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I'm Reborn and Don't Have a Love Brain. I'm Loved by the Boss.
In the last life, Su Wan was obsessed with love, loved the scumbag with all her heart, trusted her poisonous best friend, and was eventually plotted together. Her family was ruined, and she died out of hatred. Only on a cold and rainy night did she understand that sincerity fed the dog and trust fed the wolf. Once reborn, she returned to the day of her graduation ceremony when she was twenty-two years old. The scumbag confesses his love in public? She sneered directly: I don't want to, you don't
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The Contracted Substitute Turned Out to Be Bai Yueguang Himself
Lu Hanchen found a substitute Lin Xiao to commemorate his dead first love Su Wanqing, but he did not know that this substitute was his first love himself, Su Wanqing, who committed suicide for revenge, and the gun behind her was aimed at his most trusted relative.
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I Became My Twin Sister's Stand-In Internet Celebrity
"Do I need to take a DNA test?" Lin Wanxing, a top Internet celebrity and loved by thousands of people, suddenly disappeared, which made assistant Lin Chaolu's career successful. In the end, the sisters joined forces to punish evil and promote good.
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Contract Moonlight Is Closed
In order to save his family, Shen Juanxue signed a multi-million contract and became the perfect stand-in for top CEO Bai Yueguang. She studied "White Moonlight Instructions" and imitated her smiles and words, becoming the most impeccable shadow of another woman. President Fu Yunshen got his wish and got a perfect replica. But he became increasingly irritable. This stand-in is so dedicated. Never made a mistake, never crossed a line, never looked at him with the love he craved. When the contract
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The Contract Is Deeply Loved: Mr. Pei's Bai Yueguang Is Actually Me
In order to save his father, the down-and-out daughter Wen Renshu signed a contract and became the substitute bride of Pei Jichuan, the most powerful man in Jincheng. He was cold and cruel, warning her to keep to herself and act like a shadow that shouldn't exist. Wen Renshu originally thought it was an unintentional transaction, but found that an old photo of her from many years ago was locked in the drawer of his desk. She thought she was a chess piece in his hand, but he blocked all the wind
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The Sacred Hand of Chinese Medicine Inherited from Shen Nong
The inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine and personal struggle, combined with elements of fantasy and cultivation, show the protagonist's growth process from ordinary to peak, promote Chinese traditional Chinese medicine culture, and emphasize family responsibility and national mission. Core idea: Through the protagonist's persistence, the power of inheritance, and the path of cultivation, it embodies the spirit of "endless inheritance and endless struggle", reveals the close connection b
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The Awakening of the Son-In-Law: Counterattack on the Legend of the Gods
The Liu family, a wealthy family in Haicheng, was filled with a depressing atmosphere at the moment. In the living room of the villa, everyone in the Liu family sat around on the luxurious sofa, all looking at Ye Feng who was standing in the corner, their eyes full of disdain and contempt. "Ye Feng, look at what you look like now. You eat and live in our Liu family, but you can't even handle this little thing!" Liu Tianxiong, the old man of the Liu family, was sitting on the main seat with an an
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Wan Jing's Humanity Ascends to Heaven
Lin Ye's nails cracked on the rough surface of the Spirit Marrow Mine, and the oozing blood beads were greedily sucked in by the gray ore before they could drip, leaving only a dark brown stain. A cold black mist with a rusty smell was seeping out from the depths of the mineral veins, wrapping around his arms and getting into the cracked nails.
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Reminiscences of Ancient Souls Today: the Extraordinary Life of the Palace Maid Sister
Lin Xiaoxuan, an ordinary female veterinarian, originally lived a peaceful life, but her destiny was completely changed due to a bizarre encounter. On that day, the ancient soul tried to seize the body. Although it failed, it was like planting a root of disaster. After that, she often dreamed of the grand scenes of the ancient palace, and she even awakened the vixen spirit of her ancestors, and strange memories came flooding back to her. The intrigues in the palace and the struggle for survival
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The Sects of All Taoists Are Destroyed
The blood moon hung in the sky, like a peeled eyeball, with turbid scarlet flowing down, soaking the entire Huaiyang Village in a sticky, rusty light. Not long after the acid rain stopped, pungent white smoke was still emitting from the thatch on the roof, mixed with the fishy smell of turning earth, and a deeper, sickening sweetness - the smell of blood quickly decaying in the hot and humid air.
