In her past life, Charlotte Allen misunderstood her husband Ethan Allen for twenty years—until he died saving her in a fire. Reborn in 1996, she swears this time she'll protect him, save their children, and crush the schemers. Then her jade pendant awakens a pocket dimension—and a pair of "bargain-seeing eyes." A cracked snuff bottle? Top-grade jade. A grimy screen? Golden-thread nanmu. Even a junkyard rock? One cut—millions. She builds a fortune while raising their triplets, and when gossip hits the military compound, Ethan only says coldly: "She's not a bargain hunter. She's my destiny."

At the age of twenty, Alyssa Scott married the billionaire tycoon known as the "King of Commerce," Fifth Master Bennett. When word got out, everyone scoffed. How could a penniless country girl—a mere pretty face with no connections, just a struggling doctor—ever be worthy of the esteemed head of the Bennett family? But gradually, they discovered that this so-called "poor doctor" with "no background" was actually the treasured jewel of a prestigious medical dynasty in the capital, a prodigious surgeon, the heir to a renowned medical research institute, and even a mysterious designer... The world knew that Fifth Master Bennett had a white moonlight in his heart—an unattainable ideal. As their four-year marriage agreement neared its end, the man handed her a document, his tone gentle yet commanding: "Sign this." "A divorce agreement?" Alyssa's eyes sparkled with unconcealed eagerness and excitement. She had been longing for this moment. The man snorted coldly. "Just sign it!" Not long after, Fifth Master Bennett shamelessly declared, "Since you've borne my child, you're mine for life!"

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~"

The all-powerful Ancestor finished her storyline and died—only to be reborn as a pitiful girl abandoned in the countryside by a wealthy family. Everyone was waiting to laugh at her, but instead, they got slapped in the face—repeatedly. Top of the class? That was her. The legendary miracle doctor? Also her. The mysterious manga artist? Her again. Her hidden identities were everywhere. With a snap of her fingers, she could summon lightning to strike down scumbags. A flick of her wrist, and she had them wailing in agony. Later, her biological parents and brothers came looking for her—each one a powerhouse in their own right. And just like that, she became the ultimate group favorite. Wild and breathtakingly beautiful, the Ancestor was utterly spoiled by that rumored, elusive young master—the one whispered about in legends.

[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!

Caught her fiancé in bed with her stepsister? Charlotte Hayes didn't hesitate—she dumped the cheating scum on the spot… only to impulsively marry his uncle in a whirlwind romance. What started as a marriage of convenience quickly turned into something more when her new husband began ruthlessly crushing her enemies and spoiling her rotten. But the way he looked at her grew increasingly… intense. "Divorce!" Charlotte groaned, rubbing her aching back. "I can't take this anymore!" To which the shameless man merely smirked and pulled her closer. "Fine. You get everything—the fortune, the assets… and me." Rumored to be a cold, untouchable billionaire with a heart of ice, Alexander Fletcher was supposed to be immune to love. Yet after the wedding, he became utterly obsessed—clingy, possessive, and insatiably jealous. Now, Charlotte had a new problem on her hands: a husband who refused to let her go.

Evelyn Carter, who had been exiled for years, was suddenly summoned back by the powerful Carter family. Expecting just another cliché arranged marriage ploy, she never imagined crossing paths with Elijah Lewis—a dangerously composed man who peeled back her secrets like he’d written them himself. Every identity she’d buried deep was laid bare in seconds. She was shaken—and furious. And she swore she’d take him down, no matter the cost. “Mr. Lewis, your wife jumped into the river again!” “Relax,” Elijah said coolly, not even glancing up. “She could qualify for the national freediving team.” “Mr. Lewis, your wife bought a bunch of failing companies!” “She has good instincts,” he replied, eyes fixed on the reports. “Those were on my acquisition list anyway.” “Mr. Lewis, your wife wants a divor—” Divorce? A cold smile ghosted across Elijah’s lips as he closed his laptop and headed home, storming into the house like a gathering storm. He moved with purpose, each step echoing with restrained fury. Within minutes, he was in their bedroom, dark eyes locked on the woman standing by the window like a queen preparing for war. “Mrs. Lewis,” he said, voice low and menacing. “I heard you want a divorce?” Evelyn turned slowly, arms crossed, gaze unwavering. “Back off, Elijah. The only way out of this marriage is over my dead body.” He stepped forward, closing the distance like a panther stalking its prey. “Good,” he murmured. “Because I don’t intend to let you go. Ever.”

