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This Is Sparta In Real Life

Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss

Tan Rou only learned that she wasn’t the Tan family’s daughter when she was seventeen years old. She went from being a rich young lady to living in the slums. The parents she adored belonged to someone else, and this series of knockdowns was hard for a seventeen-year-old girl to accept. She wailed like a child for the sake of proving this was all a lie. The vicious words she spouted had hurt her biological family but she didn’t notice. She thought the Tan family was her real family despite them seeing her as an eyesore, and was even naive enough to want to befriend the Tan family’s real daughter, Tan Jing. Alas, the latter drugged her drink and arrange for a thug to rape her. Tan Jing even brought their classmates along to catch them in the act so Tan Rou was now tainted for life. After being reborn, she looked down at the man she was stepping on. Tan Rou swore not to be a useless wretch in this life or be bullied to death. She would stomp on those who wronged her and make it up to her real family. They wouldn’t have had to die tragically on the streets in the past life had it not been for her. Tan Rou turned completely evil after crawling back out of Hell. Everyone claimed that the real young lady was educated and talented, while the fake young lady was arrogant and incompetent. Tan Rou scoffed upon hearing this. She held back her brother from trying to stand up for her. “We have all the time in the world. Let’s just wait and see.” Just as everyone was waiting for Tan Rou to make a fool of herself… A top-class perfumer, a top scholar, a world champion… The fake young lady’s multiple identities kept getting exposed one after another, bumping her up to number one on the trending search, shocking the world. Wait, where was the promised humiliation?
JQK · 2.5M Views

His Wife Is the Real Boss

After her mother passed away and her father remarried, Tang Qianmiao was sent to live in a "stranger's" house. From that moment on, she was showered with affection by the entire family. Her enthusiastic aunt: “Miaomiao, don't be a stranger. From now on, I’m your mother, and this is your home!” Her gentle uncle: “Miaomiao, put that down. Why should a girl like you cook? Let your brother Xian handle it.” Her considerate younger brother: “Sis, I’ll finish your homework for you. Just relax and play your games.” Feng Xian, however, sneered at his family's behavior and warned the young girl, “Stay away from me.” But before long, everything changed. One night, when Qianmiao returned home late, she was cornered by a certain man at the stairs who demanded, “Who was that man who dropped you off just now, hmm?” She gave him a playful smile, “Are you jealous?” Her smile threw him off balance, and his heartbeat quickened. From that moment on, the always calm and collected Mr. Feng found himself lost in the charm of a young girl's smile. This little girl, unloved by her father, raised in the countryside with no power or influence, was prone to insecurity. He had to protect her carefully, ensuring no one could ever hurt her. Yet, strangely, every time before he could step in, she had already dealt with the situation with ease. One day, his subordinate nervously reported, “Sir, on the wealth rankings, Miss Qianmiao has surpassed... you.” Mr. Feng glanced over the documents, his eyes growing darker. It turns out that his little girl was not just a student; she held many other identities, each more astonishing than the last! … People mocked Tang Qianmiao, saying she wasn’t worthy of Mr. Feng. Little did they know, every day, Mr. Feng was working tirelessly to keep up with her pace.
BoshFan · 6.9K Views

In This Life, I’ll Assist You

"Is it pity?" I asked, my nemesis. “No, it’s interest,” you replied. Your eyes, once bluer than the deepest lake in the Empire, were losing their light. As an assassin, I have spilled much blood, but there was one person I never wanted to kill – you, Sion Belpast, the Grand Duke of the North, my master’s enemy. Yet, I destroyed everything about you, and now, charged with treason, you are dying before my eyes at the scaffold. I mustn’t cry. I don’t even deserve to. The only man who ever defeated me in combat, the only one who treated me, the monster, as human, I confessed to you. “I respected you.” “White butterfly, may your soul emerge from the darkness.” With those words, you died. But I couldn’t harbor any doubts. My master, the Duchess of the South, Medea, who took me in and raised me when I lost my memory, her bidding was always right. Tomorrow, my duchess will become the adopted granddaughter of the childless Emperor. The future Empress of the Empire. But that night, as I announced the death of the Duke of the North, she stabbed me in the heart. She whispered in my ear: “The real granddaughter of the Emperor is you. You are the lost princess from your childhood.” My whole life was built on a lie. I died and returned to the past, where I met you again, Duke. In this life, I will keep you hidden and make you the Emperor’s successor, to atone for my past life. May I stay by your side in this life?
Skylume11 · 14.3K Views
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