The Sons from the Wrong Timeline Have Returned

Main story complete After experiencing worlds of cultivation, the apocalypse, and more, Qin Youyou finally returned to the present day. But before she could even catch her breath, her sons from different time and space followed her on the sly. * That very day, Qin Youyou, who had no one to care for her, was just brought back from the countryside by the Li family. On the way to school, her impeccably dressed fiance looked at her with undisguised disgust. "You? You're not even as good as one strand of Qin Xue's hair." "I'd be better off picking a random fan from Weibo than marrying you. Dream on!" Qin Youyou expressionlessly pulled her sleeve free. She was just about to slap the man's jaw off when a foot shot out from behind her first. The arrogant boy who'd kicked him wore a murderous expression. "Who are you trying to hit on?" The top-tier star, gorgeous from every angle: "You're from the entertainment industry. Who are you?" The baby-faced man dressed like a fortune-teller held up a talisman. "Heh, may your whole family drop dead." The special police captain stepped down from a police car. "Is this a case of school bullying?" The handsome, gentle doctor took Qin Youyou's hand to check her "injuries." "Mom, does your hand hurt?" Three seconds later, the boy, top-tier star, fortune-teller, and officer all roared in unison: "Who are you calling Mom?!" "That's my mom!" "My mom!" "My mom!" Qin Youyou: "..." You've got the wrong person. I don't have sons like you. A silly story with no logic and plenty of stupidity. The heroine has a very powerful golden finger, extremely powerful. It's a brainless feel-good read. If you want something realistic, please look elsewhere. Next story: *The Beauty Beneath My Wings* When Lingjiu was three, her father brought home Lin Chen, covered in wounds, and from then on she had an older brother. When she was seven, her father died. Lin Chen held her tightly and said, "Don't cry, Ling'er. I'll take care of you for the rest of your life." Childhood sweethearts, innocent and inseparable. As the young girl blossomed into a peerless beauty, her heart belonged entirely to Lin Chen. On the day she came of age, Lin Chen personally placed a hairpin in her hair and gently coaxed her. "Your marriage to him is only a temporary measure. He's paralyzed in both legs and can't touch you. Once I've accomplished my goal, I'll marry you and take you home." Lingjiu cried and protested, but in the end she agreed. Trembling with fear, she married that man, waiting for Lin Chen to come and take her back one day. But after waiting and waiting, she ended up dying in that man's arms, pierced by a rain of arrows shot by Lin Chen's trusted men. When Lin Chen awoke from a long dream, he once again, "by accident," made Lingjiu crash into the wheelchair of that man. But he was stunned to see the girl, whose heart had belonged only to him, rubbing her delicate chin against the hem of that man's luxurious robe and pressing her cheek tightly against his paralyzed legs. * The unparalleled gentleman, as graceful as jade, young Ji Heng was famous throughout the capital for his exceptional talent. Matchmakers wore a path to the Ji family's door, until the year of the coup. Ji Heng saved the emperor's life and rose to the highest ranks of the court, but both his legs were left paralyzed, and his personality changed completely, turning vicious and cruel. He strangled his new bride with his own hands, and from then on nobody dared set foot inside the Ji residence. But one snowy, bitterly cold winter, a peerlessly beautiful girl crashed into his knees. She trembled with sobs, yet didn't retreat or show fear. Her delicate cheek rested gently against his legs. Looking at him with tender affection, she asked, "My lord, would you take Ling'er home?" Ji Heng sneered. He recognized her as the capital's number-one beauty, Lingjiu, and knew that she had eyes only for Lin Chen. Even so, Ji Heng took her home. He wanted to see how far she'd go for Lin Chen: would she trick him into drinking poison, or stab him when he wasn't looking? But that night, the young girl tremblingly pulled open his clothes with both hands, then timidly pressed him down onto the bed. Theme: Work hard and honor your parents!