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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!"

[Group Favorite + Multiple Identities + Face-Slapping + Sweet Revenge] To force her into a divorce, Nina Marshall—who had lost her memories—was handed over to a complete stranger by her own husband. With her heart turned to ashes, she signed the papers. But a single car crash brought every memory flooding back, and she finally remembered she was the darling of the world. Her max-level parents: "Anyone who dares bully our baby girl? They'd better be ready to pay with their lives!" Her ten overprotective brothers: "The weather's getting chilly—let's bury the ones who hurt Nina six feet under." A certain hidden big-shot looked at Nina Marshall, feigning grievance: "They've already handled everything. What's left for me to do?" Nina Marshall hooked a finger under his chin, her smile bewitching. "Your job… is to love me." [She's strong; he's stronger. Together they crush every obstacle—specializing in taking down anyone who dares say no.]

Everyone called Leslie a spoiled beauty - just a pretty face with a bad attitude. But when she died saving the man she was forced to marry, the truth shattered everything. Now reborn years before her downfall, she's not here to play nice. She's here to flip the game. Armed with secret identities, a lethal skill set, and a no-mercy rulebook, she's back to protect the one man who once died for her: Broderick, the cold, powerful CEO known as Windmere's mad dog. She thought he was a monster. He thought she was a brat. What no one expected-was how quickly they'd fall. She's sweet at home, savage in the streets. And anyone who dares touch her man? Let's just say... she's not the one who needs protection anymore.

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!

"Little one, who is your father?" At the grand palace banquet, Emperor Edward looked down at the beautiful little girl being led by his crown prince and asked. Under the watchful eyes of the entire court, Aurora Griffin timidly replied, "Which daddy do you mean?" The crowd: "???" The girl blinked innocently and began counting on her fingers. "Daddy Alexander Brown, Daddy Damien Williams, Daddy Marcus Slater, Daddy Connor Milburn, and Daddy Nathan Foster—which one are you asking about?" "Hiss…" A collective gasp echoed through the banquet hall. Alexander Brown—the youngest common-born Grand General of their empire, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops! Damien Williams—the infamous, ruthless lord of Shangyang City, whose wealth rivaled the nation's treasury! Marcus Slater—the empire's Grand State Preceptor, a man powerful enough to influence Emperor Edward's choice of heir! Connor Milburn—the genius young Prime Minister, backed by the majority of the civil officials in court! Nathan Foster—the legendary Miracle Physician of the Medicine Valley, said to snatch lives back from the King of Hell himself! And now, every single one of these men rose from their seats and stepped behind the little girl, their presence unmistakable. "Your Majesty, is there something you need?" Their silence was confirmation enough. From that moment on, the tides of power shifted in the empire. Out of nowhere, a tiny figure emerged—one that no noble scion could rival, and even imperial princesses and princes dared not provoke. And to make matters worse, the crown prince was on excellent terms with the child. The other princes, scheming for the throne, could only grind their teeth in frustration. "That despicable crown prince!"

After seven years together, they were finally about to walk down the aisle. He had promised to marry her, yet he cheated on her just before the wedding. Elaine Woods never imagined the "library 30-second rule" would become her reality. He had saved the other girl's contact as "181 seconds"—a twisted promise that his feelings weren't just a fleeting three-minute spark. He kept claiming he loved her, yet he repeatedly chose that girl over her, time and again. Fine. If that's how it was, she wanted nothing to do with their seven-year relationship. The wedding was off. And him? She was done with him too. But here's the thing—*he* was the one who cheated. So why was *he* the one crying when *she* walked away?

Emily Foster had been cold-shouldered and abused under her own roof—until Mrs. Foster dropped the bomb: she was the swapped fake heiress, and the real one was coming home. Instead of tears, Emily Foster felt a weight slide off her shoulders: this train-wreck of a family? She'd been dying to quit it. The moment her past-life memories and pocket-dimension cheat awakened, she swept every last valuable out of the Foster house—jewelry, deeds, antique vases, gone—leaving only junk behind. One anonymous tip-off letter later, she slung her knapsack, sauntered off to the countryside, and let the Fosters choke on the mess. She'd planned to treat the village stint as a brief layover—then ran straight into her biological kin. Expecting hardship, she was pampered like a priceless pearl instead; instant group-pet mode activated. On a mission nearby, officer Alexander Andrews took one look and was a goner: A dimpled, soft-looking beauty who could out-arm-wrestle the squad and out-sass his commander— the contrast detonated his heartbeat. First glance: hooked. Second glance: sunk. Third glance: already drafting battle plans to carry her home. Alexander Andrews: "You can kidnap me, or I can kidnap you—my whole pack's ready to help either way!"

