The Story of Me and My 38 Men

1 极 The Ultimate Live-In Son-in-Law The Cat Who Doesn't Eat FishUrban6.6M WordsCompleted 6.7kReads6.9Score746Shelves

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The magic needle opens the eyes, and the Dragon King returns! After being blind for three years, Qin Hao opened his eyes and his world turned upside down! Blind son-in-law? No! He is the unparalleled Dragon King with clairvoyant eyes and excellent medicine and martial arts! The little nurse's silver needle trembled slightly, but the world in his eyes was completely transparent... "Don't move~" The tenderness reached his ears, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "This injection is a good one!" ---Tianhai City, top ward. Qin Hao opened his eyes suddenly, and the dazzling light made him trance - he saw it! He really saw the light again! For three whole years of darkness, that mysterious old man didn't lie to him! Ecstasy instantly overwhelmed him. However, the next second, a sudden change occurred! After a tearing pain in his eyes, the world in front of him... Was completely overturned! The pipelines behind the wall, the scene in the ward next door, and even... The attentive little nurse in front of her, her graceful curves under her uniform are all clearly revealed! This... This? ! "Stop moving!" A soft cry sounded out with a hint of anger and professional nervousness. Qin Hao subconsciously raised his head, his eyes penetrated the brim of the nurse's hat and landed on the delicate but nervous little face. At this moment, the slender needle tip in her hand, under Qin Hao's "divine eyes", traces its trajectory as clearly as if it were moving slowly. Blind son-in-law? Received all the looks? From today on, the myth ends! The true dragon that has been dormant for three years has returned with a pair of divine eyes that can break through illusions and see through all things! Medical skills and supernatural powers? Invincible in martial arts? Wealth and power? In his eyes, it was just an illusion that could be shattered with a snap of a finger! Those who once despised him are doomed to crawl and tremble; those who once trampled on him will surely repay him a hundredfold! These eyes can not only see through the appearance, but also the supreme power that changes the clouds and controls the world! Let's see how Qin Hao sweeps across the city with his invincible appearance and interprets a legend that changes the color of the world!

2 脱 Derailed Candy Snow MountainModern Romance70k WordsCompleted 71.2kReads9.5Score6.3kShelves

