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~"

[Group Favorite + Multiple Identities + Face-Slapping + Sweet Revenge] To force her into a divorce, Nina Marshall—who had lost her memories—was handed over to a complete stranger by her own husband. With her heart turned to ashes, she signed the papers. But a single car crash brought every memory flooding back, and she finally remembered she was the darling of the world. Her max-level parents: "Anyone who dares bully our baby girl? They'd better be ready to pay with their lives!" Her ten overprotective brothers: "The weather's getting chilly—let's bury the ones who hurt Nina six feet under." A certain hidden big-shot looked at Nina Marshall, feigning grievance: "They've already handled everything. What's left for me to do?" Nina Marshall hooked a finger under his chin, her smile bewitching. "Your job… is to love me." [She's strong; he's stronger. Together they crush every obstacle—specializing in taking down anyone who dares say no.]

Cultivation powerhouse Zara Kingsley crossed into the 1970s with a pocket dimension stuffed with a billion units of supplies. The moment she opened her eyes, she’d become the unlucky punching bag of adoptive parents and a scheming stepsister. The stepsister wanted to snatch her job and exile her to the countryside? Zara Kingsley emptied the girl’s entire house in one swipe and signed her up for the Great Northwest—go eat dirt and open up wasteland! The adoptive parents embezzled her birth parents’ pension and planned to sell her little siblings for cash? One anonymous letter to the authorities sent the pair of parasites straight to the firing squad—blood for blood. The reborn heroine, armed with foreknowledge, tried to steal her jade pendant dimension and her fiancé, dreaming of replacing her and soaring to the top? Zara Kingsley laughed coldly, seized the spatial treasure for herself, and monopolized every fortuitous encounter. As for that trash fiancé—he’s all yours; whoever wants him can have the bad luck. From then on, Zara Kingsley let herself go completely, hell-bent on being as unscrupulous as possible, sprinting down the road of face-slapping and sweet revenge. Then came the day she was sent down to the countryside—and the rumored sterile, ice-faced big shot Henson Lancaster set his sights on her. One was aiveness-obsessed cultivation madwoman; the other, a ruthless, black-bellied military titan. They clicked at first sight, marched to the registry, and got their marriage certificates. Husband and wife, perfectly matched—trash-bashing without breaking a sweat! You be my crazy wife, I’ll be your crazy husband; two apex predators joining forces—whoever blocks the way gets flattened. The reborn heroine was dumbstruck: the fiancé she stole turned out to be useless, the opportunities she coveted were all hijacked, and the cannon-fodder Zara Kingsley—supposed to die early—had instead become the nation’s darling. She reclaimed her birth parents, cleared their names, and, together with Henson Lancaster, amassed an untold fortune. Multiple buns in one pregnancy, living life in full swagger.

Cecilia Whitmore arrived in a 1970s-era novel with superpowers and a pocket dimension—only to land in the body of the Whitmore family’s orphaned daughter, fated to die in chapter one. She opened her eyes to find the house ransacked, her parents dead, her grandfather framed and gone, and jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards dancing around the old Whitmore mansion in triumph. Cecilia smiled. “I carved through the apocalypse—why fear a pack of paper tigers?” First move: she emptied the ancestral estate, not leaving a single gold bar beneath the foundation for the enemy. Second move: she torched the grand ocean-view villa while everyone watched in heartbreak, then sauntered off to the countryside. Cecilia: “With a million supplies in my space, I’ll live like a queen down on the farm.” As for the handsome regiment commander who suddenly appeared? Well, abs like those deserve at least a little flirtation…

In the 21st century, Nina Mason was a frail orphan with no father or mother, spending the majority of the year confined to her bed due to her weak health. It seemed like every tragic misfortune was stacked against her. But since the age of five, Nina had been dreaming—a dream where she wasn't weak or sick but had a healthy body. In that dream, she had loving parents who cherished her deeply, and an older brother, Alexander Harper, who had cared for her since her childhood. It was a stark contrast: the harsher reality Nina lived in made her dream life all the more blissful. At eighteen, after completing her college entrance exams, Nina passed away due to her illness. Yet when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in her dream life—as the dream version of Nina Mason. Sadly, before she could even enjoy the joy of reuniting with her parents, devastating news arrived: her parents had died! Faced with greedy relatives who seemed like wolves and tigers, greedy enough to strip away everything, Nina rolled up her sleeves and declared, "Let's see who dares to touch the things my parents left for me!" Just as she prepared to confront these scheming people head-on, two protective uncles stepped in, swooped her away, and brought her back to the family's hometown without a second word. From that moment, her life took a dramatic turn. Her aunt doted on her, her cousins spoiled her, and her uncles were relentless in showering her with money and gifts. The poor orphan from the 21st century had suddenly become a young heiress, living the high life. To add to her happiness, Alexander Harper, the childhood friend and “bamboo horse” from Beijing, came to stay with her and kept her company. "Bamboo horse" (竹马) is a term from Chinese culture, referring to someone you've grown up with since childhood, often with a sense of deep familiarity or romance tied to the relationship.

