For seven years, Rose Bennett was Ryan Knight’s secret wife. While all of New York believed Samantha Hikk would become Mrs. Knight, Rose silently endured a cold marriage to a man who never loved her. Until one night, Samantha is rushed into Rose’s emergency room pregnant… and Ryan is the one protecting her. That is the night Rose stops loving him. What Ryan never knew was that Rose had already given birth to his daughter years ago after he rejected both mother and child without hesitation. So Rose walks away—with only two suitcases, a hidden daughter, and the shattered remains of seven years. But the woman Ryan abandoned is no ordinary wife. Rose is the hidden genius behind Aetheris Medical AI, the revolutionary system about to change the entire medical world. As Rose rises to the top, becoming untouchable, powerful, and impossible to replace, Ryan finally realizes the devastating truth— He didn’t lose a woman who loved him. He lost the only woman he would ever love. And by then, even their daughter no longer calls him father.

【Military Marriage + 1970s Era + True and False Heiresses + Marriage Before Love + Adorable Baby + Group Adoration】 Livia Forsythe accidentally transmigrated into the body of the true heiress from the 1970s—overweight, unattractive, and utterly despised. On the very day she arrived, she was forced into a marriage certificate, and her new husband made no effort to hide his disgust. "I could never love you," he declared coldly. But Livia was never one to wallow in self-pity. If this was her fate, she’d make the best of it. No drama, no schemes—just a quiet determination to turn her life around. She shed the extra weight, transformed her appearance, and built a career from scratch. She silenced the naysayers and, little by little, melted her husband’s icy heart. Once the most disliked military wife in the compound, she soon became the darling of the entire base. Even her husband’s gaze grew warmer, more possessive. Teasingly, she reminded him, "Commander, didn’t you want a divorce to chase after your ‘white moonlight’? Go ahead. I won’t stop you." But the man closed the distance between them, his voice low and rough. "Sweetheart, our child needs a father." "There is no ‘white moonlight.’ You’re the only one I’ve ever loved."

Luna Elena Frost was never chosen, only assigned. Bound to Alpha Alaric Ashbourne through a cold contractual marriage, she endures three years as a Luna in name only. He never comes home, never defends her, and never looks at her, while his heart belongs to another woman. At his grandmother’s funeral, Alaric publicly dissolves their marriage, humiliating Elena before the entire pack. In that moment, she finally understands the truth. She was never wanted. But the Moon has not abandoned her. A forgotten night resurfaces. Her long-silent wolf begins to awaken. And secrets buried within her bloodline start to surface, drawing danger from every direction. Cast out by the pack that once used her, Elena must flee, survive, and uncover her true power. Only then does the Alpha realize his mistake. By the time he turns back in regret, the Luna he rejected may already be gone forever.

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!

Ye Chen was supposed to be the Heavenly Son of a generation, but his family regarded him as a sinner on his 10th birthday. After that, he was stripped of his identity and abandoned by his own father in the wilderness, leaving him to his own fate! Eight years later, the Heaven's pride of a generation returned and rose to power. He stepped on all the people in the world and took over all the things in the world with one hand! The city of invincibility and pride were all in this book!

Yun Chuliang is a top-notch actress and the Devilish Magic Doctor with a bright future, but she accidentally time-traveled to ancient times. Luckily, she still had excellent medical skills. In this world, her mother was murdered, her brother was sick, and her stepmother and stepsister were hypocrites. She managed to find the killer, saved her brother, and fought against the hypocrites. She was so brave that neither being disfigured nor being framed could intimidate her. However, she panicked when the handsome man proposed to her. "Are you sure that you want to marry me?" Yun Chuliang asked the man. "Don't you dare say no!" Feng Siye's brows furrowed!

?? Arranged-marriage → slow-burn sugar rush) At twenty-seven, Evelyn Parker discovered—almost by accident—that she wasn't her parents' biological child. Overnight, she traded one set of parents for another, and even picked up a brand-new fiancé. Her replacement fiancé, Liam Bennett, was famous in the capital for being rigid, stone-faced, and stingy with words; everyone gave him a wide, respectful berth. The gossip mill was certain this hastily stitched couple would stay married in name only and fall apart before long. Evelyn Parker didn't know how to love, and she didn't ask for love in return—so the arrangement suited her perfectly. Year One of the marriage, Evelyn Parker came down with something and was stuck in bed. Past midnight, Liam Bennett walked in: "Evelyn Parker, are you hurting?" "Not too bad." Before the sentence finished, she was pulled into a warm chest. Liam Bennett: "Next time just say yes. I'll come comfort you." Year Two, winter. Evelyn Parker's flight touched down in Beijing; a blizzard slammed the city and the temperature nosedived. The man drove for hours, showed up at the airport carrying a coat and a pair of shoes. "Evelyn, put this on." He knelt in front of her, oblivious to the crowd, and slipped the shoes onto her feet. Later that photo tore through every group chat in their circle.

