't even dream of leaving me, unless I'm dead." Clara holds him close, her voice muffled against his neck, "Noah, I promise, now and forever, I will never leave you!"

【Pampered Wife, Chase After Wife to the Grave, Military Marriage, Married First then Love!】 Recently replaced as the second Forbes, Su Ran was hit by a red brick and transported back to the 80s before she could even warm her trophy. Suddenly, her nominal husband became lame and even proposed for a divorce! Originally kept at home and spending all the army husband's allowances, Military Wife Su Ran, began taking care of her post-surgery husband and even started doing small businesses. Lu JingShan regretted the divorce and asked her quietly, "Or should we not divorce?" "All my money is yours, I promise not to look at other women, return home on time every day for homework! No smoking, no drinking, let me handle all the child's and household chores, you focus on your career with peace of mind! You will always be my superior in this lifetime!" But Su Ran didn't agree! Men would just slow down her pace to top the Forbes list! Divorce is a must! Becoming a wealthy householder, buying a car, a house, starting a factory, and a company... For Su Ran, a hundred million is just a small goal! But isn't this ex-husband too clingy!? Aren't they already divorced? And where did these new recruits, who have to pass by her every day and call her 'sister-in-law', come from??? Lu Jingshan: ...don't ask me, I don't know.

It was the annual military training season. But this year's batch of students was unruly, arrogant, and downright lawless—each with their own special tricks up their sleeves. The training had suddenly become every drill instructor's nightmare, reducing the once-renowned Steel Third Regiment to a laughingstock. Desperate to salvage their reputation, the regiment commander urgently called for volunteers. Yet, no one in the entire regiment dared to take on the challenge of disciplining these troublemakers. Just as they were at their wits' end, Ryan Lane activated his system and stepped forward, volunteering to go to the school and whip these delinquent students into shape—starting from scratch. "Instructor, if we're supposed to be shooting, then why the hell are you tossing grenades beside us?" "Sir, I get the tactical crawling drills, but crawling under live gunfire? Are you serious?" "Report, Instructor! The recruits practicing underwater drills have all surfaced—somebody save them, quick!" Three months later, during an inspection of the military training programs across academies, the regional commander was stunned to find one group standing head and shoulders above the rest—even outperforming the elite special forces of the military district. The commander was utterly baffled: "We just asked you to handle their training. How the hell did you turn every single one of them into a Special Forces King?"

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!