【Undercover+Group's Darling+Marriage First, Love Later+Strong Male and Female Leads】 Seventeen years ago, Jiang Ruoyan was deprived of her inheritance by her biological father and stepmother, and was cast off into the wilderness. Seventeen years later, she rode a donkey and stormed into the wedding of her fiancé and stepsister. She ripped off the bride's veil, replaced it with her own red bridal veil, and forced the groom to pay his respects to her according to marriage rituals. From that moment on, she became the laughable wife of Zhan Si, the Fourth Young Master of the upper class Zhan family, a figure derided by everyone. Everyone thought that Zhan Jingwang would hate her and cast her aside like an old shoe. Unexpectedly, he behaved humbly and clingily before her—always seeking a hug or a kiss. The onlookers sneered, "Fourth Young Master Zhan must've been bewitched!" Zhan Jingwang retorted with, "Get lost! You're all blind and heartless! My wife is gentle and soft, a top-tier hacker, a bank president, a leading authority in Chinese medicine... she is even a specialist in treating infertility!" The onlookers remained scornful, "Bah! If you're so confident, have her bear a child for you first." From then on, every day, Zhan Jingwang could only wish for one thing: a child, two children, three children…

**Space + Revenge + Feel-Good Story + Educated Youth + Military Marriage** A superpowered **Michelle Adams** transmigrates into the role of a frail supporting character in a period novel. Her stepmother wants to marry her off to an old man for a dowry? Her biological father wants to force her to take the fall and be sent to the countryside to secure his own future? Michelle clutches her chest and collapses dramatically—only to empty the entire house and swiftly relocate to the rural village. --- Two stunning educated youths arrive in Red Star Brigade. One is delicate and frail, panting after just a few steps—clearly not cut out for labor. The other is strong and robust, looking like she could handle any task with ease. The villagers whisper: *"When choosing a partner, don’t just go for looks. The sickly one is definitely not wife material."* Michelle nods in agreement. *"Absolutely. Stick with her, and you might end up carrying her home every day."* His mother warns him: *"Son, there are two new educated youths in the village. The hardworking, lively one looks like she’d bring good fortune—perfect for a wife. The other one coughs every three steps—stay far away from her."* The next day, the officer witnessed a beautiful female educated youth take down a wild boar with just three punches in the back hills. As for the one who coughed twice after every three steps? *That one’s life is too bitter—absolutely not marriage material.* When the engagement was finalized, the officer’s mother was stunned—this wasn’t the girl she had imagined! Michelle Adams beamed and immediately switched her address: *"Mom."* Rumors spread that James Scott had returned from leave with a young bride, that his marriage was arranged by his parents and a matchmaker, and that he’d regret it sooner or later. James never spoke of his wife in public, leading many to shake their heads in secret: *"Seems the rumors are true."* Then, James returned home holding the hand of a girl so fair she seemed to glow, so stunning that no one could look away. Tears welled in their eyes: *"The rumors lied to us."*

Emily Warren had always been the invisible one in her family—unnoticed, uncared for, the forgotten presence in the background. Then, by some twist of fate, she found herself transmigrated into the body of the daughter of the most formidable Grand Marshal in the interstellar empire. But there was a catch—she was a child born out of a calculated scheme. Convinced she was doomed to be unwanted yet again, she braced herself for rejection. But slowly, she began to realize something was… off. Her father’s social feed gradually filled with nothing but her photos and videos. Her brothers seemed increasingly determined to keep her by their sides at all times. And sometimes, the men of the household even came to blows over who got to spend time with her! **Breaking News from the Military Department:** *"Remember our battle-crazed Commendor Warren? He’s at it again—flooding his feed with yet another post about his daughter!"* **Netizens of the Stellar Beast Empire:** *"Oh sure, flex your daughter and little sister all you want—but dare to let us pet her just once!"* **The Grand Marshal:** *"Get lost."* But the most shocking development came when the Emperor—who had never once posted online—suddenly shared a single photo. In his elegantly veined hands, he cradled a ragdoll kitten. The caption? Just two words. **The Emperor of the Stellar Beast Empire:** *"Mine."* And with that, the entire galactic network crashed…

