Corporate slave Chloe Summers transmigrates into the story as the stand-in for the elusive white moonlight—and her only life goal is to cash in. The tycoon CEO orders her to dance? She throws on a white gown and breaks into a finger-tutting routine that goes viral in seconds. He commands her to sing? She belts out a power ballad with such raw emotion that the entire bar falls into stunned silence. When the white moonlight tries to set her up, Chloe slides over her résumé—with a certified premium nanny certificate attached as a bonus. A wealthy heiress waves cash to humiliate her? Chloe’s eyes glisten: “My long-lost benefactor—finally, you’ve arrived!” Her deadbeat dad racks up a 100K gambling debt. The debt collectors brandish knives: “Pay up, or we take a finger!” Chloe beams: “One finger for a hundred K? Be my guest—take them all, and you still owe me nine hundred K!” Her manipulative mom pulls out the guilt card. Chloe blinks innocently: “Guilt? Sorry, that’s not in my emotional vocabulary… If I don’t have a conscience, nobody can guilt-trip me!”

【Slender-waisted, soft-bodied, sweetly seductive Film Empress × abstinent, steel-hard Special-Ops Captain. Sugar-dusted romance, both virgins, secret identities, pampered by the whole world.】 BREAKING! Fake heiress Iris Whitmore reportedly kidnapped and killed! Condolences! Reality: Captain Kingsley snatched her from the jaws of death. From that moment on, the entertainment world gained a breathtaking, all-skills-unlocked national goddess Iris Whitmore. Five years later, Iris Whitmore clings to the ice-cold Captain Kingsley, unleashing her waist-hooking tricks, tempting him day after day. Who knew the captain was immune to women? He punished her ruthlessly and warned: “I already have a girlfriend.” Realizing she can’t move him, Iris Whitworth gives up and lectures herself: “Girl, you’re the unrivaled beauty of showbiz—money, power, suitors circling the globe… I don’t need him.” Suddenly, the hot search explodes again: BREAKING! Young Master Caldwell proposes to Film Empress Whitmore! Just as everyone thinks wedding bells are ringing, paparazzi catch the empress slim waist locked in a camo-clad man’s arm, boarding a helicopter in broad daylight. He pins her against the glass and kisses her senseless. One night later, Captain Kingsley narrows his dangerous phoenix eyes and orders: “You think you can tease me then marry someone else? Dream on!” From that day forward, the captain sticks to Iris Whitmore’s waist like glue and ends up bending his own for her. “Be good, baby, don’t run. My waist is yours to play with.” Captain Kingsley: I fell for you the moment you started chasing me five years ago love carved into my bones, impossible to uproot.

Three-and-a-half-year-old little immortal treasure Rosie was kicked down the mountain by her unreliable master: "Master is going to chase a little nun, you go down the mountain and find your biological mother to live with!" Rosie obediently went down the mountain and immediately ran into her wealthy biological mother being ruthlessly gaslit by her scumbag father! The sweet little cotton-padded jacket her mother had raised with painstaking effort for three years wasn't her child at all, but the illegitimate daughter of the scumbag father and his green tea mistress! Watching everyone kept in the dark, Rosie tilted her chubby little face and exposed the truth on the spot: "Mommy! The little sister you raised was secretly born by Daddy and the bad auntie, she's not your baby!" One sentence directly overturned the wealthy family's false mask! Demolition max level! The scumbag father flew into a rage from humiliation, forcing the biological mother to leave with nothing and get out empty-handed. Tiny Rosie puffed out her little chest, fiercely protecting her mom: "Bad people don't bully Mommy! Rosie can catch ghosts, can draw talismans, from now on I'll support Mommy!" Before the little cute baby could show her skills, four sister-doting crazy uncles arrived at the doorstep by helicopter! All big shots crushing them, the scumbag father and green tea were ruthlessly slapped in the face, completely overturned! On the first day following her uncles back to the wealthy family, Rosie was directly stunned. Throughout the huge mansion, shadows of wandering spirits floated everywhere! She saw through the truth at a glance: the family's fortune had been secretly stolen, and four super handsome uncles were about to encounter catastrophic disaster! Rosie gripped her little peach wood sword, childish yet domineering: "Uncles don't panic! Watch me summon heavenly thunder to blast these bad things!" Big uncle's corporation on the verge of bankruptcy? Rosie casually threw out a wealth-attracting talisman, directly defying fate and helping uncle ascend to business emperor! Second uncle's acting career being blackened, reputation collapsing across the internet? Rosie joined a variety show, live-stream fortune-telling exploding in popularity across the web, helping uncle wash white and become a god! Third uncle the detective encountering assassination on a case, life in danger? Rosie shouldered her little peach wood sword, full of confidence: "It's fine, Rosie will go to the underworld and snatch uncle's soul back!" One rainy night, Rosie conveniently picked up a badly injured, cold-eyed little boy. Who knew it would directly unlock a heaven-defying hidden buff! He was the only one who could bear all heavenly punishment for her and protect her whole life! Purple heavenly thunder fell across the sky, the little teenager desperately shielded Rosie in his arms, voice hoarse yet firm: "Rosie don't be afraid, with me here, heavenly punishment can't harm you in the slightest."