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.

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!

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!

One day, an impossibly handsome man suddenly appeared before Ava Hayes. "Actually, you're the true heiress of a wealthy family in the capital. Someone will come for you soon. And I—am your fiancé." That very night, an assassin smashed through her window— Only for her to turn the tables and turn him into fertilizer for her plants. "Seems someone doesn't want the real heiress to return? Well, I'm going anyway." Back at the Hayes family mansion, her birth parents doted over their adopted daughter with tender concern, while her older brother shot her a condescending glare. Ava promptly tore up the recognition agreement. "Fine. Then this family fortune—I'll let someone else inherit it." Turning on her heel, she linked arms with the uncle and aunt who had come for her. "Uncle, Auntie—are you in need of a daughter?" And when her brother's company teetered on the brink of bankruptcy, she pulled up in a top-tier supercar outside the acquisition meeting, smirking at the man in the wheelchair: "Fiancé, tell me—would the Hayes Corporation make a fitting engagement gift?" The man yanked her into his arms, his teeth grazing her earlobe as he murmured: "It would. But my dowry is half the capital city—when are you coming to… inspect the goods?"

Emily Bennett only realized after her rebirth that her twin sons were never David Harding's children. They were the result of a carefully orchestrated scheme by the Harding family, who sought to climb the social ladder by exploiting her father's position as a factory director. From the moment they were born, the boys were despised. After her father was stripped of his position, the Harding family shamelessly cast her and the children out onto the streets. She had to watch helplessly as her eldest son drowned and her youngest succumbed to fever, the pain carving deep into her bones. But this time, she rewrote the script. Slapping down the schemers and holding her two adorable babies close, she set off straight for the Northwest—on a journey to find their real father. "Commander Chandler, I might have... given birth to your children." Charles Chandler : "..." "If they're yours, we'll co-parent. If I'm wrong, I'll turn right back around." The man fell silent for three seconds, his gaze shifting from the twins to her striking face. "A paternity test—I'll arrange it." But before the results even came out, the Chandler family in the capital exploded— What?! Their supposedly heirless, solitary son had been approached by a stunning woman... with twin babies in tow?! Spoil them! Spoil them rotten! The Northwestern Military District was equally stunned. The cold-faced, "heirless" commander, notorious for his indifference to women, was now smiling brightly as he trailed behind a beautiful woman—while cradling two children in his arms? Heirless? With twins like these, he was anything but!

Cutting ties, I emptied the whole family's assets and snatched the jade ring from the scumbag: "Want to marry rich, stepsis? Go be a breeding machine for that loser instead!" Rumors spread like wildfire that the poor officer was infertile? One night, he hoarsely whispered between kisses, "Darling, let's have a little sister for our boys." Shocked, she asked, "You can have kids?"—only to end up begging for mercy every night. Soon, the officer's wife gave birth to multiples, shocking the entire compound: "I thought he was sterile? This fertility level could blow up your ancestors' graves!" Years later, she became a business tycoon, cherished like the apple of his eye, While her stepsister survived on scraps, wailing, "I should've been the step-mom back then!"

Marie Freeman used to be a rare genius of our time, unfortunately she died young. But fate granted her a second chance. Reborn in another woman with the same name, she embraced the memories of the original owner. Swearing to avenge the original owner, she vowed to make those who hurt her savor the taste of defeat. They tried to poison her, but she healed herself and transformed into a stunning beauty. They believed her to be ignorant, yet she excelled in every aspect. As she steadily climbed up to the peak, determined to reclaim her pride, she aimed to let the world know she wasn't one to be trampled upon. She‘s born to shine!

