She unexpectedly traveled to the materially scarce 1970s, becoming a pitiful girl living under someone else's roof. Her ruthless cousin not only stole her job but also secretly signed her up for the countryside, even pushing her to her death. After waking up, she no longer endured the exploitation and bullying from her hypocritical uncle's family. She publicly exposed their ingratitude and took back the money and subsidies left by her parents. Armed with the spiritual spring space she accidentally unlocked, she set off for the countryside with supplies and determination. A brand new life, belonging entirely to her, is about to unfold passionately in the vast world.

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!

The 19-year-old Penelope was forced to sell herself to an old man after being plotted against by her family. Unexpectedly, the old man turned out to be a handsome and wealthy CEO! The CEO not only wanted to sleep with her, but also turned into a beast and suck her blood!

A cultivation powerhouse from another realm, Serena Whitaker wakes up reborn in the modern world—now the "poor girl" a wealthy family brought back from the countryside. In their eyes, she's a hopeless mess: reckless with money, addicted to booze, and barely literate. Even Veronica Whitaker, the family's cherished "heiress," sneers that Serena won't even make it into college. Then Serena's masks start getting ripped off—one after another. A viral guzheng virtuoso. A ghostly miracle doctor. A martial arts prodigy. A top-tier, record-breaking film queen… Elite academies fight to recruit her.

【Growth-oriented Metaphysics Pro + Face-slapping Pampering + Family Destruction - the Perfect Delightful Read for Mindless Fun】 After being expelled from the Xu family, Xu Yuan discovered that she was, in fact, the true-born daughter of the extremely wealthy Si family based in Kyoto, lost in the outside world. However, she was seen as ugly and malicious. Her biological father, and her five brothers, took turns to warn her - never to return home, and keep her identity a secret! Facing the wary disdain of her immediate family, Xu Yuan moved on without looking back. Until one day, Old Master Zhuge, from the rival faction to the powerful Si family, came unexpectedly, his back covered in thorns. "Mr. Si, if your daughter is willing to lend a hand, the Zhuge family is willing to share half of our assets with her!" Only then did the Si family realize that their daughter, who they had been so wary of, was actually the highly sought-after expert in metaphysics that the entire high society had been searching for! ----------- With the assistance of a system, she mastered fate-reading, Fengshui, ghost-banishing, and talisman-drawing, securing success effortlessly! By pure accident, Xu Yuan rose to the top of the metaphysics world. She wanted to stay low-profile. Yet, the state had repeatedly exposed her pseudonym! That highly regarded, but eventually handicapped, Fourth Master Shang dared to announce on his public blog: @XuYuan, my dear wife.

The moment the silver-laced whip touched my back, I hissed. The whip came down again, leaving a cut that was worse than the last one, and I felt my skin slash open with a fresh wound. “Should we carry out twenty-two? As usual,” his laugh was menacing. “Or twenty-two times two?” Once more, he brought the whip down, and I yelled in agony because I was unable to hold it in any longer.

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.

The moment Vivian Wallace opened her eyes, she realized she had transmigrated into the role of a pitiful cannon fodder true heiress in a period novel. The original host had been pushed into a river by her adoptive mother, only to end up tricked into marrying an army officer. After marriage, instead of following her husband to the military base, she stayed at her adoptive mother's home like a servant—doing the hardest labor, eating the least food, while her husband's living allowance was all pocketed by the adoptive mother. She even gave birth to twins, but never told her husband about them. Then famine struck. The allowance stopped. The adoptive mother forced her to remarry—even threatened to sell the children for food. The children starved to death. The husband died from severe injuries on the battlefield, never knowing he had once been a father. Vivian Wallace, now a cross-disciplinary expert in both traditional and modern medicine: …Who the hell wrote this plot? She was going to smash their skull in! But the real kicker? The system informed her—this pitiful, tragic original host was none other than her past self. What now? She had to make up for the maternal love she owed those children in her past life. After swiftly dealing with the scumbags, Vivian immediately packed up and set off with the twins to find their father at the military base. Dragging a donkey cart, carrying two four-and-a-half-year-old toddlers, she fled the impoverished mountain village under the watchful eyes of the entire town. After a grueling journey, she finally reunited with her officer husband. Matthew Reid stared at the two ragged children—miniature versions of himself—and confirmed they were indeed his. The cold-faced officer instantly transformed into a doting father, overflowing with paternal love. But he never could have imagined that his rough, dark-skinned bride from the countryside would transform into a fair-skinned, delicate beauty within just two months! Not only that—she wielded her medical skills like a miracle worker, snatching him back from the jaws of death. Rumors claimed she was illiterate? Yet here she was, excelling in both scholarship and combat, even getting recruited as an orthopedic specialist by the military hospital. When her in-laws saw her again, they gasped: "This girl… why does she look just like our old comrade's descendant?" The true heiress had returned—and the impostor was panicking! This time, Vivian Wallace had it all: a mystical spring in her grasp, a child in her arms, and the dashing regimental commander by her side. With one hand, she rewrote fate; with the other, she unlocked cheat-mode—living a charmed life others wouldn't dare dream of!

