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RevengeSatisfying
After witnessing the fall of her country and the destruction of her family, she is reborn a decade into the past as an arrant villain. Killing playboys, playing the double agent, and exposing the false innocents, she is determined to leave her enemies with nowhere to hide!
UrbanContemporary
I was originally a student, but became the famous one. Everyone insisted on cultivate with me. From then on, I started my path of cultivating...
SubstituteArranged Marriage
Wendy inadvertently crosses time and space to arrive in the Kingdom of Media – circa 600 B.C. When a turn of fate leads everyone to believe she is Princess Amytis of Media, Wendy is forced to take her place as the betrothed of one of history's greatest Kings – Nebuchadnezzar II of Babylon. While secretly trying to find her way back to modern times, Wendy engages in a battle of mind and spirit with the tyrant King... but will her story end in love, or in death?
An inspector who always follows the rules, a supervised object who is cynical and deviant, plus a born king who hides many secrets! What will happen when these three men meet?
Counter attackTragic
Internet has changed the lives of many people, including the life of Liu Meihuan, a solitary girl with a birthmark on her face. As a student of the department of design, she practices her photoshop techniques under the pressure of being bullied by her classmates and thus creates a stunning virtual beauty "Xuemi", which goes viral on the internet. When her life seems to be better, she meets a gorgeous girl similar to "Xuemi". What she doesn't know is that she is actually involved in a conspiracy...
DoctorRevenge
Transporting back in time, she almost met her death because of a bowl of heart blood! What’s worse, the playboy and the basic b*tch tortured her together, not only her body, but also her heart, and they even tried to refine her into medication to cure the basic b*tch. Damn it! I’m a sleeping tiger, not a sick cat! Fighting the playboy and getting back at the basic b*tch, I’ll make them know who I am step by step. But... why does the His Royal Highness climbs onto my bed every night?
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