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In her past life, Lilith had made countless sacrifices for her family, constantly yielding and compromising. In return, she had been met with heartless betrayal. Her four brothers had stood by as kidnappers broke her limbs—all for the sake of their adopted sister. Her husband had been even crueler—he pushed her down the stairs while she was pregnant, causing the deaths of both her and their unborn child. Now reborn, Lilith refused to repeat her past mistakes. Her scumbag ex-husband might be the heir to a wealthy family, but she wanted nothing to do with him. She threw the divorce papers in his face and cut him out of her life. As for her self-serving brothers, their fate was no longer her concern. When her ex was betrayed by his so-called "angel," Lilith watched with satisfaction, applauding his downfall. This time, she would reveal the talents she had once kept hidden, vanquishing her enemies and rising as a force that would blind everyone with her brilliance. Even better, she now had three adoptive brothers who cherished her as if she were their entire world. Derek: "Our little Lilz is soft and delicate. No one had better bully her!" Liam: "Lilz is afraid of the dark, so don’t go scaring her." Zane: "Lilz, don’t look back. A good horse never returns to where it has grazed." Everyone around them was on the verge of tears. Was this gentle and adorable herald of disasters really timid? Afraid of the dark? How could anyone lie so blatantly with a straight face?! Who would dare bully her?!?!?! Then, her scumbag ex-husband came groveling back, kneeling with bloodshot eyes full of regret. "Lilz, I was wrong. You’ve always been my one and only."

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

"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."

【Past & Present Collide + Dual Timelines + Women Uplifting Women】 It all begins when Frostine Whitmore—already branded the shameless woman who seduced her brother-in-law while her sister lay dying—marries into the Marquis's estate as a second wife. She pours her heart andveled blood into running the household, guiding her husband, raising step-children who aren't hers, never once complaining. In return she hears only: “She's atoning for her sin; she has no right to our gratitude.” Then one day golden subtitles drift across her vision. 【WTF? Who green-lit this dog-blood melodrama? Time to roast!】 Frostine Whitmore: ? 【Cold-hearted prick of a husband, ungrateful brats, relatives who scripted your misery. You keep them in your heart, they kick you into the gutter—then laugh behind your back. They’ll squeeze you dry, squeeze out two crocodile tears after you die, and call it remorse.】 Frostine Whitmore: ! 【What are you waiting for? Divorce the lot! You gonna let them wring you dry and waste your whole damn life?】 Frostine Whitmore: !!!! Soon after, the papers are signed. The estate expects her to come crawling back, penniless and broken. Instead she walks away—and lives bold, bright, and free. Celeste Hartley never imagined that shit-posting in a drama's comment section would open a direct line to the tragic heroine inside the screen. She rolls up her sleeves: time to rewrite the script and save the girl—oh, and while we're at it… 【I wanna revive a lost dance and slap the haters. Spot me a court dancer, yeah?】 #SHOCK! Scandal queen resurrects fresco-era dance! Who said she steals roles? This talent doesn’t need to steal. # 【They claim my makeup isn't “period accurate.” Teach me that tipsy-blush look you guys rock.】 #Celeste Hartley shows what REAL retro glam is—straight out of a Tang scroll, living and breathing. # 【And next I want—】 #BREAKING: Celeste Hartley appointed consultant by the National Heritage Authority! #

【Real vs. Fake Heiress + Multiple Hidden Identities + Pampered by the Whole Family + Face-Slapping Scumbags + No Angst, Maximum Sweetness】 Rumor has it the fake heiress the Whitmore family adopted is a good-for-nothing who skips class, picks fights, and commits every crime in the book After she was booted back to the slums, the city applauded. Little did they know— The aloof Film Emperor is her big brother, The legend of the medical world is her second brother, The globally worshipped racing god is her third brother Word is, she also has several big sisters whose identities are off the charts… The crowd sneered: “So what? Even the strongest trump cards can't save a train-wreck sister.” The next second— The stock-market tycoon bows and calls her “Ancestor.” The tech titan greets her as “Senior.” The top hacker kneels and shouts, “Master.” And the most mysterious mogul in all of Imperial Capital drops to one knee, coaxing in a soft whisper: “Give me a title, hmm?” Imperial City explodes!