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**Continuation:** Men in the blind date market, when looking for a marriage partner, hope to find a woman they can hold their own. In a profession like Yu Huan's, she deals with shrewd businessmen, complex contract terms and capital operations of hundreds of millions every day. The calmness and sharpness tempered in her eyes, even if she deliberately restrains herself, will always be revealed in an inadvertent moment during the chatting and laughing dinner. That is not meanness, but a clear sense of boundaries based on professionalism, a sobriety that cannot be fooled. This makes men who are accustomed to taking the dominant position in relationships, or at least expecting their partners to be "gentle and submissive," instinctively feel a little stressed, even uneasy. The light of the text message screen reflected on Yu Huan's face. She twitched the corners of her mouth and hovered her fingertips on the cold screen for a moment. In the end, she only typed three words and sent them: "Okay, good night." As expected, there was no disturbance. She threw her phone on the cabinet in the entrance hall, like unloading a heavy prop. He kicked off his high heels, stepped on the cold floor with his bare feet, walked all the way to the living room, and sank into the soft sofa. The carefully crafted relaxed atmosphere in the restaurant faded in an instant, leaving only the faint hum of the air conditioner running and her own clear breathing in the apartment. The makeup is exquisite, the hair is fluffy, and the carefully selected dress outlines a good figure - all these efforts seem a bit funny in front of the other party's words of "be friends". She didn't dress up to please anyone, but to respect the meeting and herself. But in the end, nothing seems to have changed. "Ha, 'not suitable'..." Yu Huan murmured to himself, his voice seemed a little thin in the empty living room. Where doesn't fit? Is her profession too aggressive? Or is it that the gleam in her eyes when she talks about work makes the other person feel that she is "difficult to control"? Or is it just her existence itself, the calmness supported by experience and independence, that makes the other party who is used to the traditional relationship between men and women feel unsuitable? Cen Si's call came almost immediately, with gossipy excitement in her voice: "Huanhuan! How are you? Mr. Zhang is a nice guy, isn't he? I see that he is upright in the photo and he is reliable. I heard that he is doing well in an investment bank!" Yu Huan turned on the phone and put it aside, leaning on the back of the sofa and looking at the simple chandelier on the ceiling. "Well, the appearance is not bad, and the conversation is decent." "Right! I'll just say it! How does it feel? Can we chat? Have you made an appointment next time?" Cen Si's tone was full of expectation. Yu Huan was silent for two seconds and let out a breath: "I just received a text message from him, saying 'very pleasant', and then euphemistically saying 'not suitable' and hoping to 'be friends'." The other end of the phone was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, Cen Siba's high-pitched voice came over: "What?! Not good again? What is he doing! You can't even look down on such a good condition? Or is he blind? You are already dressed up so beautifully! Huanhuan, are you talking about work again? Are you talking about non-litigation, mergers and acquisitions, and risk clauses? How many times have I told you, let's have a casual chat on a blind date! Don't show off your lawyer skills right away!" Listening to his friend's barrage of "accusations", Yu Huan smiled instead. It's not a happy smile, it's a smile that's a little tired and understanding. "Sisi, I didn't talk about the details of my work. When he asked, I simply said that I was engaged in corporate non-litigation, and I was busy and traveled a lot. He asked about my income, and I said it was okay. That's all." She paused, her voice calm, "The problem is not what I said. The problem is that I, sitting across from him, represent a life state and energy field that he may not want. My professional label, my way of thinking, and even my definition of 'okay' as an income are all written on my face and engraved in my bones. It cannot be hidden." Cen Si choked on the other end of the phone, as if he wanted to refute, but couldn't find the words for a moment. "Then... You can't beat him to death with a stick! There are always men who can appreciate your excellence, right?" "Yes, of course." Yu Huan's voice was very calm, as if stating an objective fact, "But in this highly purposeful 'market', most people are not looking for a soul mate, but a 'partner' who meets the expected parameters. 'Stable', 'Family-oriented' ' and 'easy to get along with' are usually the core parameters. Isn't it normal for options like mine that are 'unstable' (because of busyness and traveling), 'may not care about family' (because of career ambition), and 'don't seem easy to get along with' (because of professional traits) to be eliminated in the initial screening?" She recalled the hesitant politeness and alienation on his face under the streetlight when he finally walked her to the gate of the community. He probably thought she was nice, but not "safe" or "docile" enough. He needs a partner who can be more easily integrated into his life orbit, rather than a fellow traveler who has a strong orbit in his own right. "Alas..." Cen Si sighed deeply and softened her tone, "Huanhuan, I know you are excellent, independent and don't need to rely on a man. But... If you continue like this, are you really going to be alone all your life? I feel worried for you. Don't be so demanding, no one is perfect..." "It's not that I'm demanding," Yu Huan interrupted her with a gentle but firm tone, "Sisi, it's that I don't want to give in. I don't want to force myself into a relationship that requires me to deliberately curb my shine and act gentle, respectful and thrifty just to end my single life. The number on the bank card can It gives me a sense of security because I earned it through my own efforts and no one can take it away. Feelings are too luxurious and too fragile. Instead of placing my expectations on a man who needs me to "adapt", I should focus on things that I can really control." She stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The city's neon lights flash in the distance, outlining a cold yet bustling outline. This place where she struggled to take root gave her a decent life and a strong armor. Blind date is just a small splash of water occasionally in life, and it will soon return to peace. "Okay, don't worry about me." Yu Huan said to the phone with a lighter tone, "I'll treat you to dinner on the weekend to soothe your hurt heart because of my failed blind date. As for Mr. Zhang... Be friends? Forget it, there is no shortage of this name in the address book." After hanging up the phone, Yu Huan did not immediately remove her makeup. She poured a glass of water, sat back on the sofa, and picked up the mobile phone thrown on the cabinet. The screen still stayed on the text message interface of "I hope to be friends". She slid her fingertips and pressed the delete key without hesitation. The moment the text message disappeared, the last lingering feeling of stagnation in her heart also dissipated. She opened her mailbox and found several unread work emails inside, with the project name and deadline clearly marked in the title. This is her main battlefield, where she can clearly measure value and obtain certain returns. He tapped his fingertips quickly on the screen and replied with a concise and clear email. As the night wore on, the only sound left in the apartment was the clicking of keyboards, regular and powerful. The neon lights outside the window were still flashing, reflecting on Yu Huan's focused profile. The blind date episode has turned the page, and the main theme of life is still her own, clear and firm march. As for whether that "person to spend a lifetime with" will appear? Yu Huan picked up the water glass and took a sip, looking past the lights outside the window. Just let it happen. Coming is the icing on the cake; not coming, the road under her feet is solid and wide enough. ---