[FL Villainess + ML Has System + Over-the-Top Face-Slap Dog-Blood Old-School Webnovel (Book-Transmigration as the Ultimate Logic-Free Card). Not recommended for readers with fragile morals.] HER POV: In the novel, Elena Harper is written as the perfect foil to the real heroine: fake vs. real heiress, loveless marriage vs. sweet CP, vicious cannon-fodder vs. pure angel, sickly delicate vs. glowing health, no-system loser vs. golden-fingered winner… The transmigrated Elena Harper, who only wants to retire in peace, can't help but wonder, "Did the author pick just one sheep—me—to shear bald?" Fine. Fists clenched. Remembering the ticking clock on her contract husband's life—and her own—Elena Harper decides to blow every last cent of the the man's fortune before either deadline hits. Not one penny will be left for the male and female leads! After a glorious shopping spree, Elena Harper realizes her body is getting stronger by the day, and her husband's expiration date keeps getting pushed back… indefinitely. —Oh. Looks like she'll get that retirement after all. HIS POV: Alexander Reid, murdered in his last life, opens his eyes to find himself reborn—complete with a "Wealthy Couple Life-Extension System." The system informs him that the only way to live to ninety-nine is to bind himself to the vicious cannon-fodder fiancée Elena Harper, spend money on her, complete system quests, and play the role of a blissful power couple. Originally planning to adopt an heir and divorce Elena Harper, Alexander Reid now mutters, "So… if she lives, I live?" Thus the untouchable Film Emperor Reid embarks on a one-way road to shameless wife-spoiling: "She likes it? Buy it!" Note: Both leads' first loves are each other. The characters' morals ≠ the author's morals. Please consume rationally!

The moment she opened her eyes, Natalie Rowan found herself transported from the apocalyptic world where humanity had perished straight into the 1960s. Though it was an era of scarcity—where hunger gnawed and warmth was a luxury—she no longer felt alone. Her wood-element powers and spiritual spring space had followed her through time, leaving her absolutely thrilled. Her stepmother schemed, her stepsister was vicious—breaking the original host's leg and signing her up for rural labor—all to steal her narcissistic, arrogant fiancé? Natalie smirked coldly. Rural labor? Fine, they'd all go together. She'd make sure her step-siblings were shipped off to the harsh Northwest. A broken leg? With her wood-element abilities, she healed it in minutes, then emptied the family home of every last valuable, leaving her scoundrel father and stepmother howling in rage. Breaking off the engagement? Perfect. She'd trade the marriage for a hefty payout, ditch the self-absorbed jerk, and call it a win. After turning the household upside down, she packed up the last of their valuables—even the cast-iron pots—and headed to the countryside with flair. While others struggled, she feasted. While others suffered, she thrived. Riding the wave of the times straight to the top, she discovered her two brothers vying to spoil her—turns out, she was the long-lost heiress. And then there was that stoic military officer, relentlessly pursuing her—tall, devastatingly handsome, handing over his salary, doing all the housework, utterly smitten. Natalie: "Fine, let's give love a try." But then her arrogant ex-fiancé came crawling back, begging through tears: "Don't call off the engagement, please—I'll be your loyal lapdog." Natalie: "Tch. Not interested."

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!

In the final days before the world collapsed, Ivy Brooks died… betrayed by the very people she trusted most. She had fought, struggled, and sacrificed everything just to survive the apocalypse only to be pushed into death along with her three daughters at the very end by her own husband. With her last breath, Ivy made a vow. If she could turn back time…she would never be weak again and of course protect her daughters. This time, she would stand at the top. When Ivy opened her eyes, she found herself back in time with her still rounded belly of her third baby.... Twenty days before the apocalypse. Armed with memories of the future and a mysterious system in her mind, Ivy moved without hesitation. She hoarded supplies, secured weapons, and took control of every resource she could get her hands on. While others laughed, doubted, and wasted time… Ivy was building her empire along with her daughters. In this life, she would not be prey but will be an hunter. With danger closing in and only twenty days to prepare, Ivy must outplay enemies both old and new, uncover the truth behind the system, and carve out her own kingdom in a collapsing world. Because this time...she wasn’t just going to survive the apocalypse. She was going to rule it along with a man, a love interest from the past before her marriage collapse. He provided everything Ivy needed. Money especially in change of a marriage with her and when the apocalypse started too....he ruled it with her as well as her daughters.

Catherine Whitmore woke up inside a period-era novel as the capitalist family's seventh daughter—born of a concubine—and discovered she'd been swapped into a marriage the moment she opened her eyes. “The childhood betrothal to the He family in Liaoning—Laner's health is too delicate for the northern cold, so you'll take her place.” Catherine massaged her throbbing temples; after digesting the original host's memories, she smiled. In the original plot, the very day the girl reached Liaoning her so-called fiancé Harrison Blackwood married someone else The original host was forced to wed a groom, her dowry stolen, and finally framed for treason—she dashed her head against the He ancestral shrine and died. But this life she had someone else in mind. “Mother is right.” Catherine signed obediently, then slipped straight into the Shen family vault That night every brick of the Shen century-old hoard was hauled away until only load-bearing walls remained—even the gold bars tucked behind ancestors' tablets vanished into thin air. Then she hopped on the north-bound train; in its window glass glinted her icy smile: “I'm not going to marry—I'm going to be their ancestor.” Three days later at He's gate Harrison wrapped an arm around his new bride and sneered at Catherine: “Catherine Whitmore, even if you knelt and begged I wouldn't marry a woman like—” Before he could finish, a military jeep screeched beside them The door swung open; army boots hit dirt; epaulettes carried cold stars of rank. The man peeled off white gloves, pulled Catherine into his arms before everyone, and swept his frigid gaze over gaping Harrison: “Didn't your father teach you greeting your elders?” “Say hello—little aunt.”