[Marriage First, Love Later | Contract Wedding | Elite-Beijing Face-Slap | Sweet & Pure | Uniformed Big-Shot | Crushing Scum] At the engagement banquet, her fiancé publicly dumped Miranda Kingsley for his white moonlight, trampling her dignity in front of everyone. The crowd waited to watch the eldest Miss of the Kingsley family make a fool of herself—only to see her lock eyes with a cold-faced soldier passing by, yank him straight to the registry, and stun the entire room. The man’s knuckles pressed under her chin, his gaze glacial. “Military marriages can’t be dissolved. Think carefully.” Miranda’s lips curled in a sly smile. “Perfect. I happen to like the idea of being tied to you for life.” One marriage certificate bound two people who had never crossed paths. After the wedding, the temporary union no one believed in became the most envied love story in all of Beijing. The Sullivan family maliciously pulled funding to crush the Kingsley Group? A billion-yuan military contract dropped from the sky and revived the company overnight. Snobbish socialites whispered that she’d married up; the man hauled her into a waist-cinching kiss in front of them all, his aura crushing. “My wife—since when is she anyone’s business?” The white moonlight and the ex-fiancé teamed up to stir trouble, staging deliberate collisions. His eyes iced over. “Touch my wife again and I’ll have you dragged before a military tribunal.” He lavished every ounce of tenderness on her, silently sweeping every obstacle from her path. Miranda always assumed her husband was just an ordinary officer—until the day she discovered the man sharing her pillow was the youngest top commander in the entire military region. Panic-stricken, she handed him divorce papers, desperate to retreat. He shredded the agreement with a savage rip, pinned her against the floor-to-ceiling window, hot breath brushing her burning ear, voice husky and coaxing: “Military marriage is protected by law… Now it’s time we fulfill our conjugal duties.”

Seven years ago, she was set up and spent one reckless night with a stranger; dazed by desire, she fled at dawn Seven years on, she storms back with her little darlings in tow—only to discover the “passer-by” she once slept with is now the all-powerful titan of the capital The kids tail the big boss every day until Harrison Slater finally corrals them inside his mansion Sienna Shaw races over, only to be pinned against the wall by Harrison Slater “You stole something of mine—time to return it.” “What proof do you have?” “Let me help you remember…” From the corner to the bedroom, one “reminder” after another, until Sienna Shaw’s last defense crumbles “Fine—we split the kids fifty-fifty… please, just let me go…” “You and the children—you're all mine.”

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.

Post-apocalyptic female commander Katherine Rivers opened her eyes to find herself tied up and thrown into a woodshed, her in-laws discussing selling her off for eighty yuan in bride price. Katherine looked down at her thin wrists, then up at her in-laws counting money on their fingers—and she smiled. The next second, she grabbed a cleaver and split the eight-immortal table in the main hall clean in half: "Sell me? Come on, ask this blade first if it agrees." After trashing her in-laws' place, she turned and headed straight for the military garrison with her space dimension full of munitions, ready to demand answers from her "deceased" husband's superiors. But halfway there, she ran into a blood-soaked man cornered by seven or eight enemies in a drainage ditch. Katherine narrowed her eyes, sizing him up—broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, brutal and reckless fighting style. Prime material. She pulled a submachine gun from her satchel, dropped six men in three seconds, then hopped down with the weapon slung over her shoulder: "Marry me, and I'll keep you alive." Hayden Harrison had lived twenty-six years, and no one had ever spoken to him like that before. He looked at this bold, striking woman, his heart slamming against his ribs: "Fine, you said it!"

