Reborn as the capitalist young miss in a period drama? And still the cannon-fodder sickly girl? Vivian Hartwell skimmed the plotline and laughed. Golden finger snatched by her stepsister, innocence ruined after being sent down, dying miserably in a foreign land—she knew this script by heart. But sorry, she’d already bonded the spatial pocket first; when others came to confiscate, she emptied the house in one move. Someone tried to poison her? She fainted on cue. Her stepsister thought she’d seized the upper hand and reached for Vivian's golden finger only to fish around and come up empty. “Where’s your golden finger?” “Locked it.” “Your family fortune?” “Donated it.” “How...how can you still smile?!” Sprawled on a soft mat, crunching an apple, Vivian blinked. “I'm smiling because you’re running yourself ragged while I—” She tilted her head toward the window. Beyond the cowshed, a lean man with striking presence was looking straight at her. “I'm planning to start a romance with my untouchable flower. I'm done playing with you.”

She woke up to find herself the doomed first wife who wouldn’t survive three chapters in a period drama novel. Twenty-first-century ace diplomat Vivian Starr had transmigrated into the cannon-fodder supporting role who, desperate to climb the social ladder, jumped into a river to force a marriage and ended up stabbed to death by thugs while searching for her husband. She glanced at the bridal chamber plastered with scarlet “double happiness” characters, then at the in-laws' cold faces that had iced her out for three years perfect. This marriage was ending. Three days and nights on a rattling green-skinned train brought her to the island army compound. Facing the aloof officer husband who, rumor said, hadn’t come home in two years, she cut straight to the point: “I'm here for a divorce.” Sean Lancaster, twenty-eight, the youngest full-regiment commander in the army, iron-fisted and famously stone-faced the whole district joked he’d married a ghost bride. Yet as he stared at the woman with clear, cool eyes and an air of poised frost, the heart that had stayed silent for twenty-six years suddenly thundered. Then he heard her say, “I'll draft the divorce papers; you just sign.” “When did I ever agree to a divorce?” Sean's dark eyes narrowed. He tossed the marriage certificate straight into the wastebasket. Vivian arched a brow. “Weren’t you the one who stayed away for two years?” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “I already filed my disciplinary resignation. I was about to submit my discharge papers to come home to be with you.” Later, the entire compound buzzed: “Hey, isn’t that your Charles doing laundry again? Which load is this?” “Good grief! Sean's wife is incredible her trading company made the front page!” “Commander Lancaster! Your wife just gave birth to twins!” “Sean, hurry your wife's pushing to build a free-trade zone in the South China Sea, and the provincial delegation's already here!”

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.

Evelyn Brooks saved a group of wealthy heirs during a border crisis, vowing to turn over a new leaf—only to accidentally become the long-lost heiress of the prestigious Hayes family. A snobbish father, a biased mother, a jealous younger sister, and her—the silent observer. She couldn't care less about her grandfather's billion-dollar inheritance; a single hacking competition could earn her that much. Elite elementary schools? Unnecessary—she already had a stack of invitations from top universities. And as for familial affection? Too many wealthy families were lining up to adopt her anyway. Her ambitions weren't tied to Tsinghua or Peking University, nor did she crave the title of a socialite heiress. All she wanted was to study hard, fulfill her promise to an old man, and be a good kid. But life had other plans. Armed robbers in malls, smugglers, unethical teachers, college students driven to suicide—every time the police arrived at a crime scene, they'd find this strange kid already there, not just solving cases single-handedly but even assigning them tasks. At first, the officers scoffed. "Just some brat." Then they ate their words, clinging to Evelyn like she was a godsend, even urging her to join the force early. To which the tycoons and their sons collectively declared: "Over our dead bodies. Evelyn is ours!"

Vivian Harper only learned the truth on her deathbed her entire twenty years of life had been stolen by the Montgomery family, who had used her as nothing more than a “luck puppet.” They’d snatched her as a baby for her fate of boundless fortune. When she opened her eyes again, she was bound to a [Favorability System] that could trade goodwill for grain, medicine, and supplies an instant cheat code So Vivian decisively went to the countryside to become the team’s darling. Her new parents adored her to the bone, her three older brothers took turns spoiling her, and her little brother guarded her every day. She led the whole family in foraging wild delicacies and earning work points; their days grew brighter and richer until the entire village wept with envy. Along the way she picked up a “little fool”: handsome, strong, and the moment he saw her he called her “wife.” Vivian pushed his approaching face away. “I’m not your wife.” The fool wasn’t upset; he pulled a grimy milk candy from his pocket and placed it gently in her palm. “For my wife to eat.” She sighed since she couldn’t shake him off, she might as well marry him! After the wedding, the little fool worked for her by day and clung to her by night; their days were honey-sweet. Then one day the fool regained his senses he wasn’t a fool at all, but a big shot with a dazzling military background. A very pregnant Vivian stared blankly: no one had told her that when she picked him up!

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'?!

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...

The moment Persephone opened her eyes, she awoke to a new life—as the long-lost heiress of the wealthy Acheron family, eighteen years after being abandoned. The imposter who had taken her place plotted against her at every turn, while her parents and five brothers met her return with nothing but contempt. But Persephone remained unbothered. With a serene smile, she casually revealed just a few of her hidden identities—shaking the world to its core. Centuries-old aristocratic families dropped to their knees, desperate for her favor. Powerful elites trembled in her presence. Her once-dismissive brothers reversed course, falling over themselves to shower her with affection. "Who even knows Sylvia, that impostor? Get her out of here!" And then there was Lord Cael, the infamous, merciless figure feared by all—except her. For Persephone, he bore a love so fierce it bordered on madness. "Persephone," Caelum murmured, his voice low and unhinged, "as long as you stay by my side, I'd give you my very life..."

