Endless Love and Affection [Quick Transmigration]

[My next novel is My Rich Husband Has Been Possessed. New male lead, no second chances for scumbags, and no groveling at the crematorium. The blurb is below. Have a look if you're interested, dear readers!]

[You are peerlessly beautiful, with countless admirers at your feet, yet you fall for the unreachable son of heaven.]

[You are stunning, yet you tumble into the depths of twisted jealousy, rotting like a foul, putrid maggot.]

[You scheme and plot, only to bring about the death of the one you love.]

[You were born a vicious female side character, with ambition as high as the sky and a life as fragile as paper.]

[In the end, you meet a tragic fate and die without a whole corpse.]

The System smiled. [But you're in luck, because we are the Redemption and Comeback System.]

Ye Manqing smiled and refused. “No thanks.”

The System: “?”

If I've already been cruel, why bother redeeming myself?

If tormenting one person is torment, then tormenting two is too. I might as well go all the way.

From supporting characters to the leads, I can torment them all.

Ye Manqing: “This is how deeply I love (torment) you all~”

Everyone gritted their teeth. “So, who do you love more?”

Ye Manqing: “Hm?”

We're just having fun. Why take it seriously~

After all, life is short. Why not enjoy yourself while you can?

[The Black Moonlight of a powerful rich heir, a love-hate relationship: Canary Miss × Fallen, scheming poor boy]

[The Blood Empress, mutually destroying each other's kingdoms: Princess Hated by All × Wolfish General of the Grasslands]

[Reading Guide]

1. Updated daily until completion. All worlds are entirely fictional.

2. A stunning heroine with a rotten heart and cruel affections, a hedonist who falls for one person after another, then dumps them one by one.

3. A villainous, universally adored Mary Sue story. No redemption, just pure, brainless fun and face-slapping. Everything is in service of the plot. I sincerely apologize if anything makes you uncomfortable, and thank all my readers for adding the story to their collections. I'm very grateful~

Recommended: my friend's completed, thrilling survival story, Gourmet Player in the Wilderness Survival Game. Article ID: 5305537

Recommended: my friend's upcoming interstellar card-system leveling story, Become a Witch in the Card World. Article ID: 3343466

[My next novel. Please add it to your collections!]

My Rich Husband Has Been Possessed. ID=6840010

Fu Liheng, a powerful tycoon, had been secretly in love for years with his white moonlight, Yu Xin, who had just returned from abroad.

On the day she returned, Fu Liheng drove to the airport to pick her up himself, but got into a car accident on the way.

Rumors spread all over the capital, most of them making fun of the movie star Song Ning.

Back then, Fu Liheng had held a storybook wedding to marry Song Ning, making a huge splash. Who would've thought she'd end up like this?

Curled up on the sofa, Song Ning munched on sunflower seeds while watching the news about her husband's accident.

Her husband from a marriage of convenience was dead, and she'd just landed a role in a movie. What a wonderful day, a gift from heaven!

Halfway through, she popped open the champagne to celebrate!

Then Song Ning went to the hospital as a family member

Thanks for asking. Her husband wasn't dead. All five limbs were intact; he was just confused about his memories.

Since he wasn't quite dead, Song Ning clapped her hands and prepared to get a divorce.

Fu Liheng, his memories jumbled, tugged at her sleeve and asked politely but distantly, “Excuse me, fairy, where is this place? I am Fu Liheng, the eldest disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect.”

Song Ning spat out a sunflower seed shell. “Nice.”

That night, in order to restore his spiritual power, the righteous, aloof disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect knelt before Song Ning and begged her to practice dual cultivation with him.

A virgin's first time is lethal, and a cold, aloof sword cultivator is no exception.

Dual cultivation really did work. Fu Liheng's memories started shifting again, and Song Ning briskly decided to continue with the divorce.

Who knew that Fu Liheng, confused by his memories once more, would take her hand and smile like a Samoyed? “Big Sis, you're so pretty. Are you my girlfriend?”

That night, a sunny, gentle puppy of a man waited obediently for her to come home, then cuddled up in her arms to keep her warm.

Everything feels new and exciting the first time, and a puppy is no exception.

Song Ning was so pleased she saw stars. “It's fine if my husband gets possessed forever. Whoever I call my husband is my husband~”

Fu Liheng: “Nice.”

P.S. New male lead. Scumbags don't deserve a second chance, and we don't want groveling at the crematorium.

Upcoming Novel 2

The Pretty Little Widow [Quick Transmigration]. ID=7870104

There's always a certain kind of woman: young and charming, a moon held high by countless admirers.

Yet fortune fails them, and they lose their husbands at a tender age.

Weathered by the years, they remain faithful and beautiful, spending decades as widows before finally earning a chastity arch.

The System: “Host, this widow mission is easy. You only have to spend a few decades living as a widow.”

Tang Su raised an eyebrow and gave a seductive smile. “Yeah, no!”

She's a normal woman with a sex drive, not some chastity-arch spirit reincarnated. I'm done with this!

The frail young master of the Shen family was about to enlist, so his family found him a young bride to bring him good luck.

On their wedding night, the sickly young master held a golden steelyard and gently lifted the corner of her red veil with its hook

His new bride was delicate and soft, looking up at him with almond eyes and a smile.

With clear, gentle eyes and a cherry-red mouth dimpled on both sides, she looked bashful and alluring.

The young bride traced circles with her fingertip and said coyly, “I hope my husband will be kind to me.”

But the thoughts he heard were: “Ugh, his chest is so thin. Doesn't he exercise every day? I still prefer a nice, broad chest.”

The red wedding candles burned through the night

The young bride nestled against him and obediently kissed his chin, displaying her noble generosity. “...Husband, I want to bear you a child.”

But the thoughts he heard were: “Of course that's what men like. Ugh, I'll make do. As a pretty little widow soon to be on the job, I'd rather this sickly husband died under my pomegranate skirt tonight than on the battlefield later.”

The sickly young master of the Shen family raised an eyebrow and curled his lips. “All right.”

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