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Playing with My Little Wife: the E-Sports Tycoon Is Always Tortured by Me
She's back. Back to the night before everything happened, she was still the clumsy "rookie" in his eyes who needed his "extra care" to stay in the club as a sparring partner.
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Old Dreams of the Republic of China: Songs of Leaving in Troubled Times
Recommendations [The cheongsam of the Republic of China hides a knife, and the smile quenches the poison] "To live my life again, I want to be the kindling that burns down ten miles of foreign land!" Between the neon lights of Paramount and the undercurrent of the Huangpu River, I tore up the ladies' masks and settled the blood debt with a Western abacus. When Gu Mingyuan, a new financial upstart, pressed closer and closer, I twisted his tie into shackles with my backhand: "Second Young Master G
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The Secret of Arson in the West of the City
New works are released. Welcome to Tomato Novel to read my works. I hope you all like them. Your attention is the motivation for my writing. I will try my best to tell every story!
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Spirit Mine Storm: Counterattack and Become a Master
The autumn rain is as dense as silver needles, pricking diagonally on the bluestone slabs of Qingyun School, splashing fine water splashes. The copper bell at the corner of the eaves swayed in the wind, making a clear yet somewhat desolate sound. Lu Chen squatted under the eaves of the service room, holding three ancient copper coins with his sharp-jointed fingers. The edges of the coins were rounded by the years, but the lines on them were still clear.
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The Waste Wood from the Ancient Times Counterattacked and Became a God
The morning mist in Qingyun Valley always carries the bitter smell of vegetation. Mo Yu squatted in the ridge of the 39th field in the medicine garden, holding a clover with his fingertips, carefully avoiding the dewdrops rolling on the leaves - that is the "condensation grass" that Uncle Zhou said, and it needs to be picked before three quarters of Mao in order for the juice to be used in medicine. The green shirt on his body has been washed and turned white, and the wooden plaque "Shou Zhuo" o
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Waiting for the Wind Is Worse Than Waiting for You
The cruel young marshal mistakenly fell into the trap of an actor who was secretly flirting with him. He was stuck in the quagmire, but he was willing to give up everything he had. He looked at him coldly and ruined his bright future. How will the love and hatred between the two people be decided in the face of the fall of their home country?
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Lonely Sober Person
When everyone's memories begin to go wrong collectively, you are the only one who is awake, and the world is trying to repair your "loophole". Lin Mo, a 28-year-old book editor, discovered that everyone in the city, including himself, had lost part of their memory overnight. But he soon realizes that his "forgetfulness" is a disguise - he is the only one who remembers the truth. Mysterious "restorators" began to appear in the city, and they would "correct" those who showed abnormal memories. Lin
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Fragments of Time and Space: a Female Financial Spy in 1935
Ning Wei, a 29-year-old financial elite, accidentally traveled to Shanghai in 1935 when he was at the lowest point in his life, and was involved in the overt and covert battles between the Youth Gang, the underground party and Japanese military agents. Relying on modern financial knowledge and historical foresight, she dealt with the youth gang leader Du Qingfeng and the underground party intelligence agent Cheng Yichen, changing history and being changed by history. When love and mission intert
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After Being Bound to the Prince Regent System, the Failed Scholar Was Killed and Went Crazy
I failed the imperial examination again and became a joke in the whole capital. But they don't know that I just have a fatal "Regent System" in my arms. Task 1: Within three days, become the guest of the Seventh Princess. I smiled, okay, starting from this first step, let all those who look down on me kneel down and call you the prince!