?? 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.

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.

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~"

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.

Your island-survival journey has officially begun. [Ding: Congratulations, Host—daily check-in successful. You’ve received an S-tier legendary reward: one Ford Raptor F750 heavy-duty pickup.] [Ding: Congratulations, Host—you’ve successfully recruited a beauty. The check-in system has leveled up.] [Ding: Congratulations, Host—synthesis successful. You’ve obtained an S+ heaven-sent artifact: the Quantum Omni-Cutter.] [Ding: Congratulations, Host—your island castle is complete. Please claim it.] What the hell… We both have check-in systems, so why am I still paddling a bamboo raft while he’s already steering a mega-yacht? Why am I still worrying about my next meal while he’s feasting on a full Manchu-Han banquet? Why am I stuck in a cave when he’s moveding into a castle!?” Sorry—not my fault my luck’s just that insane!

　　The day before the wedding, her fiancé told her that he would marry her and another concubine together. She was grieved to death. When she woke up, the modern skilled doctor became a timid and weak lady. Her medical skills shocked people around her. She revenged herself on all those who had bullied her. But at the same time, she accidentally caught a shameless guy's attention. Whenever she caused troubles, he handled them. Dear Julia, I've done so much for you, it seems that you can only reward me with marrying me.

This story revolves around Jasmine, who wakes up in a hotel room, trying to recall what happened to her. After drinking at her birthday party organized by her stepsister Mira the night before, she remembers nothing. Finding herself beside a stranger in the morning, she realizes she's been a victim of a conspiracy. Returning home, her father Robin shames her and accuses her of betrayal, while Mira, with an innocent face, tries to defame her further. Mira’s deceit and jealousy are exposed when she confesses to setting Jasmine up. Jasmine resolves to avenge her humiliation, but just as she’s about to leave, a powerful businessman named Tristan Davis arrives. Will Tristan be Jasmine’s savior, or will he bring an even greater twist to Mira’s schemes?

Byron Southgate is reborn into a fantasy world's eternally flourishing immortal clan—both his parents are heaven-defying prodigies! With that already unbeatable background, Byron also awakens a daily-check-in system. Infuriating, right? Check in at the Ceremony Hall → obtain the supreme physique: "Heaven-Condemned Divine Body!" Check in at the Great Emperor's Secret Realm → obtain the apex technique: "God-Slaying Demon-Annihilating Fist!" Check in at Despair Valley → win the undying loyalty of an immortal dynasty! Check in at the Outer-Domain Battlefield → inherit the paramount legacy of a Celestial Emperor! … While countless young sovereigns kneel in homage, Byron strides step by step to supreme supremacy, ruling every realm under heaven. He points left to the sky, right to the earth: "Above the heavens, below the earth—only I am supreme!"

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…

When she opened her eyes, Victoria Bennett discovered she was not only married but also had a sixteen-year-old son. Her husband was a thirty-five-year-old steel-plant director, and her stepson was a second-year high-schooler. A month earlier, Edward Lawrence, who had been single for years, had quietly announced his marriage; his bride, a boiler-room worker more than ten years his junior, sent shockwaves through the whole third-tier city. Victoria Bennett stepped into the house, spotted the tall, unfamiliar back, and was about to speak when another man walked out of the kitchen—same eyebrows, same icy aura. Victoria Bennett: … Could someone please tell her which one was her husband?

After graduating from university, Sophie Grant inherited a remote mountain farmhouse from her grandmother. But the farm was overgrown with weeds, the buildings were dilapidated, half the kitchen stove had collapsed, and even the roof was leaking. As she pulled weeds, she wailed, "Is there anyone who can help me fix the roof and clear the fields?" The next second, a twelve-year-old girl popped out from the grass: "Weeding? Easy peasy—just give me some wild veggies!" Then, a wiry old man who looked to be in his fifties strode into the yard carrying a shoulder pole: "Fixing roofs and rebuilding stoves are no problem for me, but what in tarnation is this 'cement tile' you speak of?" To meet their "wage standards," Sophie racked her brain to come up with suitable compensation: A few cents' worth of cold medicine, a couple dollars' worth of brown sugar, and wild veggies and fruits from the farm—enough to send the temporary workers home overjoyed. From then on, Sophie became known among the time-traveling laborers as the best employer ever, the kindest savior goddess. The system dinged with rewards: —Temporary worker satisfaction at 100%: Reward—one solar power system! —Job positions increased: Reward—one pack of miraculous seeds! —Hiring quota met: Unlock permanent workers! Looking at the gradually revitalized farm, Sophie rolled up her sleeves: One small farmhouse down—next stop, grand estate!

After seven years of marriage, Wesley Monroe remained as cold as ice, but Flora Walker always faced him with a smile. Because she loved him—deeply. And she believed that one day, she could melt his heart. But what she waited for wasn’t his love—it was his love at first sight for another woman. His endless devotion to her. Still, Flora clung desperately to their marriage. Until her birthday. She flew thousands of miles abroad to surprise him and their daughter—only to find he’d taken the little girl to be with that woman instead, leaving Flora alone in an empty hotel room. That night, her heart shattered completely. Watching the daughter she had raised with her own hands call another woman “Mom,” Flora no longer felt pain—only numbness. She drafted the divorce papers, gave up custody, and walked away without a backward glance. From that moment on, she ignored both father and daughter, waiting only for the divorce to be finalized. She buried the past and threw herself into her career. The woman everyone once looked down on rose to build a billion-dollar empire with her bare hands. But no matter how long she waited, the divorce papers never came. Instead, the man who once couldn’t stand to be near her started showing up more and more—clinging to her like a lifeline. And when he found out she wanted a divorce, the proud, aloof Wesley cornered her against the wall, his voice low and dangerous: “Divorce? Not a chance.”