After seven years of marriage, Adrian Bell remained as cold as ice, while Evelyn Grant continued to treat him with unwavering gentleness. She loved him deeply, believing that one day she could thaw his frozen heart. Yet, to her dismay, he fell head over heels for another woman at first sight, pouring all his affection into her. On Evelyn's birthday, she traveled thousands of miles, hopeful for a reunion with him and their daughter. Instead, he took their daughter to accompany his "white moonlight," leaving Evelyn utterly alone. At last, she understood—some waiting only leads to disappointment. Seven years of marriage. Perhaps it was time to call it quits. She signed the divorce papers, relinquishing everything. From then on, she vowed never to fight for love, never to compete for a man, never to raise a child—she would live solely for herself. Returning to the world of scientific research, she reclaimed her career. The woman once scorned by everyone effortlessly amassed a fortune worth billions. She dazzled the world, with countless influential figures flocking to her side. Meanwhile, Adrian Bell—the man who had once treated her with indifference—began visiting home more frequently, clinging to her tighter than ever. Evelyn Grant: "Mr. Bell, please sign the divorce papers." The man, always so aloof and proud, suddenly reddened, his eyes burning with madness. "Evelyn Grant," he growled, "don't you dare think about divorce!"

Five years ago, her entire family framed her, and her husband William Parker silently consented, forcing the pregnant Emily Griffin to take the fall for her sister Isabella Morgan and go to prison. Five years later, on the day of her release, William didn't come to pick her up. Instead, he was throwing a celebration, holding their son in his arms while standing beside Isabella—a picture-perfect family of three, sweet and warm. The twins she had risked her life to bring into the world—her son now called another woman "Mom" and cursed her as a murderer, while her daughter had tragically passed away, leaving not even ashes behind. Heartbroken, she demanded a divorce on the spot. But William shielded Isabella, accusing her of making a scene and embarrassing everyone. That very night, she drafted the divorce papers, relinquished custody, and walked away, returning to her career. Later, she revived her master's legacy, reclaimed her title as the inheritor of porcelain restoration, and rose to global fame. Her senior brother returned from abroad, ready to go through fire and water for her. Even the arrogant young master who once swore to kill her began pursuing her relentlessly. Her parents fell to their knees, weeping and begging for forgiveness: "You're our only daughter. Please come home." Her two older brothers, who once scorned her, now held her tightly, pleading, "We were wrong. Don't disown us, okay?" Even her ungrateful son clung to her leg, throwing a tantrum: "Mom, I'm your real son! Don't abandon me..." And that domineering man—William Parker—tore up the divorce papers right in front of her, eyes burning red as he cornered her against the wall: "Emily Griffin, in my world, there's no divorce—only widowhood!"

Fade Chen, a mysterious young man from Tianwu Mountain, started his adventure in urban city. He was a master of martial arts, and a doctor of excellent medical knowledge. He was doomed to be successful.

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...

Katia was the pack's shadow. Overlooked, neglected, and crushed beneath her elder sister's prophecy-blessed glory. Wrongfully accused of pushing her sister off a cliff, she became the pack's most hated sinner. Tormented by her cruel father and bullied by her own brother, she endured endless beatings and humiliation. She decided to flee from the hellish territory, desperate to grasp a slim chance of freedom. Her escape ended in failure. She was dragged back cruelly, demoted to an omega, disowned by her family, and trapped in endless suffering. To make matters worse, she was bound to Alpha Xandar. He rejected her as his fated mate, and the agony of rejection caused her to lose her wolf. Trapped in endless darkness and brutal oppression, she fell into complete despair, waiting to be sent to the Mad King's brutal fighting pits to end her miserable life. Yet fate wove an irreversible cruel destiny for her. When the terrifying bloodthirsty Mad King Cahir arrived to attend the grand ceremony, the man who was once her sister's fiancé instantly sensed Katia as his fated mate. Cold-blooded, domineering and possessive, King Cahir branded his mark on her neck in everyone, binding the broken omega to his side. Between the ex-mate who abused her relentlessly and the tyrant king who loves her madly, Katia is stuck in a dangerous emotional vortex. Old grievances, pack conflicts, border disputes and the hidden truth behind her sister's fall gradually surface. Power once lost begins to revive quietly inside her, and hidden secrets buried by the whole pack are about to see the light of day. Rejected. Wronged. Abused. Favored by a tyrant king. Can Katia break away from the fate arranged by others and avenge her grievances? Most importantly, can she walk out of the shadow of pain, stand firmly beside the Mad King, and rewrite the destiny belonging only to herself?