Amelia Reid had hidden her true identity while dating her boyfriend, the illegitimate son of a wealthy family, for five years. But when he was officially recognized by the family, his true colors emerged—he swiftly married a socialite and dumped Amelia. Only then did she realize he had been cheating on her for three years. Unrepentant, the scumbag continued to humiliate her. "You can't help secure my position, but she can. You're useless—she's different." "You're beautiful, and I still love you. If you're willing to be my secret mistress, we can still be together." Amelia slapped him hard. "Get lost!" After the breakup, Amelia turned around and hooked her arm around the scumbag's older brother. "Hey there, handsome. Wanna go out?" The man gripped her waist. "Little sister-in-law, was my worthless brother not enough for you?" When the scumbag saw Amelia with someone else, his eyes burned with jealousy—only then did he discover her countless hidden identities. She was the heir to the world's most powerful family. The richest person alive. A tech genius. A top-tier designer. The queen of finance… Regret consumed him. He fell to his knees, begging. "I'm divorced now. I can marry you!" But the most powerful man in the city stepped between them, shielding Amelia. "Try laying a finger on my wife—I dare you."

After being reborn, Sharon saved a child, only to be entangled by the child's billionaire uncle, Robert. Robert was pathologically violent, brutal, and cold-blooded. Sharon repeatedly crossed the line, oblivious of her boundaries. Everyone was waiting for Robert to torment her to death. But unexpectedly, Robert spoiled her to the skies. Robert said, "My wife is very powerful, if I don't pamper her, she'll be snatched away." Everyone didn't believe until Sharon's hidden identity was revealed. Leading scientists were her fans, top movie stars recognized her as their benefactor. A mysterious organization chased after her to be their leader, a top lawyer worshipped her...

[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.

[Face-Slapping Power Fantasy + OP Female Lead + Mystic Arts + Adorable Beasties + Non-Stop Gags + Whole-Family Fave] She was supposed to be the darling of a cliché-rich Mary Sue script, yet a single car crash left Rosalind Blackwood in a vegetative state No one knew she’d actually transmigrated—cultivated all the way to immortality—and then transmigrated back. Hold up! Her family’s gone bankrupt Her second brother mistook some random girl for his “white moonlight” because of a bracelet and turned into her pathetic simp Her third brother got bullied at school and ended up crippled Her fourth sister is actually the real heiress who was swapped at birth And her own life had become someone else’s stepping-stone, trodden on for clout Turns out the whole clan were scripted villains, pure cannon fodder—an entire audience waiting to laugh at their downfall. Rosalind Blackwood: …Hah. Jokes on you; I’m here to deliver shock therapy instead. Face-reading, fortune-telling, demon-busting, talisman-painting, pill-refining—she unveils her skill set one by one. Big shots from every field crawl to her door begging for a single divination or one measly pill. Even the grand masters of the Esoteric Sect call her “Senior.” The ones who once abandoned her now sob and kneel for forgiveness—but before Rosalind can open her mouth, a crowd of heavy weights already boots them out. Get in line if you wanna beg! Soon after, ruins of an ancient sect surface; Rosalind takes one look—the plaque above the gate is unmistakably hers. Could this be her cultivation world centuries later? Then…her master, her disciples—and that certain pain-in-the-neck guy—could they all be here too?

I died the day before my husband's wedding to his new lover. After six years of marriage, he claimed he was bored and turned to a younger, fresher girl. While I battled cancer, he couldn't even spare me a glance. On the day of my death, I couldn’t resist making one last call to him, my voice trembling with desperation: "Ethan... I'm dying. Could you... come see me?" He hung up without a second thought. "Tell me when you're actually dead." The next day, the hearse carrying my body passed his wedding procession on the street. The man who once hated me most threw everything aside—abandoning his bride, sprinting toward me like a madman... Regret? Too late. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to three years earlier. This time, I decided to let go—to walk away from Ethan Thompson's life for good. But then... *he* lost his mind.

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.

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.