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!

She gave everything, only to receive a divorce paper in return. Yet after two years of relentless effort, her reward was her husband returning home in glory with a new lover by his side, his icy words cutting deep: *"Your sacrifices meant nothing."* With her heart turned to ashes, Clara signed the divorce papers and walked away without looking back. When news of the divorce broke, the Shen Corporation was thrown into chaos: key employees resigned one after another, major business partners refused to recognize any signature but Clara’s, and hidden opportunists seized the moment to stir up trouble. Watching his empire crumble, the once-arrogant Henry Myers finally bowed his head in desperation, offering her a 5% stake in the company. *"Come back,"* he pleaded. *"The company needs you."* High society waited eagerly to see her downfall, unaware that the woman they dismissed as a "discarded wife" was already a major shareholder of the formidable Xingzhou Group, a leading professor at KY International Medical Research Institute, the last protégé of a legendary artist… and the most feared assassin in the underworld. When the Shen family plunged into crisis once more, Henry Myers knelt in the pouring rain outside her door, his voice thick with regret. *"Clara, I was wrong! It was you who carried me out of that pile of corpses all those years ago, wasn’t it? Please… forgive me..."*

Anita doesn't expect for the cold CEO Liam Jackson to fall in love with her and choose her over her best friend Temisa Patrick. She submit an application for a job with them, but was offered the job as his assistant secretary. She never thought of him, falling in love with her, but then it all happened. What will she do when her best friend is his fiancee, run away for her best friend sake, even though she knows she loves him, and has already slept with him in his office., or stay and accept his marriage proposal to her?.

On the night of her 18th birthday, Leah Hart walks in on her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend. Humiliated and heartbroken, she runs into the woods where she's nearly killed by a wolf. But alas, she's saved by none other than Hardin West. Ashwood High's star hockey captain and her ex-boyfriend's older brother. He's the last person she should fall for but one thing leads to another and an impulsive night changes everything. When a single photo convinces the entire school they're dating, Hardin proposes they fake the relationship until the rumors die. He wants to fix his reputation and she wants revenge. It should've been simple but nothing about Hardin West is simple. He's hiding one secret from everybody. Behind his hockey champion persona, Hardin is an Alpha. When secrets become dangerous and a fake plan sparks into something real, Hardin soon realizes Leah was never meant to be a part of his world. Or was she?