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…

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.

Ye Wushuang, the young master of a downtrodden family, was falsely accused of having ill intentions towards his younger aunt on the night of his wedding. His hand and foot bones were broken, his meridians were destroyed, and his mother and sister suffered endless humiliation. On the brink of death permeated with resentment, he merges with the memories of his past life as a Heavenly Emperor and fully awakens. Good or evil, everyone will receive their dues in the end - only the timing is in dispute. The shame of today will be avenged in the future! His enemies of the past now sit securely at the peak of the heavenly realm. His former disciple as well, has become a peerless powerhouse. His past love, still longs for his return. Who dares to claim supremacy in the eternal interweavings of past and present, if not for me? Witness as Ye Wushuang, in this life, with only himself and his sword, climbs back to the pinnacle! Slaying three thousand gods, exterminating demons in every direction, dominating all realms, to become the eternal king of all ages!

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."

When Vivian Clark woke up, she had transmigrated into the unlucky female side character of a period novel. Born as the true heiress of a military compound, she was swapped at birth and spent eighteen years in the countryside. The moment she was brought back, she was expected to engage in a vicious rivalry with the fake heiress. Vivian glanced at the script and sneered: Who in their right mind would sign up for this mess? Without hesitation, she chose the second path—packing her bags to join the rural labor movement, with a side mission of seducing the most handsome man in the military district. The original male lead was described as devastatingly handsome, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist—exactly her type. Vivian's plan was flawless: Win him over, secure an easy life, and spite the original female lead—two birds with one stone. So she made sure to cross his path every chance she got: "Comrade, I feel dizzy… I can't walk another step." "Your hands are so nice—can I hold one?" "The moonlight is beautiful tonight… but you're even more breathtaking." The man remained stoic on the surface, but the tips of his ears burned crimson. Just as he finished drafting their marriage application in the dead of night—Vivian suddenly realized— Wait a minute… Isn't this guy supposed to be the original male lead?! Which meant… she'd been flirting with the wrong man this entire time?! Ethan Mitchell, the renowned "untouchable flower" of the military district, was so aloof and restrained that people often wondered if he even possessed human desires. Until that new young educated youth appeared. Bold yet clumsy, she fluttered into his life like a butterfly deliberately crashing into his arms. He knew full well she had ulterior motives, yet he allowed himself to sink deeper with each step. Then came her panicked confession: "Wait—I think I got the wrong person?" Ethan's eyes darkened as he pinned her against the wall, his voice dangerously low: "Thinking of running now? Too late."

Declan was a doctor, he sacrificed everything for his girlfriend, who ended up betraying him. He wanted revenge. He got a magical mask at this time, he put it on but didn't know the mask held the power that could stir up one's deepest desire, it gifted Declan a superpower--golden finger. Declan's brain was implanted with a full set of high medical skills. Since then, Declan was able to cure any wounds and scars, with one touch, he could stop one's bleeding, read all biodata from any person, and diagnose diseases without any medical equipment, and held the power to cure even cancer and leukaemia. But the power on his golden finger could run out if overused, he needed to recharge it, and the only way to regain power was women. And right now there were two women before him, one was his ex, another one was...

Margaret Lawton lay trampled underfoot by her impostor sister, who sneered, "Trash like you should crawl back to the countryside!" When she opened her eyes again, the centuries-old matriarch of a renowned medical dynasty had awakened within her. Twirling a silver needle between her fingers, Margaret smirked, "Tell me, dear sister… which acupuncture point do you think would make you laugh uncontrollably for three whole days?" After being brought back to the elite circles of the capital, her fake sister flaunted her piano mastery—only for Margaret to effortlessly play a long-lost ancient composition. When the impostor boasted about her prestigious degree, Margaret simply slipped on her white coat as a revered national physician. Margaret's ears burned crimson as she pushed him away. "Who said I'd marry you?" Undeterred, he slid a black card into her palm, his voice dripping with temptation. "Then why don't you marry me instead? My dowry includes a private island in the Pacific—and me, yours to poke with needles whenever you please."

"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him." Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack—until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her. But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale. For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares. When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken. Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged: ☽ That night wasn't an accident ☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift ☽ And now every Alpha—including her ex-husband—will fight to claim her Too bad she's done being owned. *** Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric. "You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine." A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you." "You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."