3 临 Linyuan Yuan Moonlight Tempered on the BladeModern Romance205k WordsCompleted 8Reads—Score—Shelves

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From physical liking to psychological liking, marriage first, love later

4 你 You Broke Your Promise Shi QingyaoModern Romance138k WordsCompleted 72.1kReads9.5Score13kShelves

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"Sunset and Old Dreams" Xiang Yu's high heels got stuck in the cracks of the sidewalk bricks. When she lowered her head to pull out her heels, the message that lit up on the screen of her phone was like a dull knife, stabbing slowly and accurately under her sixth rib. Song Huaishi was getting married. The evening breeze in the small town suddenly became thicker, and Xiang Yu found it difficult to breathe. She subconsciously touched her left middle finger - there was an almost invisible shallow scar there, which was left by Song Huaishi suddenly hugging her from behind when she was sharpening pencils when she was eighteen years old. "Xiao Yu? Are you listening?" Lu Jiasui's voice came from the receiver, "His fiancée is a doctor at the dental hospital. I heard..." Xiang Yu took the phone further away and focused on the closed milk tea shop on the corner. Ten years ago, Song Huaishi was always there waiting for her after school, with the cuffs of his white shirt stained with paint, smiling like a boy who would never be defeated by reality. Now the store transfer banner has faded, like some deliberately forgotten promise. "Very good." She finally spoke, her voice so steady that even she was surprised, "When is the wedding?" There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds. "On the 15th of next month, at the Linjiang Hotel." Lu Jiasui asked cautiously, "Are you going?" In the dusk, Xiang Yu saw that his shadow was stretched very long. She remembered that the last time she saw Song Huai was at dusk like this. He stood under the locust tree at the school gate and said, "Xiang Yu, let's separate for now." She didn't know at that time that what some people meant by "temporarily" was actually another way of saying "forever." "I'm going on a business trip that day." Xiang Yu heard himself say. After hanging up the phone, she realized that her nails had dug into her palms. The glass of the milk tea shop reflects her current appearance: exquisite makeup, meticulous suit, and the girl in her eyes who has never grown up. As the sunset gradually faded and the first star lit up, Xiang Yu suddenly remembered that on her eighteenth birthday, Song Huaishi gave her a box of watercolor paints. "The sunset in your eyes," the boy said at the time, "is worth remembering forever."

5 听 Tingnan Farewell WordModern Romance196k WordsCompleted 31.2kReads9.6Score4.6kShelves

