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Books by 钱鼓鼓
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Home in the 1990s, Scavenging in the Modern Era 家在九零，我在现代捡垃圾
[A slow-burn business story] [Everyday life in a bygone era] She transmigrates between the 1990s and the modern day. There's no getting rich overnight, just honest hard work, small businesses operating across two eras by taking advantage of price differences, and a gradual improvement in life, all set against the simple, lively backdrop of the 1990s... A gambling father, a mother who died young, little brothers and sisters to look after, and a girl who dropped out of school at fifteen. In 1997,
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Back Before My Luck Was Stolen, I Come Clean and Stop Pretending 穿回被夺运前，我摊牌不装了
Foil characters + reborn + entrepreneurship + revenge + family life Jiang Qing died in a hospital bed. When she woke up again, she was back in 2003. Her mother and younger brother had yet to be kidnapped, her father was still alive, and there was still time to change everything. Only she knew that her cousin, Jiang Luoluo, who had stolen her fate, wasn’t her uncle Jiang’s biological daughter. She was actually the daughter of a real estate tycoon. In her previous life, Jiang Luoluo stole her fate
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Reborn as a High-Ranking Female in the Beast World, I Build It Up With the System 兽世穿成高阶雌性，我靠系统基建
[Primitive Beast World + Rare Female + System + Unconventional World-Building + Supporting Female with a Childbearing System + Supporting Male with a Genetic Fusion System] Xiang Yan wanders into a primeval forest and is chosen by the System. She's a high-ranking female, too?! Xiang Yan: What the heck is a high-ranking female? System: A high-ranking female is the most revered being in this world. All the male beastmen will flock to you, fighting for the chance to make you the mother of their chi
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The Day I Was Kidnapped, I Chose My Husband’s White Moonlight for Him, Then Fell Off a Cliff 被绑架这天，我替老公选了白月光后坠崖了
When my husband's first love and I were kidnapped at the same time, the kidnappers forced him to choose between us. Without hesitation, I told him that his first love wasn't pregnant at all, and that even her cancer was a lie. In a fit of rage, my husband chose me. That night, his first love was tortured until her lower body rotted, and she died. When he heard the news of her death, my husband didn't even look up. He simply tossed out, “Serves her right.” Later, after three years of IVF, I final
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