The moment she opened her eyes, Beverly Caldwell found herself transmigrated into a period novel! And not just any character—she had become the doomed cannon fodder ex-girlfriend, the one who was swindled of her love and fortune by the male lead before meeting a tragic end in the countryside. Beverly smirked coldly: Sorry, not sorry. With her post-apocalyptic superpowers and a spatial dimension at her disposal, she wasn' t about to play along with this clichéd drama. Classmates trying to force her into marriage? Anonymous tip-off letter already in the mail! Relatives eyeing her family's wealth? One swift motion, and every last penny vanished into her space—leaving them with nothing but dust. Scumbag ex crawling back? She'd drain his bank accounts dry before skipping town! Packing her bags, she headed to the countryside to farm, heal, and search for her missing father. With her wood-based abilities, she revitalized barren fields and brought prosperity to the villagers—life was sweet! And oh, she just happened to pick up a stone-faced military officer along the way, who promptly spoiled her rotten, treating her like the most precious treasure in his life. When the original male lead came crawling back, begging for forgiveness? Her man tightened his military coat around her, shielding her behind him with a growl: "She's my wife now. Get lost—don't dirty her eyes."

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!

A young boy from a humble bloodline, occasionally inherited from a world-shocking family. Once he woke up, he ascended to the Ninth Heaven. He cultivated the Nine Stars Divine Dragon Technique, condensing dragon vein, forming the Overlord Body. He competed with the prodigies of all the clans, overwhelming all fields, and shocking the Ninth Heaven.

The crippled prince had become a commoner, but he had married a stunning beauty. His wife was a genius in martial arts and was high above others; he was a loser who had been humiliated. After accidentally awakening the spirit of a Divine King, his fate was reversed and he rose to power. From then on, he would crush those who humiliated him and conquer the peerless beauty! Geniuses, in front of me, are all good-for-nothings! Kings are like ants under my feet! I'm the God Slaying King with a single stroke of the Heaven-breaking Sword!

"Fuck, Ada…” “Brad...oh, fuck... deeper... harder!” Ada’s shrill voice begged between breathy moans. The banging of the headboard against the wall intensified as Ann froze. No... it couldn’t be! Ann took a deep breath and nudged the door a little more. Her chest felt like it would explode as she held her breath whilst the crack widened. When it revealed her sister lying underneath her husband-to-be, her hands flew to her mouth to stifle the gasp of horror as her heart shattered instantly. As Brad roared his release inside her sister, Ada turned her head towards the door with a smirk. An icy chill descended over Ann as if a bucket of ice water had been thrown over her and she stood and stared, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open in disbelief. Ada lifted her hand and waved in Ada’s direction with a smug smile plastered on her face as Brad collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck tenderly. Is there anything you can do if your mate had sex with your sister?

Emily Foster had been cold-shouldered and abused under her own roof—until Mrs. Foster dropped the bomb: she was the swapped fake heiress, and the real one was coming home. Instead of tears, Emily Foster felt a weight slide off her shoulders: this train-wreck of a family? She'd been dying to quit it. The moment her past-life memories and pocket-dimension cheat awakened, she swept every last valuable out of the Foster house—jewelry, deeds, antique vases, gone—leaving only junk behind. One anonymous tip-off letter later, she slung her knapsack, sauntered off to the countryside, and let the Fosters choke on the mess. She'd planned to treat the village stint as a brief layover—then ran straight into her biological kin. Expecting hardship, she was pampered like a priceless pearl instead; instant group-pet mode activated. On a mission nearby, officer Alexander Andrews took one look and was a goner: A dimpled, soft-looking beauty who could out-arm-wrestle the squad and out-sass his commander— the contrast detonated his heartbeat. First glance: hooked. Second glance: sunk. Third glance: already drafting battle plans to carry her home. Alexander Andrews: "You can kidnap me, or I can kidnap you—my whole pack's ready to help either way!"

Everyone believed Ye Liuyun was trash, even himself. No money, no talent, and no one he could rely on. Bully, scorn and laughter, that’s what he deserved. But Ye Liuyun never gave up working hard. One day things had changed. Ye Liuyun’s inner power was suddenly awakened. He could cultivate a divine level spirit and became a supreme hero. Slaying demons and exterminating devils, his adventures just started... Money, beauty and power, he would grasp everything in his hands...

(End of the World + Rebirth + Space + Multiple Pets + Stockpiling + Daily Life + A Unique Space System!) Acid rain, blizzards, extreme cold and heat, insect plagues, mutations... After struggling alone in the apocalypse for ten years, she was tragically killed due to other people's treachery. In her second life, she seeks revenge, hoards supplies, and raises an army of mutated dogs! She fills her shopping cart with fried chicken, snail rice noodles, cola, and chips! However...there seems to be something strange about the direction of the space upgrade... The "garbage disposal machine" takes in household waste and spews out random supplies? The "love ranch" changes animals based on her mood, and today's animal is an...elephant? The "happy farm" seems fine at first glance, so why is it producing generators?