In her past life, Renesmee Stanton was tricked by her stepmother and stepsister into surrendering a family heirloom before meeting a tragic end. After experiencing 49 worlds, she is reborn at the very moment the deception begins. Though the family treasure remains safe this time, she's left disfigured, widely slandered online, and burdened with massive breach-of-contract penalties. With no other choice, she turns to side gigs—starting with a reality show. Week 1: A part-time food delivery job accidentally leads her to crack a major serial home invasion case! Haters: "Pfft. Scripted." Police Department's Official Post: "Special thanks to concerned citizen Ms. Stanton for assisting in solving a high-profile serial murder case. Reward: 100,000!" Haters: "…??" Renesmee Stanton studies the abused girl before her and declares, "That woman isn't your real mother." Miserable Girl: "What?" Renesmee: "Your birth mother is an heiress, your father a high-ranking official. This 'mother' swapped you at birth so her own daughter could live in luxury." Haters: "Sure, sure. Totally scripted." The actual heiress mother promptly transfers a 10-million divination fee. Haters: "…????" Week Three: While working her side gig as a private chef, Renesmee Stanton diagnosed a serious illness in an award-winning actress's mother just by observing her complexion. Renesmee replied calmly, "It's true. Get her to the hospital now—there's still time to treat it." Worried but unconvinced, the actress reluctantly took her mother for tests—only to discover Renesmee was right. As time passed, fans began noticing that Renesmee kept revealing astonishing hidden talents. First, she aced the national college entrance exam with a perfect score. Then, she developed a fully autonomous super anti-missile system. Renesmee merely smiled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Sorry, but these are just little side projects. My main career is still being a minor celebrity." The world collectively facepalmed: You call these 'side projects'?!

She was an exceptionally talented businesswoman, left orphaned by the death of her parents, who tragically died on the eve of her wedding due to a conspiracy. Reborn into a wealthy family, she made a powerful comeback, her ruthless and stunning demeanor shocking those who looked down on her. She swore to send her enemies to the depths of hell! He was a man of immense power and wealth, a formidable figure who navigated both the business and political worlds, making people tremble at the mere mention of his name. At their first meeting, she mistakenly wandered into the men's restroom, stripped him naked and kissed him forcefully, compensating him with only a 50-cent coin and refusing to admit her mistake. At their second encounter, the situation seemed all too familiar, but she couldn't escape as easily this time. Their third meeting was their engagement ceremony. She felt like her life was full of foreshadowing. She had only "bumped into" him twice in the restroom, yet she had attracted the attention of the most terrifying man, who turned out to be her fiancé, coming to "settle the score" with her.

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.

Cecilia Sheffield's previous life was an absolute tragedy. Her biological parents abandoned their own two children to adopt a daughter from outside the family. To take the fall for their adopted daughter, she was sent to prison, beaten, humiliated—her entire life destroyed! Her younger brother, only fourteen years old, was beaten to death with sticks, dying with hatred in his heart. Carrying a sea of blood and deep vengeance, Cecilia was reborn through blood, returning to the moment when fate diverged! In this life, she would ruthlessly cut ties with her hypocritical, selfish biological parents—whoever wanted them could have them! Take the fall for someone else? Whoever made the mistake would bear the consequences—she would never repeat the same disaster! By chance, she awakened a spirit spring space, holding heaven-defying opportunities in her hands! Starting from the bottom as a driver, she rose through the ranks, securing military positions and skyrocketing her career. The younger brother she protected rose to become a top-tier research titan, with both siblings achieving godlike status together! Originally only wanting to make money, protect her brother, and live freely, she never expected that a cold, noble tycoon from the capital would fall for her at first sight. Madly pursuing his wife, doting on her to the bone!