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

Sophia Yeats believed her bond with her husband was unbreakable—until she discovered the marriage certificate she treasured was a forgery! Her husband had secretly been married to her mentor for five long years. She had been their shield, bearing the brunt of gossip as the "barren wife," even raising their child in ignorance. Furious, Sophia dialed a number and declared, "I am unmarried and childless. All inheritance belongs solely to me." Then, without hesitation, she walked away from the Whitaker family. After Sophia left, Ethan Whitaker assumed she had nowhere to turn, smugly waiting for her to come crawling back. But soon, he saw her again--this time in the headlines of a nationwide sensation. There she stood, commanding billions in assets, side by side with a powerful tycoon, bathed in admiration and envy. Ethan was consumed by regret. Desperate, he bombarded her with messages, pleading, "Sophia, I was wrong. Can we start over?" Yet before she could respond, the formidable man beside her stepped forward, his gaze icy and possessive. "My wife," he warned, his voice laced with dominance, "is not for anyone to covet."

Yessie Hartwell slipped in the bathroom and, with one careless step, landed in the 1970s. The moment she opened her eyes, a top-tier military titan—Sean Yates—was at the door proposing marriage. The man was devastatingly handsome, impeccably refined, and from a family so distinguished that his credentials left nothing to be desired. She hesitated only a moment before accepting. She’d assumed it would be a marriage of convenience; instead, married life exceeded every expectation. Sean Yates was ruthless on the battlefield, but at home he turned into the perfect twenty-four-filial husband. He handed over every cent of his salary, took care of every chore, and put her first in everything, spoiling her until she could do no wrong. Plenty of rotten peach blossoms fluttered around him, yet none could get close—after all, sabotaging a military marriage was a serious crime. Her in-laws were refreshingly easy. Her mother-in-law kept a polite distance and never lived under the same roof, sparing them endless petty conflicts. Her father-in-law doted on her and the child like priceless treasures, secretly mailing goodies to the family compound. No matter how her mother-in-law fumed—“a daughter’s child is still a grandchild!”—he stood firm: “Only the legitimate grandson counts.” Yessie Hartwell gave a calm smile; her child was, of course, the one and only legitimate grandson. Days passed in leisurely comfort. She spent her time teasing the baby and, when bored, gossiping with the neighbors in the military housing compound. As Sean Yates climbed the ranks, the couple relocated with the army to the capital, leaping another rung on the social ladder. No one expected that a casual project of hers would explode at the Canton Fair, raking in twenty million U.S. dollars in foreign exchange. Bathed in glory, she graced newspaper headlines and stood on the stage of an official commendation ceremony, living the life everyone else could only envy.

Alt title: “Help! The Villain Keeps E (Over)hearing My Homophone Rewrite of the Plot” [Rich-family farce, darling of the clan, face-slapping on variety shows] Eliana Quinn woke up. In the novel she'd grown up in a pigsty; once the wealthy clan fetched her home they doted on her nonstop. Easy win—she clearly had the “pampered real-daughter” script! Turns out the fake heiress is the true heroine. Furious that the family now spoils Eliana Quinn, the fake heiress flips identities and becomes the richest tycoon's daughter, eventually driving the Qin family to ruin. Eliana Quinn: …? To rescue her bankrupt mom, jailed dad, and shattered big bro, she binds a “Homophone Plot-Edit System.” Parents both dead → Parents both kings Sit waiting for death → Sit waiting for cash Her eavesdropping relatives: Is she some kind of genius? - Her fiancé falls for the fake heiress; Eliana Quinn has no male partner, and the marriage-reality show she once signed up for now demands sky-high breach-of-contract fees. She bites the bullet and pretends to be the missing big-shot's girlfriend. Afraid no one will buy it, she posts daily “doting-wife” lit: 【I'm such a little road-idiot; at every crossroads hubby kisses me and teaches me the way】 【Hubby says: Be good, stop cooking—eating you fills me up】 Viewers: Where did this clingy wife come from? What she doesn't know: every line is being heard by the tycoon stranded on a deserted island. - One day the fake heiress brings in a cold, regal man. Eliana Quinn stares blankly. Fake heiress, smug: “Eliana Quinn, don't you recognize your husband?” Just when she thinks the lie is busted— The tycoon grabs her hand, his stunning face pitiful: “Wifey, I was wrong—please don't pretend you don't know me, okay?” Eliana Quinn: Viewers: Hold up, you were writing documentary lit?

At the wedding, Monica Harper stood in her bridal gown as the pregnant mistress pointed an accusing finger and hurled insults at her. Without hesitation, Monica tossed aside her veil, left the cheating groom behind, and walked away with her head held high. In a picturesque little town, she stumbled straight into the arms of Liam Clark—rugged, devastatingly handsome. A roguish grin curved Liam’s lips. "What a coincidence. I got jilted today too. Wanna make it a pair?" One reckless night. He had returned from the battlefield, having witnessed the darkest depths of humanity—yet now, he held the purest girl in his arms. She was a beacon of light, cutting through the shadows of his bleak existence. He was an unshakable fortress, shielding her from all harm. Fate brought them together that night—two souls destined to be one.

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!