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"Time Index" The June sunshine was like melted butter, sticky on Xia Tingnan's skin. She stood under the bus stop sign and looked at her watch for the umpteenth time - it was 5:23, and she had already missed three buses. The phone vibrated, and her mother's profile picture popped up: "Why aren't you home yet?" "I missed the bus." She replied briefly and stuffed the phone back into her pocket. Recently, the library is holding the "Red Classics Reading Month". She is responsible for organizing books in three exhibition areas by herself, and she also has to deal with sudden random checks on party history knowledge. Last night I memorized the specific times of the "Three Major Battles", and my dream was filled with the sound of gunfire. The shadows of street trees slanted across the platform, and Xia Tingnan's eyelids became heavy. In a daze, she saw a man wearing a black trench coat standing in the shade of a tree. It was really weird to wear a trench coat on June day. "Be careful." When a deep male voice rang in his ears, Xia Tingnan realized that she was falling forward. The man in the trench coat held her shoulder with one hand and held a heavy ancient book in his other hand. The four words "Index of Time" gilded on the leather cover shine brightly in the sun. "Thank you, I may be too tired..." Xia Tingnan stood still awkwardly, and suddenly discovered that the man's pupils were a rare amber color. The man didn't answer, but just put the ancient book into her hand. "It will help you." After saying that, he turned around and left. The hem of his windbreaker swept across the hot ground without leaving a single wrinkle. "Wait! Your book -" Xia Tingnan took two steps to catch up, but the intersection was already deserted. The bus finally pulled into the stop. Xia Tingnan sat down holding the inexplicable ancient book, feeling a strange chill coming from the leather cover. She accidentally opened the first page, and a line of small words appeared on the yellowed page: "Today's remaining reading time: 47 minutes." "What the hell..." Xia Tingnan rubbed her eyes, and the line of words disappeared, replaced by a normal content page. But when she silently recited "I really want to rest", the whole book suddenly became as light as a feather, and all the words turned into her favorite prose excerpts. After returning home, Xia Tingnan stuffed the ancient books into the bottom shelf of the bookshelf. While memorizing party history late at night, the book slipped to her feet. On the opened page were all the knowledge points that would be asked in tomorrow's spot check. Outside the window, a man in a trench coat stood under the streetlight, looked at Xia Tingnan's window and said softly: "Welcome to the librarian's 'Special Cataloging Group'."

6 血 Under the Bloody Skirt Release 12Modern Romance1.5M WordsCompleted 6.9kReads9.4Score831Shelves

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The heroine uses white and black, super green tea, thousand-layer routine, everything she does is for revenge. 🔪People There are multiple male protagonists, of various types, from sinister and domineering, to evil and arrogant, to little bitches...

7 潇 The Sound of Rain Is Late Meng ZhiwanModern Romance120k WordsCompleted 119.8kReads9.7Score17.8kShelves

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"Comparison Game" When Ye Xiao was six years old, he drew a small red flower with a crayon. She stood on tiptoe and stuck the painting on the refrigerator, waiting for her mother to come back from get off work to praise her. "Ye Feng memorized ten Tang poems yesterday." Mom pulled off the paintings and threw them into the trash can. "You still have the nerve to play?" This is the earliest imprint of "comparison" in Ye Xiao's memory. From then on, she understood that in this family, the value of her existence was to be stronger than Ye Feng. At the dinner table, her mother would suddenly throw her chopsticks: "Ye Feng got a perfect score on the math test, why are you only 98?"; After the parent-teacher meeting, her mother grabbed her wrist and dragged her home: "Ye Feng is now the squad leader, and you are not even the team leader?"; Even when her fever reached 39 degrees, her mother would just sneer: "Ye Feng still insists on practicing piano when she has a fever, you know how to pretend to be dead." Ye Xiao once peeked at her mother's diary. The yellowed page was filled with his obsession with his uncle: "Today Ye Ming handed the cafeteria master a cigarette, and his profile looked really like him..." Ye Ming is his father's name, and "he" always refers to his uncle. There is a newspaper clipping on the last page of the diary - my uncle's calligraphy work won an award. Next to it is what my mother wrote in red pen: "My daughter must be better than his son." When dad comes home on weekends, it's Ye Xiao's only respite. He would quietly take her to eat ice cream, wiping the cream from her mouth before her mother noticed. "Don't blame your mother." Dad always said this, looking in the direction of the township government in the distance. On Sunday night, when her father's old suitcase clicked shut again, Ye Xiao knew that in the next five days, she would have to face her mother's anger alone. On her fifteenth birthday, Ye Xiao made a wish in front of the cake: "I hope Ye Feng will disappear." When the candles were extinguished, she saw a flash of fear in her mother's eyes. At that moment she suddenly understood that in this comparison game that had lasted for fifteen years, they were all losers.

8 京 The Capital's Most Notorious Beauty Stars Fill My EyesAncient Romance1.1M WordsCompleted 87.2kReads9.3Score11.3kShelves

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Xiong Jing Shura Field➕Top Green Tea➕Female Supporting Counterattack➕All Really Fragrant Ancient Sayings➕Full Text of the Visual Development of Vicious Female Supporting Personnel Whitewashing? How can a vicious female supporting character be cleansed?

