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  1. My Mother Forced Me to Marry an Ugly Girl, and I Was Stupid on the Wedding Night Marriage & Romance8k WordsCompleted My mother forced me to marry an ugly girl, and I was stupid on the wedding night 11.5kReads9.4Score223Shelves
  2. The Great Zhou: Starting with Surviving the Northern Expedition Historical281k WordsOngoing A modern soul enters Chai Rong. The first thing I do is make sure I don't die. In the sixth year of the Xiande era, I lead the northern campaign against the Yan and Yun regions. Instead of falling ill, I recover all sixteen prefectures in one fell swoop and make the whole realm tremble. Zhao Kuangyin? He's my most trusted brother, and the strongest general in the Great Zhou. But what I'm about to do next leaves him and my fierce, battle-hardened subordinates unable to sit still: Take military po 4Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. You Don’t Believe Me? Then I’ll Take the Kids and Leave. Now You’re Panicking Modern Romance35k WordsCompleted You don't believe me? Then I'll take the child and leave. Now you're panicking. —Reads8.4Score—Shelves
  4. She Keeps Saying I Don't Spend Time with the Kids, But She Doesn't Understand My Heart 26k WordsCompleted She always says I don't spend enough time with the kids, but she doesn't understand my heart. —Reads8.5Score—Shelves
  5. She's Always Being Unreasonable, but I Can't Explain Why Modern Romance33k WordsCompleted She’s always unreasonable, yet somehow can never explain herself. —Reads8.6Score—Shelves
  6. A City in the Mountains of the Foggy Capital: Fengdu Mystery218k WordsOngoing Before he died, Grandpa clutched my hand and said slowly through his toothless mouth, “Our Chen family has guarded the well outside Fengdu’s north gate for generations. Remember, every year on the fourteenth day of the seventh month, throw three jin of spirit money into the well, and write the recipient as ‘the Underworld’s Ministry of Revenue.’ If you ever forget…” He died before he could finish. This year, I forgot. It’s 1:23 a.m. on the fifteenth day of the seventh month. Someone is knocking —Reads—Score—Shelves