Rowena Ashford spent ten years mastering martial arts, slaughtered her scumbag father, avenged her mother's death, and reclaimed the family heirloom celestial pearl. At the brink of death during the final battle, her mother sacrificed her own life to give Rowena her only chance at rebirth. When she opened her eyes again, she had transmigrated straight into the 1970s, possessing the body of a pitiful cannon fodder character. The original owner had divorced parents, all close family scattered to the winds, utterly alone with no support. A swarm of toxic relatives descended like vultures to drain her dry—scheming for family property, pressing their advantage step by step, even plotting to eliminate her completely. Her snobbish fiancé, seeing her family ruined, rushed to break off the engagement with maximum humiliation. Facing this disastrous starting hand, Rowena smiled. Breaking the engagement? She couldn't ask for anything better! Whoever wanted that trash man could have him. She promptly tore apart the rotten people and their rotten schemes, then turned around and married the powerful eldest brother of his family—becoming her ex-fiancé's sister-in-law in one move. Ancient and modern souls perfectly merged, stacking top-tier buffs to the max! For brains, she possessed both ancient and modern strategic brilliance—perceptive, precise in every step, all sinister plots mere child's play before her. For verbal combat, she could dismantle toxic elders and tear apart shrewish gossipers alike, her sharp tongue and overwhelming presence securing her position as the most feared person in the City. For combat prowess, ten years of top-tier martial arts foundation—flying over eaves, close-quarters lethal strikes, her power gauge maxed out, specializing in handling all provocations and challenges. For background, her grandfather had already laid the groundwork for rehabilitation, with official backing and solid foundations, ensuring she could weather any storm with a powerful patron behind her. For her husband, the man she chose was the cream of the military-political elite family, a special operations killing machine—young, powerful, with limitless prospects, the ultimate big shot others couldn't hope to reach. The whole city watched with schadenfreude, secretly pitying her: What a pity, all that sharp brilliance, yet she married an officer diagnosed with permanent infertility, destined to die childless. Rowena, upon learning the truth, secretly rejoiced! Perfect! She feared the pain of childbirth most, and couldn't be bothered raising children—spending their whole lives as just the two of them was practically a match made in heaven! The couple kindly adopted the orphaned children of fallen comrades, believing they would live out their days in peace. Who could have predicted fate's sudden reversal—the supposedly infertile officer's body suddenly went into overdrive! First pregnancy delivered, dragon-phoenix twins bringing double joy! Before the couple could catch their breath, second pregnancy arrived promptly, adding another son! The iron-blooded big shot once condemned to lifelong childlessness directly reversed his fate to welcome three sons and one daughter!

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...

A car accident left the eldest son of the Thorn family in a vegetative state, and his fiancée sought to break off the engagement—instead, she forced his idiot sister to take her place. A sinister plot unfolds as the fool of the Davenport family is coerced into marrying into the Thorn household, only to find her new husband comatose. But just as she prepares to play the fool and exact her revenge... he wakes up! "Darling, do you take me for blind? Changing clothes right in front of me?" "Stay back! You—you lied to me! You were never paralyzed!" "And haven't you deceived me as well?" Absalom Thorn pulled the so-called fool of the Davenport family close, pressing her firmly against the wall. "Whoever said you were an idiot, hmm?"

Stella Avery, the only daughter of the richest man on the planet, had just picked up her limited-edition supercar when, while rubber-necking from a bridge, the crowd collapsed the iron span—and she plunged straight into a melodramatic period novel. She woke up as the capitalist heiress of Harbor City in the book: the original owner was arrogant and vicious, always at odds with the heroine, and ended up dying a miserable death. Armed with the plot, Stella Avery sneered: whoever wants to be cannon fodder can be; she only wants to make money and torment scum—she won’t wrong herself for anyone. Her stepmother plots to send her to the countryside? She plays along, then flips the script and ships the whole step-family to the barren northwest to eat dirt. Her stepsister wants to steal her opportunities and marry her off to a deadbeat? Stella slips her a fertility potion and lets the girl reap what she sowed. A mountain of ancestral assets at home? She opens her massive harbor-space and empties the place—down to the one hair for the parasites. Once the mess is cleaned up, she rolls her bedding and heads to the countryside overnight—only to run straight into her childhood betrothed: Chandler Hawthorne. The man has sword-sharp brows, star-bright eyes, wide shoulders and a narrow waist. Already a regimental commander at a young age, he hands over his salary and does all the housework—utter perfection. Stella slaps the table on the spot: this marriage, I’m taking it! After a lightning wedding and moving to the army base, she lands an official post; her surgical genius slips out and she becomes the revered “saintly hand.” Pregnancy after pregnancy follows, and she’s pampered by her husband and every bigwig in sight—life is pure bliss.