9 攀 Climbing the Social Ladder Egrets in PairsAncient Romance424k WordsCompleted 183.7kReads9.6Score27.6kShelves

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"Golden Thread Cage" Chen Baoxiang huddled in a damp corner. Paramount's cheongsam embroidered with gold thread was already filthy. It had been three days since she rejected Commander Zhang's proposal in public, and she had been locked in this dark cell. "Shameless bitch!" Commander Zhang's adjutant spat on her face and the spit seemed to be still hot. The moonlight slanted in through the high window, illuminating the floating dust. Chen Baoxiang stretched out his scarred fingers, trying to catch those erratic light spots. Once on the Paramount stage, her singing voice could make these light spots stop. Now, even the dust is freer than her. "Do as I say and I'll make sure you fly up the branch." When a deep male voice suddenly sounded, Chen Baoxiang thought it was a hallucination caused by a high fever. Until the iron door slid open silently, and a young officer wearing a dark blue military uniform walked in under the moonlight. The general star on the epaulettes glowed coldly in the dark. "Commander Fu... Commander Fu?" She recognized the red man in the headquarters, and the smell of blood filled her throat. "Commander Zhang sent you to... Execute me?" Fu Yun squatted down and raised her chin with cold fingers. Only then did Chen Baoxiang realize that there was a strange golden glow in the depths of his pupils. "I want you to be my fiancée." His fingertips traced the birthmark on her collarbone, and the cinnabar mole shaped like a key suddenly burned. "In exchange, I will take you out of this hell." The guard coughed from outside the cell. Fu Yunshen suddenly covered her mouth, and Chen Baoxiang was horrified to see his shadow twisting and deforming on the wall, and actually stretched out a claw-like black shadow to strangle the guard outside the door by the throat. "Shh -" he whispered in her ear, his warm breath blowing over her scabbed wound, "Your real nightmare has just begun." When Fu Yunshen hugged her sideways, Chen Baoxiang remembered the words of her old leader in her dizziness: "Baoxiang, your voice is a curse rather than a blessing." The moonlight shone on Fu Yunshen's cold and hard profile, and she suddenly understood - the branches have always been the territory of predators. ---

10 兄 Brothers and Friends "Attack" Popular Support10k WordsCompleted 129Reads9.2Score—Shelves

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The story of four men

11 病 Spring Returns to the Branches of a Sick Tree Sweet MelonAncient Romance476k WordsCompleted 620.5kReads9.5Score89.9kShelves

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"I soared after the paper's plagiarism check rate was zero" Sang Nian's fingers were pinching a man's neck. Three minutes ago, she was crawling madly in the library because the paper's plagiarism check rate was 0%, but now she was kneeling in a pool of blood on the floor, with the strange man's violently beating carotid artery under her palm. "If you don't kill me today, I will cut out your heart and bones tomorrow, crush your bones and throw away ashes." The man spit out blood and sneered, his black robe was cut to pieces by the sword energy, revealing the hideous wound on his chest. Sang Nian was so frightened that he retracted his hand, and the sticky spiritual power residue pulled out the silver thread from his fingers. "Fellow Taoist, do you believe me when I say I crawled here accidentally?" The man's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist. A revolving door flashed in front of Sang Nian's eyes - staying up late to check documents, the instructor's life-threatening series of calls, the 0% displayed by the duplication check system... Finally settled on the lines of the library floor tiles. Bite! The academic cultivation system is activated] [It is detected that the originality of the host's paper is 100%] [Reward: Foundation-building period + literature retrieval technique] A warm current suddenly surges to the limbs and bones. Sang read blessings to her soul, and pointed to the pen to draw golden runes in the air - this is the theoretical framework that was criticized for "lack of citations" in her paper. "Impossible!" The man was shaken away by the golden light, "How can you activate the laws of heaven and earth without building a foundation?" Sang Nian looked at her glowing fingertips, and the system panel flashed in front of her eyes: [New task: writing "On the Relationship between Spiritual Power and Quantum Entanglement"] [The plagiarism check rate must be maintained at 0%] She adjusted her non-existent glasses and showed an academic smile to the man with a blood-stained face: "Fellow Taoist, are you interested in being my research subject?" There was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance, and the man's expression suddenly solidified: "What kind of old monster are you pretending to be young?"