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

Waking up from a deep sleep, the grandmaster of the mystic arts, Lydia Carson, found herself transmigrated into the body of a pitiful young heiress from the wealthy Carson family—kicked out and drowning in debt. To pay off her debts, she started a fortune-telling livestream. "Streamer, I've been haunted by a sinister peach blossom—there's a female ghost cleaning my room every day and won't even let me order takeout!" Lydia Carson's lips twitched. "Kid, don't overthink it. That's your mom." "Streamer, can you tell me if my idol brother is destined for a bright and glorious future?" Lydia smiled faintly. "Your idol brother is into shady casting couches, tax evasion, and indulges in every vice under the sun. He's headed for jail soon—better drop him as a fan." "Streamer, a certain tycoon built a whole tower in his late wife's name to honor her. So touching!" Lydia rolled her eyes. "Oh, his wife died wronged. That tower? He built it to suppress her spirit." One day, her scumbag father—whose company had gone bankrupt—showed up with her stepmother and stepsister, the latter now crippled and disfigured, begging her to save them. Lydia grinned magnanimously. "Let me predict for you—live on stream—exactly when you'll all kick the bucket."

【Return of the Heiress + Hidden Identity + Revenge Story】 The day Nicole Bennett was brought back to the Bennett family, everyone naively assumed she was just a pawn they could manipulate at will. Little did they know—she was once an S-class fugitive in the international black market, and the elusive grandmaster of the design world.

The model company defeated the poor kid Lin Chen. He got the unique medical inheritance by chance. From then on, his medical skills were unparalleled. He was able to return to life to save the world, and he could also turn into a killing god and become a beauty. He fought with the sun and moon to seize the life of heaven and earth. The flowers were free and unfettered, surrounded by all kinds of top-grade beauties. And all of this started from the time when the sexy and beautiful model gave him an ancient book...

(End of the World + Rebirth + Space + Multiple Pets + Stockpiling + Daily Life + A Unique Space System!) Acid rain, blizzards, extreme cold and heat, insect plagues, mutations... After struggling alone in the apocalypse for ten years, she was tragically killed due to other people's treachery. In her second life, she seeks revenge, hoards supplies, and raises an army of mutated dogs! She fills her shopping cart with fried chicken, snail rice noodles, cola, and chips! However...there seems to be something strange about the direction of the space upgrade... The "garbage disposal machine" takes in household waste and spews out random supplies? The "love ranch" changes animals based on her mood, and today's animal is an...elephant? The "happy farm" seems fine at first glance, so why is it producing generators?

Elizabeth Greene was the adopted daughter of a second-rate wealthy family. After the true heiress returned, she was unceremoniously kicked out of the house. The classic "true and false heiress" drama unfolded around her, leaving her utterly bewildered. She had always assumed her father was unknown... But...no one told her that her biological father was actually the richest man in Country Y! Now, with her doting dad, gentle mom, and five older brothers treating her like a precious treasure, her life took a dramatic turn. After changing her name to Sophia Harrison, she discovered there was another adopted daughter in the family? Something felt off—very off. This adopted daughter, the former fake heiress, seemed to prioritize her at every turn and even admired her openly. Well, that suited her just fine. Sophia wasn't one for scheming, and if this sister wanted protection, she'd gladly provide. Regretting it now, are we, Greenes? Too bad—step aside, because this young lady isn't here to entertain you anymore! The unavoidable "tragedy" of wealthy families—arranged marriage. Just as she began settling into her new life as the beloved heiress, an unwelcome fiancé showed up at her doorstep? Can the engagement be called off? The answer: No. And now this so-called fiancé has the audacity to vow to take care of her for life? But...she's already a master of everything—renowned traditional painter, miracle-working physician, guzheng virtuoso, top-tier fashion designer, architect... The list of her hidden identities is endless. Who does he think he is, offering to support her? Yet, the man in question simply wraps an arm around her waist and murmurs, "Since my Sophia is so capable, I can just relax and let her take care of me." Blushing, Sophia Harrison retorts, "I never said I'd support you! Hand over your assets first, and maybe I'll consider it~"