When Christine Woods collapses into a hospital bed from unbearable pain, her husband's response is colder than the IV dripping into her veins: "Stop pretending to be sick." That same night, a single social media post shatters her marriage--Neil Caffery, intimate with the first love he once claimed was dead. Three years of marriage. Three years of neglect, indifference, and quiet self-deception. In that moment, Christine finally understands the truth: she was never a wife--only a substitute. Not wanting to live as a substitute any longer, she divorced her husband. After divorce, Christine started her new life, achieving success both in career and love. Seeing her so radiant and successful, her scumbag husband beg her to come back. "Hazel, I know I was wrong. Please come back." However, before Christine could respond, the country's richest man kicked him and held Christine's waist, "Who are you? Stop pestering my wife!" His voice was cold, his presence imposing. Christine looked at him and snorted, "When did I agree to marry you?" "Baby, are you still angry about last night? I promise, I will be gentle next time." The man said, looking at her playfully. Christine hit his chest playfully, her face turning red.

Waking up one day, Alice Harper—a landlady who owned thirty properties—found herself transmigrated into the unlucky cannon fodder of a period novel. The original owner, deceived by her so-called best friend, had given up everything for love, only to meet a tragic end in the countryside. Alice Harper stared at her youthful, radiant reflection in the mirror, then thought about the original owner's enviable double-income family and secure job at the department store… She decisively tore up the script: This kind of "blessing"? No thanks! As for that "best friend" who tried to swindle her job? Alice Harper swiftly retaliated with an anonymous tip, sending the schemer straight to the countryside for a taste of hard labor. Perhaps as a perk of transmigration, she unexpectedly gained access to a mysterious space. Inside, it was empty—except for a mountain of gold bars. Alice Harper calmly closed the space: Well, not exactly useful, but nice to look at. She resolved to focus on her job, quietly saving up, waiting for the economic reforms to kick in so she could return to her landlady roots! Nothing would distract her from her money-making mission! Until one day, her cousin brought home a comrade-in-arms for a visit. The tall, broad-shouldered pilot saluted her, ears tinged red as he asked, "Comrade, may I have the pleasure of knowing you?" Alice Harper, who had remained single for two lifetimes, felt her heart skip a beat. Hmm… maybe love wouldn't interfere with her property investments after all? After marriage, she realized she'd struck gold— Her soldier husband handed over his entire paycheck, took care of all household chores, and was a pro at parenting. Her in-laws doted on her like their own daughter, cooking up delicious meals for her every day. Alice Harper lounged in a rocking chair in the yard, nibbling on fruit her husband had peeled for her, gazing contentedly at the numbers in their savings book as she swung her feet. "Honey, how many years until the next reform?" "What's the rush?" The man bent down to kiss the corner of her lips. "Let's take our time dating first."

[Rebirth + Comeback + Cross-Dimensional Trade + Business Empire] While others faced unemployment after graduation, Jill Wright faced bankruptcy. She woke up one morning to inherit millions in debt. Her younger brother had fled overseas with all the cash, leaving her to face a horde of creditors. To dodge loan sharks, her grandfather handed her a batch of counterfeit antiques—then spread the word, ensuring every debt collector came knocking at her door. Yet among those fakes lay genuine treasures, unexpectedly unlocking the door to an interdimensional marketplace. A destitute prince, shivering and starving at the frontier, wandered into her factory. His eyes lit up at the sight of her unsold winter coats. He promptly hauled over crates of authentic relics: "I'll take them all!" A tribal chieftain, awestruck by her advanced farming tools, reverently offered a gnarled, thousand-year-old wild ginseng root. A spoiled heir from the future, passing through, gaped in disbelief before showering her with cutting-edge self-defense gadgets—then eagerly snatched up her freshly harvested fruits and vegetables. Before long, her failing factory wasn’t just surviving—it was thriving, orders pouring in faster than she could handle. Jill expanded to the provincial capital, then the imperial city, until her empire stretched nationwide. As for those snobbish relatives and obnoxious suitors? She smirked. "Get lost." Business boomed, and so did her admirers. Until one day, a certain arrogant tycoon could no longer sit still. "Miss Wright," he said, lips curling. "I have a lifetime project to discuss with you."

One Day Before the Apocalypse Catherine Lane was forcibly bound to a system. This self-proclaimed "Rental System" creature grandly gifted her an entire residential complex right off the bat. The system brandished its tiny whip: "Our goal is—to become the most legendary landlady in history!" Catherine Lane: "What the actual hell..." Official Synopsis: The apocalypse is coming, and humanity faces an existential crisis. In these dire times, a safe haven untouched by zombies becomes priceless. Catherine Lane watches her rental units fill up one after another, her heart swelling with satisfaction—she's getting closer and closer to her dream of lounging around and counting stacks of cash! But the system never plays by the rules. When a new ancient-world dimension suddenly unlocks, Catherine is left in tears. Damn this scammy system! All her hard work vanishes in an instant. Beside her, a certain someone who's been watching her intently murmurs, "Don't be afraid. I'll always be here with you."