12 宫 Palace Wall Willow Dream DollAncient Romance166k WordsCompleted 61.8kReads9.7Score8.7kShelves

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"No Fighting for Spring" I, Jiang Yingliu, am kneeling on the sapphire bricks of Yihua Palace to serve tea to Concubine Shu. The hot tea cup made my fingertips red, but I didn't dare to shake it - my mother-in-law said this morning that this is a fatal rule. "Sister, get up quickly." Concubine Shu's voice was like snow soaked in honey, cool and sweet at the same time. I raised my head and took a peek. The rumored number one invisible person in the Sannomiya and Sixth Academy actually looked like a lady in a meticulous painting. Even the smile lines at the corners of her mouth seemed to have been drawn out with the finest wolf hair. My Lanfen Pavilion is located behind the main hall of Concubine Shu, and there are twelve weeping crabapples planted there. On the third day after entering the palace, I was squatting under a tree picking flower petals to make a sachet when I suddenly heard two palace maids outside the wall chatting: "Jiang Mei is really lucky. I heard that she couldn't even recite the "Women's Rules" on the day of the draft..." "Shhh - that's Taifu Jiang's granddaughter. What the emperor wants is her father and brother's salt tax account book in Jiangnan..." I crushed the begonia flower in my hand. I see. No wonder the emperor looked at me that day as if he were looking at a gilded accountant. "Sister, do you like this flower?" Concubine Shu didn't know when she stood under the corridor, her moon-white skirt brushing against the moss. I hurriedly saluted, but stepped on the corner of my skirt and threw myself into the flowers. Concubine Shu actually bent down to help me. Her fingertips were cold, and she lightly stroked my palm: "Although Begonia is beautiful, it is not one ten thousandth as good as my sister." I was confused as to what she meant by this, when I saw her pressing my bruised wrist with a handkerchief. The handkerchief was embroidered with a strange red flower, like a mandala stained with blood. That night, I had a fever. In a daze, I saw Concubine Shu sitting beside my couch, playing with the petals of the crabapple I picked up. "Xiao Liu'er," she called me for the first time, "in this palace, the more stupid you are, the longer you will live." After saying that, she put the petals piece by piece into my hot lips, which was so sweet that it turned bitter. I suddenly remembered my grandmother's words - she said I was like her. The grandmother, the eldest princess of Huayang, was an undefeated palace champion in three dynasties.

13 十 The End of Ten Days Pest Control Team MemberMystery3.2M WordsCompleted 1.8MReads9.9Score209.3kShelves

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These books were all found on my bookshelf, and they are all excellent! Especially "Beloved", I have been following it for two years and finally finished it. The plot twists and turns again and again! The plot is not cliché at all, and it really teaches us how to love others, not only lovers, but also family and friends! Mutual salvation! Push hard push

20 离 Back to High School Before the Divorce: This Time, I Won't Fall for You Xun CanModern Romance418k WordsCompleted 116.7kReads9.4Score11.1kShelves

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These books were all found on my bookshelf, and they are all excellent! Especially "Beloved", I have been following it for two years and finally finished it. The plot twists and turns again and again! The plot is not conventional at all, and it really teaches us how to love others, not only lovers, but also family and friends! Mutual salvation! Push hard push

22 花 Flower Demon Cotton FlowerAncient Romance337k WordsCompleted 6.2kReads9.5Score861Shelves

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In the past life and the present, ten people have a soft spot for love and ten palaces fight for power. A smart and tough female surgeon vs. A suspicious and cold-blooded war general. A tear-jerking story about the white plum and the real dragon in the Qilian Wonderland, and the reincarnation of snowflakes and the tribulations.

23 九 Nine Marriages for the Queen The Road to TumiAncient Romance257k WordsCompleted 11Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The heroine is stunningly beautiful + a heartthrob + multiple male protagonists + the female is not a male virgin + the male competes in the Shura field + takes by force + abuses the male

24 厉 Mr. Li Betrayed His Wife and Raised a Mistress Outside. Ji HuanModern Romance362k WordsCompleted 14Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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I highly recommend these two books, they are really good to read.