Jing Wushuang encountered the hot first nobleman in S City three times, and watched him use a hammer to knock his invincible heart into a big hole…

She said, “Mr. Mu, give me a decent home, right?”

He said, “Okay, let’s go.”

“Where to go?”

“Civil Affairs Bureau.”

“But it’s Saturday today.”

“Someone will work overtime.”

Since then, Mu Jinchen has embarked on the road of no return to beloving his wife…

“I can clear all your debts, but you have to substitute me in my marriage…”

When Liang Dou Kou was diagnosed with cancer, she formed a contract with Qin Zhi Ai to substitute her in the time she would be absent, including her marriage with Gu Yu Sheng.

Initially, Qin Zhi Ai suffered under the cold and harsh attitude of Gu Yu Sheng, who mistook her for Liang Dou Kou. But his heart gradually softened and he fell in love with her.

Just when he thought that he could live happily ever after with her, it is time for Qin Zhi Ai and Liang Dou Kou to revert their identities, and Qin Zhi Ai evaporated from Gu Yu Sheng’s life.

Months later, Gu Yu Sheng meets someone who possesses the gaze of Qin Zhi Ai who captured his heart…

In her previous life, Nanxian was the legitimate daughter of a marquis, but she was raised into a drug person by her closest and dearest family members and died after suffering endless humiliation.

After being reborn, Nanxian vowed never to let anyone who had bullied her get away with it.

Using the medical skills she learned in the water dungeon in her previous life, she replaced her medicinal blood with poisonous blood.

The whole family panicked and begged for a crematorium? Too late, she didn't care.

A scumbag is reborn and discovers that his true love is still her? Haha, Nanxian turns around and marries a sickly prince who is on his last breath.

However, the man she thought might die at any moment grew stronger day by day and doted on her to the core.

The boudoir was warm, and the spring night seemed endlessly long. Nanxian, his face flushed, said, "You said you'd be buried soon, just to fulfill your last wish of marrying a wife?"

A man said, "After marrying Xian'er, I feel as light as a swallow, as strong as mountains and rivers, and as powerful as an ox. Xian'er is still the one who brings me the most good fortune."

【The Hero's Rebellion! Serialization! 】

The life of a hero is also life!

I was eating snacks and drinking Coke at home, and suddenly I was summoned! Kouki——!

Do you know how much this hurts me! And you want me to fight the devil! I'll beat you like a big watermelon!

Okay, okay! I'm going to raise the flag today! Lowly bastards, lowly dwarfs! All of you die in these hands of justice!

I'm going to step by step, step by step, step by step——step——!

Pull all of you who are high and mighty down!

Tear! Chop! Crush——!!

Scatter your ashes in the cesspool!

It's you who made me lose everything, and I'm going to use my hands... to take everything back!

You started it first! You're totally responsible!

I'm White·Cold, the emperor——!

And you... are just stepping stones for me to climb onto the golden toilet!

Immortality! Hero Power! And... the divine right!

A makeup artist from later generations traveled through the past and absorbed the memories of two people.

Chu Lingyun tracked down Japanese spies, destroyed countless spy organizations, and arrested one spy after another. At the same time, Chu Lingyun disguised himself as a Japanese, went deep into the enemy group, obtained intelligence, and maneuvered among the Japanese high-level officials.

In that turbulent era, Chu Lingyun used his wit and wisdom to contribute to the beacon cause of the motherland and made indelible contributions.

One night. An unwilling sacrifice. That is all it takes for Lan Qianyu to become pregnant with his child.

For the sake of her flesh and blood in her womb, she is forced to marry him and step into the limelight as Mrs. Ye. To the public, he is a gentle, handsome, rich man who takes care of his family. In private, he is a cold, heartless, and domineering Devil Husband.

He bans her from interacting with any men other than himself. Even making eye contact with other men can set him off into a jealous rage.

Yet, he brings the woman he loves back home, and dotes on that woman right before her eyes. If their marriage is but a cold, empty shell, why is he refusing to let her go? In this marriage, she has to be on her toes every step of the way.

One final day, she refuses to continue this game of love with him and dashingly walks away from him. “Devil Husband, I’m done!”

Zhao Dezhu was reborn.

He doesn't know how to trade treasury bills, doesn't know how to trade stocks, doesn't remember winning lottery numbers, and doesn't know how to make money in business...

He has only one thought: I want to be self-reliant!

Once the gears of fate begin to turn, love and hate intertwine into an impenetrable net. Turning to Ashoka's "The One I Loved Most Was the Murderer," the male and female protagonists embark on a perilous and fraught journey to uncover the truth behind the unexpected death of the male protagonist's wife.

COVID-19, disease, hardship, misfortune, workplace struggles, love and hate, life and death… They persevered through countless difficulties, and they embraced new life amidst despair. This book celebrates the steadfastness and devotion of love, showcases the resilience and brilliance of humanity, and takes you deep into the labyrinth of human nature to explore the true meaning of love and redemption.

In this battle between love and sin, can they uncover the truth? The book features both thrilling mystery and delicate, moving emotions; it depicts a love story that transcends life and death, and also reveals the ugliness and justice of the world.

In the distant ancient age, the flames of civilization had yet to kindle.

On the barren and primitive Modaleng Plain, the demons of deep space stretched their writhing tentacles without restraint.

The spirits of nature clung to the shadows, hoarding their dwindling strength, fearful and silent.

I came from the other side—bearing the torch of civilization.

But the light I brought stirred more than awe; it awakened the rot.

Waves of ignorance and madness followed in its wake.

The fetid, decaying firmament blinked open its ancient, starless eye.

Yet I shall not yield.

I will shatter the chains of flesh and blood,

pierce the boundaries of thought and spirit,

and in this cursed cosmos where even the stars decay—

Let it be known:

Strangers shall never be slaves.

Cen Qing transmigrated into a book, transmigrating into the villain who single-handedly created the zombie virus in the post-apocalyptic novel.

It’s not scary to dress up as a villain, what’s scary is that there is a villain who is more powerful than her.

Looking at Jiang Ci who was still dormant in the culture medium in front of him, Cen Qing recalled his own ending in the original book, his little heart trembled.

Did she kill him before he turned black and grew up, or pulled out his oxygen catheter now?

But Jiang Ci’s first sentence after waking up was, “Mom.”

Cen Qing was so frightened that the hand that pulled out the oxygen tube swished back, and since then began the daily routine of raising a baby/raising a man in the last days.

“Qingqing, blood is drawn on the hand, it needs to be healed to be healed.”

Cen Qing glanced at the wound where a drop of blood appeared, and ignored him.

“Qingqing, the zombies are Ah Ci’s good friends, can you stop beating their heads?”

Cen Qing glanced at the zombie with its bloody mouth open, and slammed the stick again.

“Qingqing, he pushed me on purpose. I don’t care at all that you stay in the same space as him.”

Cen Qing glanced at his stunned assistant and sighed.

Who did Jiang Ci learn the tea-in-tea phrase from?

But the day-to-day life of raising a baby suddenly changed his style of painting one day. The reason was that Cen Qing recruited another male assistant, the kind who looked soft and cute.

The man pushed her against the wall, his dark eyes filled with strong possessiveness, his voice was hoarse,

“Qingqing, you are not good, and a disobedient child should be locked up with chains.”

Cen Qing, who was trapped in the man’s hot embrace and could not move, burst into tears.

Is it too late for her to pull out the oxygen tube now? Waiting online, very urgent.