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Books by 极限三选一
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The Aloof Beauty Is Always Spying on Me 高岭之花总在偷窥我
[Just started, so the rating will go up!] [Straight-to-gay, calculating, naturally flirtatious rich-family top ✖ cool, scheming, beautiful, sharp-tongued screenwriting bottom; top's point of view] [Both are strong, mutually devoted, spoil each other, heal each other, secret crush, top students, wealthy families, entertainment industry, campus] Yuan Heng, a finance prodigy at Jing University, has the feeling that someone's been watching him lately. Then he discovers that his secret admirer is non
8.9kReads8.8Score1.6kShelves
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Quick Transmigration: Career Comes First, Love Is Off the Table 快穿：事业批绝不与爱情为伍
Wu Yang’s System is a breath of fresh air in the world of systems: useless, and well aware of it. All it does every day is whimper. The heroine has sound values, is career-focused, and has her heart set on seizing the throne. A one-on-one romance with a split-apart male lead, who’ll have to grovel to win her back. No love rivals, no side characters, not even cats or dogs. First world: A lazy, beloved national sweetheart and her fake-serious, fatherly agent. Second world: A cultivator whose spiri
33Reads8.4Score—Shelves
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Daughter of Destiny! Every Transmigrator Follows My Script 天命之女！穿越者全都走我的剧本
[No romance + fictional setting + beloved by all + wealthy CEO + ensemble cast + satisfying revenge] There were two people living inside Wen Shiyun’s body. Just now, one of them died. It happened suddenly, without warning, and without so much as a “crack.” After she died, Wen Shiyun seamlessly took control of the body. The moment she took over, the emotions in her mind immediately went silent. All the sorrow, pain, grievances, and resentment were pulled away in an instant. So much so that her br
16Reads—Score—Shelves
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I've Got Your Dirt 你的把柄在我手上
Our high school had two treasures. They had tied for the highest entrance exam scores, were assigned to the top Class One, and sat side by side in the first row, in the two seats by the window. After a year of sitting together without speaking, the second treasure was firmly under the first treasure’s thumb. It showed in little things like this: “Going to eat?” Zhong Qing stood up with her meal card, her tone mild. “No.” Huo Shengyu lifted his chin and refused. “Let’s go.” Zhong Qing took two st
15Reads—Score—Shelves