In her past life, Katherine Bishop had been betrayed by her husband and sister, stripped of her dignity, and burned alive—her death filled with unrelenting hatred. Reborn, she set her sights on the most powerful man in the southern kingdom—Alexander Griffin. By the steamy springs, she offered herself with a bold proposition: "I'll cure your Butterfly Curse. In return, make me your queen." If she was going to climb, she might as well cling to the mightiest tree. Alexander Griffin, entranced by the cunning beauty before him, smirked. "The title of queen is yours." Now safely under his protection, Katherine wielded both medicine and poison with deadly precision. Ruined and forced into servitude? She would rise higher—claiming the War King himself, cutting down her enemies without hesitation. Deceived and used until she had nothing left? This time, she would be the hunter, ensuring vengeance struck at her command—no mercy, no delay. But later, when Katherine tried to vanish after taking everything she wanted, the indomitable War King refused to let go. Threats and sweet words failed—so he resorted to chains. "My darling," he growled, "you belong to me—now and forever."

Daughter on the brink of death, Blair Wright was heartlessly abandoned by his ex-wife. In utter despair, he encountered a wealthy heiress—only to discover the dragon within him had awakened... From that moment on, Blair Wright, infused with the power of the dragon's bloodline, began his unstoppable rise through the city!

She died betrayed by her sister, grieving the deaths of her mother, brother, and the husband she had wrongly hated—until he died protecting her. Now reborn, she won't make the same mistakes. This time, she exposes the fake heiress, protects her family, and reclaims her inheritance. When warned not to marry the ruthless CEO, Victor Halifax, she smiles and says, "I've loved him for years. I'll marry no one but him." Her family thinks she's crazy. But Victor, feared by all, is more than willing to indulge his fierce little wife. When told she's fighting again, he replies, "Send more men. Don't let her hurt her hands." A second chance. A powerful love. And sweet revenge that no one sees coming.

After being transmigrated into a period romance, Isabella Parker becomes the short-lived cannon-fodder character—only to find herself freshly married to Oliver Hayes when a thunderbolt hits: the entire family is about to be exiled. In the original story, she and her husband exist only as stepping stones. Framed by enemies, forced to make way for the male and female leads' "plot armor," they end up dying in the wilderness. Isabella scoffs. Cannon fodder? Not a chance. Armed with a spatial storage dimension and her medical skills, she stays calm on her wedding night—first emptying her enemies' hidden stockpiles, hoarding mountains of supplies, then marching off to exile with her officer husband Oliver Hayes, head held high. But the so-called "main couple" are Heaven's favorites and won't stop targeting her. The original female lead clings to a system, coveting Isabella's spatial trump card and repeatedly trying to sabotage her and steal her abilities? Isabella flips the script, hijacks the system's energy, and turns every petty trick into fuel for her own rise. And when that same heroine regrets breaking off the engagement and tries to use her protagonist halo to lure away Isabella's husband… Isabella only raises a brow and watches. Her Captain Hayes is a cold-blooded ironclad soldier—his eyes hold only his wife and his country. No amount of "plot armor" is ever going to steal him away.

Arda Johnson only discovered on her deathbed that half her husband's salary had been supporting his "white moonlight"—his unattainable first love. Even the twins she bore called another woman "Mom." The night the whole family celebrated the other woman's birthday, she died alone on a cold, barren bed. When she was reborn on the day her husband secretly pocketed his wages again, she immediately reported him to the Women's Federation and publicly exposed the money orders: "This 'sworn sister' spends three hundred a month? Divorce! The kids stay with me—you and your precious 'white moonlight' can get lost!" When her ex-husband knelt outside the department store begging for reconciliation, she was already in the arms of a high-ranking military officer, picking out diamonds: "Heard you thought she was just a spendthrift?" The man crushed his cigarette with a low chuckle. "Now, what she earns in a single day could keep your 'white moonlight' living in luxury for ten lifetimes."

"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."