"Sign it. Save her, and I'll give you anything." For four years, I was Damian Wright's "invisible wife". While I played the pauper, he poured his soul into his dying first love. Desperate, he blindly signed a stack of papers to buy the "Gifted Doctor's" time. He didn't read the fine print. Buried inside was our Divorce Decree. "Congratulations, Damian," I said, stripping off my surgical mask to reveal the wife he never truly knew. "You're free." The submissive Amelia is dead. The legendary "Ghost Surgeon"? That's me. The blindfolded racing queen "Raven"? Also me. The shadow behind the global intelligence network? Still me. I was ready to vanish, but Lucas Sullivan—the titan who makes the Wrights look like peasants—blocked my path. When Damian tried to reclaim me, Lucas didn't just stop him; he brought an empire to its knees. "They don't deserve to look at you," Lucas whispered, his touch a lethal mix of protection and obsession. "But if you crave the world, Amelia, I'll burn it down just to hear you say my name."

Sophia Rivers had been force-fed fertility drugs by her in-laws for three years before she awakened to the truth—she was the cannon-fodder ex-wife in a period drama. She flung the medicine straight into her husband's face. "Infertile? More like you're the impotent one! I'm done playing the scapegoat in this farce!" The day after the divorce, her ex-husband's superior officer—the infamous "Heirless King of the Military District," Gregory Carter--cornered her at her doorstep. "I'm heirless, you're 'infertile'-- marriage papers are already approved. Let's settle down together, no hard feelings." Sophia gritted her teeth and signed for the sake of her career, only to find herself trapped in the man's embrace that very night. After moving into the military compound, the whole base bet on which of them would outlast the other. Instead, they watched as Sophia developed high-yield military grain strains, while Gregory led his team to victory in international drills. But the real shocker? The supposedly heirless couple ended up with twins -- each boasting an IQ of 180! The night the paternity results came in, Gregory pinned her outside the delivery room, his laughter rough against her neck. "Sweetheart, I lied. That heirless report was just to dodge gold-diggers back then…" "But now? I want a whole damn army with you." While her ex-husband's family was still begging for a miracle baby, Sophia was already cradling her genius children on the national science awards stage. Under the spotlight, Gregory fastened a medal around her neck and declared to the entire country: "My greatest victory wasn't on the battlefield -- it was turning my wife from cannon fodder into the love of this general's life."

Robert Scott, born of ancient divine lineage, was a natural-born king. Yet, he was betrayed and murdered by his childhood lover and others, his divine essence stolen from him. A decade later, he returned from the dead at the very spot he had fallen, empowered with the strength of millions of dragons, transforming into a dragon himself and cultivating golden divine bones. Once again, he was invincible in this world! His past adversaries were all obliterated! Anyone who dared to challenge his divine authority was met with certain death! In the vast heavens and infinite realms, he stood alone at the pinnacle. The ancient Supreme Dragon Ruler, the lord of the Eight Desolates!

After eight years of marriage—sacrificing her education, giving up her career—all she got in return was her husband's cold indifference and her daughter's growing distance. It wasn't until everything fell apart that she finally understood: in this marriage, she had lost herself. So she stopped loving. Stopped waiting. And when she stood on the stage of an international medical forum, a top expert in her field, applauded by the world—he finally realized what he'd thrown away. But by then, it was far too late.