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.

Ye Ranyin, the most feared mercenary of the 21st century, known as the "Night God"! In a twist of fate, she finds herself transmigrated into a small border town as a despised outcast! Her fiancé's family arrives to break off the engagement? Her clan treats her as a discard? In the next moment, she's welcomed back to the imperial capital, becoming the only cherished lady of the Duke's household! From then on, she reveals her extraordinary talents. With the Empress's inheritance, she refines divine pills, crafts extravagant artifacts, tames mythical beasts, and sets up powerful formations! She blossoms with unparalleled grace, stunning the world! With the script of a cherished favorite in hand, she receives endless love from family and friends, while gaining the admiration of countless powerful figures. Her former clan regrets their decisions, and her ex-fiancé wishes to rekindle their relationship. However, a certain crazy and domineering emperor descends from his pedestal, wraps her in his arms, and threatens fiercely: "If you dare accept him, I will destroy the world!" Ye Ranyin holds the man's devilishly handsome face and gives him a peck: "Be good, I only allow you to stand by my side."

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.

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.

On the day the Parker family fell into misfortune, Clara Parker and her sister were both reborn. In their previous life, the frail and sickly Clara followed her father and brother into rural exile, yet thrived with her medical skills—marrying well and building a successful career. Meanwhile, her sister, who chose to remarry into a military leader's family, struggled bitterly in the wealthy household and met a tragic end. Given a second chance, her sister spoke up first: "Mom, Dad, since my sister is delicate, let her go with Mom to the military district for a better life! As for the countryside... I'll go." Clara lowered her eyes, hiding a smile: Fine by me. The greedy, womanizing husband and the snobbish "family" can all be yours. This lifetime's good fortune—it's my turn now. Everyone in the military compound knew that the Collins family's new stepdaughter was a delicate beauty. Fragile and tender, she looked like she'd topple over in a breeze. Whispers spread, and everyone waited to see how this capitalist's daughter would stumble. But later— Her medicinal cuisine filled the compound with mouthwatering aromas, and neighbors lined up to learn her recipes. Her prescriptions worked wonders, even seasoned army doctors sought her advice; With her gentle words, she charmed the three stepbrothers of the Collins family into orbiting around her, and even the toughest little troublemaker in the compound became her loyal follower. But the most astonishing twist? The stone-faced officer who once vowed to "never marry" cornered her in a jeep, his ears tinged red as he handed her a marriage certificate: "Comrade Clara Parker... It's already been approved by the organization. Just sign here." On the wedding day, her older sister, who had rushed in from the countryside, stared at her radiant younger sister surrounded by well-wishers and finally broke down: "How could this be... Did I make the wrong choice again?!"

Modern-day powerhouse Aria Spencer unexpectedly transmigrated into the body of a pampered young woman from the 1970s. Opening her eyes, she found herself the cherished jewel of her family. The original host was doted on by ten older brothers and younger siblings, treasured like their very lives. Yet she was schemed against by a malicious, reincarnated rival, kidnapped by human traffickers, and met a tragic end. The reborn Aria Spencer sneered: "Hmph." Revenge was a must—blood debts must be paid in blood! She slaughtered traffickers, crushed scum beneath her heel, her blade sharp but hidden, carving a path of vengeance. Her family? She protected them. Her brothers? She spoiled them. Her enemies? She trampled them underfoot. The plot? Hers to command! With a spatial cheat at her fingertips and a mystical spring at her disposal, resources were never in short supply: While others struggled in poverty, her family feasted on meat and broth; While others wore rags, her household dressed finer than city folk. Her plan? Get rich, secure land, and build an empire—until a certain cold-faced soldier caught her eye. Rumors said he was ascetic, aloof, and indifferent to women. But reality? He handed over his entire paycheck, took care of chores without being asked, crushed her enemies by day, and... attended to her needs by night. Aria Spencer: "What's his deal? Chasing me till my heart flutters—that's cheating!" But then again... he was handsome, formidable, powerful, and utterly devoted. Fine then—she'd spoil him right back!

Cast out overnight and mocked as a fraud, Emma fled to the countryside, only to uncover a world she never expected. Her grandmother, a hidden tycoon, commanded wealth beyond imagination, while her long-lost parents were revealed as national researchers. Before she could process it all, Edward—a ruthless figure from the capital—cornered her with an unyielding demand: "Marry me, and the world is yours." When her adoptive family crawled back, begging forgiveness, Emma’s icy glare was her only reply. "Leave."

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!