For two years, Clara Walsh had cherished what she believed was her marriage certificate—until the day she went to officially register it, only to discover the document was a forgery. Furious, she sought out her husband, Richard Fraser, demanding answers. But before she could confront him, she overheard the truth: the man who had tenderly cared for her for six years had already been married—to her senior teacher—for five. Not only had Clara been used as a smokescreen for their affair, but Richard had also publicly branded her as infertile, forcing her to raise their love child as her own. Disgusted, Clara picked up the phone and called the lawyer who had recently contacted her about an inheritance. "Unmarried. No children. Every last penny—goes to me alone." With icy resolve, she walked out of the Fraser family home. Richard, smugly certain she had nowhere else to turn, waited for her to come crawling back. But then—headlines exploded across the nation. There, splashed across every news outlet, was Clara. Now draped in unimaginable wealth, she stood radiant under the spotlight beside a man who commanded the highest echelons of power. The world watched in awe as they exchanged vows, their union celebrated with envy and admiration from every corner of the globe.

[Time-Travel + Rebirth + Fake vs. Real Heiress + Face-Slapping + Golden Finger] Apocalypse-level powerhouse Keira Summers transmigrates into a period drama—only to find herself cast as the most tragic fake heiress ever written! Their fates are polar opposites, a living satire. The real heiress lives in the prestigious military compound in the capital, doted on by parents and brothers, fast-tracked through school, sent abroad for a gilded degree, and finally wedded to a top commander—three babies in one go, life flawless and complete. The original soul who stole her identity? Trapped in a crumbling mud hut in the countryside, beaten and scolded daily, forced to drop out and work before she turned fifteen, then bartered away in a marriage deal to clear family debts. A lifetime of domestic violence and misery, ending in squalor. Reborn, Keira Summers’s eyes hold nothing but icy mockery. Want her to stay the stepping-stone so the real heiress can keep her perfect life? Not a chance. When the true heiress feigns gentleness and steps forward to “comfort” her: “Big sister, our family’s poor—please be understanding of Mom and Dad, don’t fuss over what you’ve lost.” Keira Summers arches a brow, voice razor-sharp: “You stole my life, bathed in my blessings, and now you want my understanding? Your lucky streak ends today.” A max-level boss never wastes energy on self-doubt. She opens by crushing the heiress’s exclusive golden finger, then launches into calm-crazy mode, shredding the unjust plot thread by thread. While the real heiress still fusses over a new dress and secretly compares herself, Keira Summers has already leveraged top-tier academic talent to dive deep into scientific research—advancing step by step, building strength to serve her country. Biased family, hypocritical heiress, doomed destiny—she steamrolls them all. In this life she breaks free of the mire, discards the rotten script, and wields science like a blade. She rises to the summit, forging herself into a legend no one can match.

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

In her past life, Amelia Griffin was betrayed and murdered by her stepsister and a scumbag boyfriend. After being reborn, when that same scumbag tried to trick her into marriage, she turned around and got hitched to the most powerful man in the city—Dominic Edwards. When her white lotus stepsister tried to frame her? Amelia simply unleashed Dominic's vicious hounds to "catch them in the act." Everyone said Dominic Edwards was cold-blooded and ruthless, merely temporarily bewitched by her. Until at an auction, Dominic cleared out the entire venue, presenting everything to her: "Like them? I'll buy you the whole Portshore." Later, using her memories from her past life, Amelia dominated the business world, amassing staggering wealth. The man cornered her in her office, complaining pitifully: "Wife, all you care about is money. What about me?" Amelia's crimson lips curved as she tapped his sculpted abs with her finger: "Who says? This... I like very much too."

"Little bunny, little bunny. Wolf is HUNGRY!" The voice taunted me, followed by an evil cackle. "Run, rabbit. RUN!" A monstrous bellow boomed through the night sky and crashed into my soul like a sledgehammer. I could feel a chill sweeping across my body and my heart pounding in my chest. The echoes of howls and laughter followed me from behind as I ran for my life. Elisabeth's life had been harder than most since she was a child - a distant and often cruel mother and her never-ending cycle of addiction that had taken over her life. But on this fateful night, something far more sinister was lurking in the darkness, ready to take her away from it all. Massive figures appeared out of nowhere, growling and taunting her. She tried to scream, but nothing would come out; before she knew it, she was waking up in a world where Viking werewolves ruled with mysterious faeries at their side. Every five years, they traveled to the human realm, collecting ten girls for their mate run - and tonight, Elisabeth was one of them. With only a white dress and her bare feet, Elisabeth stood beside the other nine girls as the beasts prowled around them menacingly. A silver dagger pierced each of their wrists, signaling the start of the hunt! "We honor the moon goddess; let your blood lead your mate to you!"

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."

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