Qiao Wei found herself as the cannon-fodder ex-wife of the male protagonist in a historical novel set in the 60s and 70s. The male lead was handsome, with a broad shoulder, narrow waist, and long legs, clad in a uniform. Not only was he the type Qiao Wei liked, but his future prospects were also boundless.... more>>

In the original story, Qiao Wei was a pitiful cannon fodder who ended up in misery, dying alone after eloping with someone. In the reborn version, the original female lead married the male lead and lived a good life.

However, Qiao Wei, upon entering the book, didn’t want to be the cannon fodder. From being a lonely terminally ill patient to having a husband and children, with a big shot right at home, she couldn’t let others take that away. Qiao Wei wanted to hold on tight.

Yan Lei noticed that ever since he brought his wife back, she seemed like a different person.

“Commander Yan’s wife wears such old-fashioned fabric all the time, so simple and plain.”

Qiao Wei: Natural fabrics are so comfortable, synthetic fibers go away.

“Did you hear? Commander Yan’s wife voluntarily gave up the new dormitory and continued to live in the old family quarters, giving the chance of living in a building to someone else. Look at her ideological consciousness.”

Qiao Wei: The courtyard in the broken dormitory building is much more down-to-earth.

“We misunderstood them before. Look, the commander’s relatives are here, directly arranged in the guesthouse, high-standard reception, so atmospheric.”

Qiao Wei: Having relatives stay at home is too annoying; sending them to the guesthouse is much more relaxed.

Life went from being formal and distant to passionate and lively. From living in separate rooms in the past, she now walks around in his white shirt with smooth, straight legs in front of him. Before, he couldn’t see her in the morning, but now he could see her rosy cheeks and vibrant eyes when she woke up from morning exercise.

In the past, she complained about his lack of education and didn’t allow her to touch his precious books. Now she willingly handed him a book, saying, “Although I hope you can read it too.”

“Clothes, you can’t wash them; leave it to me,” the man said coldly.

“Just because you don’t want to wash dishes, leave it to me,” the man disdainfully said.

“Here,” the man handed it over.

“What?”

“Money and tickets,” he said. “This month I found more people to exchange cloth tickets, enough for you to buy new clothes.”

Qiao Wei smiled with her eyes curled. As long as she wasn’t the cannon fodder, Qiao Wei lived happily in this 60s and 70s setting. <<less

In the interstellar era, with the advent of artificial uteruses, women are liberated from the constraints of childbirth. Jiang Miao works hard, earns money, and pays five years of social security contributions, finally qualifying for “Gene-Optimized Parenting Program.” Surprisingly, in the first round of the lottery, she matches with a suitable parenting partner:... more>>

“Congratulations on your successful lottery! We have matched you with the most genetically compatible parenting partner!”

“Congratulations! Your parenting partner has agreed to artificial insemination!”

“Congratulations! Your parenting partner has agreed to carry the fetus and give birth!”

“Congratulations! Your parenting partner has agreed to give the child to you!”

Jiang Miao: Absolutely perfect!

That is until she meets Yan He, who wears a black military uniform and is as cold as an iceberg. Jiang Miao realizes that her plan might have taken a small deviation. Actually, natural conception wouldn’t have been a problem either. The allure of uniforms is hard to resist.

Iceberg Interstellar Colonel vs. Earth-crossing woman <<less

In the previous life, Wen Yu forcefully kissed Ji Anning, and she slapped him hard enough to make his mouth bleed.... more>>

“You… don’t f^cking believe that I really like you, do you?” He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

“Your so-called liking is nothing more than being attracted to my looks,” the impoverished student Ji Anning coldly replied.

Later, Ji Anning’s soul drifted and saw the true feelings of the wealthy man who had been pestering her all along. He stood on the rooftop, gazing at the dark night, and whispered, “I have avenged you.”

With a single thought, Ji Anning is reborn to her first year of college. At this time, she hasn’t died yet, and his hands hasn’t been stained with blood for her.

“Ji Anning, don’t even think about escaping from my grasp,” he released her lips and held her jaw viciously.

“What do you like about me? Isn’t it just being attracted to my looks?” Ji Anning smiled slightly, tiptoed, and kissed Wen Yu’s thin and sexy lips.

When I first saw you in the crowd, I saw you inside my heart. I want to shelter you from the wind and rain and hold you in my arms.

[At first glance, it’s you. You’re everything to me, in life and death.]
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In her previous life, the impoverished girl Ji Anning was pursued relentlessly by a wealthy second-generation man named Wen Yu, whom she found annoying. Later, she was forced and coerced into falling to her death, and her soul drifted in the world. However, she saw Wen Yu, who killed her mu*derer with his own hands and went to jail because of it. Ji Anning was reborn and devoted herself to protecting Wen Yu’s peaceful life. The once violent and paranoid Wen Yu showed Ji Anning a different kind of tenderness. <<less