Serena Whitmore returned from chaotic times carrying overwhelming hatred, reborn from the desperate situation of dying miserably in a mass grave, making a full-blooded comeback to the beginning of the tragedy. In her previous life, she was schemed against by villains—her dowry swallowed, family assets seized, child tormented, ultimately ending in a miserable fate of bones scattered without a trace. Returning reborn, only cold resolve remained in her eyes as she made a solemn vow: All who stole her child, money, dowry, and residence would be returned tenfold! All enemies who framed and humiliated her—she would let none escape, ensuring they never knew peace for the rest of their lives! With her portable space and peerless medical skills, Serena acted with fierce methods and decisive killing, quickly turning the tables on all jumping clown villains and sweeping away all calamities from her previous life. She had thought she could live single and carefree, raise her child alone, and steadily begin her counterattack life. An urgent phone call completely shattered her plans. "Comrade Whitmore, your husband was severely injured during a mission and is unconscious. Come to the hospital immediately to care for him!" Serena froze on the spot: "Wasn't he already gone?" The leader responded solemnly: "Please don't be pessimistic. We are doing everything possible to save him." At the bedside, looking at the dying man, Serena ultimately stepped in to save him, using her superb medical skills to pull him back from death's door. After Vincent Allison woke, his heart was full of gratitude. Learning that he had gone through such trouble to marry her home, only to let her be tormented by his own family's villains, his heart was filled with guilt. After following the army, he came to know that his seemingly delicate little wife not only possessed heaven-reaching medical skills, but her origins also concealed profound mysteries—far more stunning than he had imagined.

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!"

Jade Whitmore wakes up inside a novel only to be drugged and ruined by her scheming stepsister! Her biased family expects her to swallow the insult in silence? She raids her mother’s dowry and her grandma’s gold bars—no mercy! Apocalypse-grade spatial storage plus a spirit-spring jade pendant fuse into one cheat-level combo! Helping others triggers bonus rewards; she coasts straight to victory in this retro era. At night a man sneaks in—she swings a rolling pin, knocks him down, and pins him instead? Eyes lock; they recognize each other at once—he’s the stranger from that night! The stone-faced officer demands to take responsibility; she refuses flat-out. Later… Mr. Pierce squats in the yard scrubbing her tiny lingerie while kids giggle behind their hands and dash away! Jade Whitmore clings to the wall: “Where’s the promised ice-cold soldier king?!”

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!

The moment my Alpha husband—the man who swore to love me forever—was willing to die for another woman… I knew my marriage was already over. I, Mira Sterling, Alpha daughter of a fallen empire, made one unforgivable mistake: I believed Adrian Vale's promises. For three years, I played the perfect Luna. But when his best friend's widow stepped into our lives, everything changed. Adrian gave Ivy my garden. My bedroom. My place at his side. And now he wants me to raise their secret child. I'm done being invisible. Done swallowing my pride. Done pretending. But divorcing a powerful Alpha is never simple. And Adrian won't let me go without a fight. So I made a deal with a King. Alpha King Evren. The last pure Lycan. Ancient. Dangerous. Irresistible. Bargaining with a creature like him comes with a price—and I swore I would protect my heart at all costs. But every time he touches me, my wolf wakes up. Every time he looks at me, I forget why I should walk away. Everyone says a broken Luna doesn't belong beside a Lycan King. They have no idea what I'm capable of.

She never expected to wake up one week before the apocalypse, but Seraphina Ashford did—clutching a 68-million-yuan lottery ticket and a single vow: stockpile water, hoard food, and keep her brother—who died so horribly last time—alive this round. No more regrets. Then the Spirit Spring System activated by accident. Inside the plain jade bracelet hides an entire mystical realm: an infinite warehouse, marrow-cleansing springs, fertile fields, extinct immortal herbs. While Seraphina Ashford slays zombies, digs out crystal cores, and keeps unlocking hidden system perks, her pockets grow heavier by the hour. But who is this man so lazy he’ll nap in a zombie nest? She handed him one candied-haw skewer on a whim, and now he won’t leave. Fine—his powers are monstrous; she’ll reluctantly keep him as a bodyguard. “Felix Rivers, watch it! What kind of bodyguard sleeps in his employer’s bed?!” The two brothers are furious. They thought they’d picked up a bargain bodyguard—cheap, effective, and grateful for three meals a day. Turns out the guy doesn’t just want their cooking; he’s set his sights on their precious little sister.