Pediatrician Clara Whitman accidentally time-slips to the late seventies. The moment she opens her eyes, she discovers she's been sold at a high price by her heartless uncle's family to be the wife of a village idiot. Meanwhile, their own daughter—Lila Whitman—has stolen her marriage certificate and is living the good life as the bride of a powerful military dynasty. Reborn with full memory of the plot, Clara Whitman tears up the script—she's done playing along! A handful of croton seeds later, her uncle's household is writhing on the latrine; she bolts from the village and heads straight for Beijing to reclaim the engagement herself. But nothing goes as planned: the groom-to-be rejects her on the spot. In a twist of fate she ends up marrying the man's elder brother—nine years her senior, the unattainable "high-altitude flower" William Hayes. Legend says Colonel Hayes has no interest in women and is doomed to leave no heir; yet every night Clara Whitman is coaxed until she sobs and begs for mercy, and after the wedding every pregnancy comes in multiples. When the man seduces her again with "just one more time," Clara Whitman wants to cry: Who said he didn't like women? Total lie! William Hayes, the youngest and most brilliant officer in the regiment, is steady, handsome, his future limitless. Rumor claims he cares for no woman, having pledged his youth to the nation—breaking countless girls' hearts. Then one day word spreads: the colonel has taken leave to honor a seventeen-year-old engagement and married a country girl. Everyone laments: that bumpkin is wasting Chief Hayes! Until the day the cold-faced "King of Hell" William Hayes walks in with a stunning, dewy-eyed lady doctor on his arm—and the room falls silent. "That's no bumpkin!" the crowd gasps. "She's a straight-up goddess!"

Evelyn Sinclair wakes up as the lowest-ranking servant girl in a single stroke, her life goal firm and simple: save money and run, embracing the laid-back life of a salted fish! Who would've thought that risking her life to save her master wouldn't bring freedom, but rather the "double grace" bestowed by the Grand Princess—first, elevation to commoner status; second, becoming a noble concubine for the Sixth Master Nathaniel Grayson, with a bonus package of "promotion to side consort upon bearing children" thrown in! Evelyn laughed in anger. Truly... thanks to your whole family! Who cares about being your family's concubine! The Sixth Master warned with a cold face: "Behave yourself and keep to your place. Don't come near this lord." Evelyn silently greeted his ancestors eighteen generations back in her heart, while appearing obedient on the surface. She then turned around and shook the carved bed until it creaked, diligently "calling out" a full one hundred and one times before falling asleep, welding "professional dedication" and "knowing one's place" onto her face. The Sixth Master's eyes darkened with gloom: "..." She's cursing at this lord? This coarse servant girl, she's definitely cursing at this lord! Half a year later. Evelyn successfully faked her death and was happily planning her salted fish life when the door to her new home was kicked open. That man who always called her a coarse servant burst in forcefully, pinning her into the corner of the bed without a word. His burning palm gripped her waist, thin lips curving with obsessive intensity, his breath scorching: "Evelyn, have you played enough? Time to return with this lord!"

Vivienne Hartwell stumbled into the quick-transmigration realm and got shackled to the [Reform the Villainess] system. Her mission: scrub the original host’s malice meter down to zero. She never followed the system’s script, giving it migraines and making it beg for a new host. Yet the malice points plummeted so fast the system was left slack-jawed: 【!!】 Vivienne Hartwell arched a brow. “Reform the villainess? Hah. Amusing.” In every world, the cannon-fodder she touched vaulted straight to the top of the food chain. The system hugged her thigh, yelping with excitement. Vivienne Hartwell smiled coolly. “Just standard procedure.”

We’ve been married for three years, but I’ve never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers. “If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?” I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea. His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. “Yes.” I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go—to honor his decision. Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. “Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing…” What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, “Vivienne, don’t divorce me… please.”

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."