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The Overlord of the Immortal World, Descendants of Shennong
He has been collecting herbs with his mother since he was a child. On the eve of her death, her mother taught him the fragments of the Shennong Sutra, and used her last spiritual power to plant a "heart-protecting grass" for him, predicting that "the day this grass blooms, it will be the time when the inheritance awakens." After graduating from college, he failed to find a job. When he saw his roommate Wang Hao showing off his status as a pharmaceutical company executive, his self-esteem was fru
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Time Travel and Become the Second Son of Lao Zhu: I Can Conquer the World Even If I Lie Flat
New works are released. Welcome to Tomato Novel to read my works. I hope you all like them. Your attention is the motivation for my writing. I will try my best to tell every story!
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Wasteland Counterattack: Electronic Division Breaks the Game
When the siren tore through the laboratory ceiling, Qin Yue was picking up the 37th chip capacitor with tweezers. The thermostat showed 24.7°C, and the blue light on the anti-static mat reflected the old injury on his left eyebrow bone—a souvenir from the component fragments that flew when welding a short circuit three years ago. He turned the pen as usual, the metal pen barrel drawing a translucent arc between his fingers, until the red warning light penetrated the blinds and cast a shaking blo
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I Have a Sword That I Dare to Fight With
The flames in the medicine stove licked the bottom of the casserole, making a crackling sound, and a steam mixed with the smell of bitterness and rust filled the small pharmacy. Lin Ye stared at the tumbling ink-black concoction, unconsciously twisting a handful of dried "Bone Erosion Grass" with his thin fingers.
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Winter Solstice Every Year, Peace Every Year
Twenty-six years after the spiritual energy was revived, the earth was reshaped by mutated animals and plants and strange beasts emerging from the "door". Every year on the night of the "double moons and the same sky" during the winter solstice, "bloody tides" erupt from more than 20 stone gates across the country, releasing crazy strange beasts. But this night is also the day when mankind awakens. In front of the twenty-six gates of Hua Kingdom, tens of thousands of soldiers built the city wit
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System Cheating, Qingmei Counterattacks and Dominates the Business World
During the humid rainy season, in a rental house in an urban village in City A, Chen Xuan stared at the text message "You have been fired" on the screen of his mobile phone, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the sheets tightly. The patter of rain outside the window beats against the rusty anti-theft net, mixed with the smell of oil smoke from the small restaurant downstairs, making this small and cramped space even more depressing. "Unemployed again..." Chen Xuan smiled to himself and touch
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Scientific Research Assistant Counterattacks Against the King of Black Technology
At 11:42 in the middle of the night, the wall clock in the physics laboratory of Qingzhou University made a subtle ticking sound. Chen Mo's fingertips caressed the keychain unconsciously, and the metal edge had already been polished until it shined. His eyes were fixed on the experimental data of the quantum battery, and his handsome face showed a tired but determined expression under the blue light of the instrument. "Calibrate another 0.3 Millivolts and maybe we can break through the critical
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The King of Soldiers' Counterattack: the System Traps the God of War
The hot and humid air is like a rag that cannot be wrung out, clinging to every inch of the jungle in southern Yunnan. Chen Rui lay under the camouflage net, rubbing the dark brown wet soil mixed with rotten leaves and soil on the tip of his nose. The gun belt was wrapped three times around his left wrist, and the cold metal buckle rubbed against his skin, reminding him that he was not at the camp's tactical training ground at this moment. "Ruizi, are you touching the soles of your shoes again?"
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Light Dragon Bloodline
"Young Master is really pious." The purple gold boots of the Great Elder Chu Shanhe ran over the incense ashes, and the corner of his twelve-layered blood-patterned robe brushed against his face, causing a burning pain like being struck by a whip. "I just don't know, is this incense a tribute to the ancestors, or is it feeding the dirt on your left arm?"
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Counter Attack by Small Soldiers to Overturn the Dynasty
The setting sun was like blood, splashing on the martial arts field of Lingyun Dynasty Zhennan Army. The turbid mud has been repeatedly trampled by thousands of pairs of military boots, and the smell of sweat and rust permeates the hot and humid air. Yunfeng knelt on one knee in the muddy water. His black outfit had already been soaked through. The white washed fabric clung to his spine, outlining the young man's lean but tight muscle lines. The iron gun in his hand was stuck diagonally in the m
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