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

Chloe Bishop was the city’s golden girl—the "First Lady" of high society. Wealthy, breathtakingly beautiful, and deeply in love, she was the envy of everyone. When Liam was a broken outcast who had lost everything, Chloe was the one who reached out, pulling him from the wreckage of his life. She gave him her heart, her family’s status, and six devoted years. But on the morning of their lavish, multi-million dollar wedding, the dream shatters. Instead of an "I do," Liam leaves her at the altar, delivering a cold confession that pierces like a knife: “The one I’ve always loved is Sara Jay.” Overnight, the city's golden girl becomes its biggest laughingstock. Betrayed by her fiancé and haunted by a dark secret involving her father, Charles, Chloe is expected to crumble. But as the world waits for her to beg for his return, Chloe wipes her tears and offers a chilling smile. "I know he’ll come back crawling eventually," she whispers, stripping off her silk veil. "But this time, I’m done waiting. It's time for the world to see what happens when a 'perfect' woman stops being nice." He broke her heart. Now, she’s going to break his empire.

【Sweet + Refreshing】Only after death did Su Mi realize how miserable she had been. Strikingly, the one seeking vengeance for her was her ex, whom she had deeply hurt. It was rumored that, after discovering the truth for her, the disfigured man unveiled his mask, revealing a face that shocked her with its handsomeness. Upon her rebirth, Su Mi had gained mind control abilities and vowed to stick to a certain someone like a soft marshmallow for the rest of her life. Rumors swirled throughout the city: The unknown actress Su Mi was strongly promoted by an entertainment company, suspected to have a powerful backer behind! A certain individual declared: There’s no backer, however, the company was solely established for Miss Su, and she is the only artiste. Everyone was amazed, "Can Master Huo make a profit?" The man cast a glance at Su Mi's slightly bulging belly: "Of course."

A young boy from a humble bloodline, occasionally inherited from a world-shocking family. Once he woke up, he ascended to the Ninth Heaven. He cultivated the Nine Stars Divine Dragon Technique, condensing dragon vein, forming the Overlord Body. He competed with the prodigies of all the clans, overwhelming all fields, and shocking the Ninth Heaven.

In the 17th year of the Republic of China, barely after losing her adoptive parents, Lillian was sold by her uncle for ten silver dollars to the Marshal's estate—to be a "healing bride" for the young commander who was on death's door. Yet no one expected that the moment she took the Marshal's hand, the young commander—who had been comatose and clinging to life—suddenly opened his eyes! From that day on, the entire Marshal's estate began taking an unexpected turn: "Mm-hmm," she nodded cheerfully. "They say I'm adorable and want to help me~" Lillian clapped her tiny hands. "I'll accompany the Governor to gemstone gambling!" With a confident pat, Lillian explained, "The little squirrels know which stones have treasures—their noses are super sharp!" From then on, the Governor's mansion reversed its misfortunes, becoming the most prosperous household in the land—envied by all!

Everyone believed Ye Liuyun was trash, even himself. No money, no talent, and no one he could rely on. Bully, scorn and laughter, that’s what he deserved. But Ye Liuyun never gave up working hard. One day things had changed. Ye Liuyun’s inner power was suddenly awakened. He could cultivate a divine level spirit and became a supreme hero. Slaying demons and exterminating devils, his adventures just started... Money, beauty and power, he would grasp everything in his hands...

Rumor has it that the lost daughter of the Turner family has returned? And she came back on her own? This shocking news has left the major wealthy families in utter disbelief. Everyone initially assumed that this girl, who came back from who-knows-where, must be a country bumpkin who knows absolutely nothing! A country bumpkin? Sophia Turner raised an eyebrow and casually revealed her slew of identities. What?! The world's top fashion designer? The world's leading hacker? The youngest scientist in the world? A professor at one of the world's most prestigious universities? The CEO of Dawn Corporation, one of the top fifty companies in the world? And the most outrageous revelation of all—she's actually Damian Moore's wife? The crowd clutched their chests, feeling as if their little hearts couldn't take it anymore! Their hearts ached terribly, and they needed emergency medical attention—they might not survive this shock!