Muhammad Bin Qasim In Urdu

Neo transmigierte in die Welt eines Romans und wurde zu einer Nebenfigur. Hier wurden Stärke und Status durch den göttlichen Elternteil und die Blutlinie bestimmt. Neo verzweifelte, weil er wusste, dass eine Nebenfigur wie er eine schwache Blutlinie haben würde, bis... [Deine Blutlinie wurde erfolgreich erweckt] [Blutlinie: Monarch des Todes] Er erhielt die Blutlinie des stärksten Gottes: Hades, dem Gott des Todes, der über die Unterwelt und das Jenseits herrschte! Seine Blutlinie gab ihm die Macht, den Tod selbst zu kontrollieren! Es gab nur ein 'kleines' Problem, das Neo noch nicht erkannt hatte.

Gray war nur ein normaler Kerl. Keine Kräfte. Keine Familie. Keine Zukunft. In einer Welt, in der Stärke und Status alles entscheiden, stand er ganz unten. Er arbeitete hart, nur um zu überleben, und kümmerte sich um seine kleine Schwester, nachdem ihre Eltern nicht mehr da waren. Aber egal, wie sehr er sich bemühte, das Leben gab ihm nie eine Chance. Und nachdem er seinen einzigen Job verloren hatte, war Gray bereit, komplett aufzugeben. Dann geschah etwas Seltsames. Gerade als er seinem Leben ein Ende setzen wollte, hallte eine unbekannte Stimme in seinen Ohren wider. [Willkommen beim Großen Tycoon-System.] Und zum ersten Mal hatte Gray eine Möglichkeit, zurückzuschlagen. Von schwach und pleite wird er an die Spitze aufsteigen – eine Münze und einen Job nach dem anderen. Denn in der Welt, in der Geld Macht kaufen kann, wird Gray der reichste und stärkste Mann der Welt werden.

"Gatte, ich will nicht mehr, ich fühle mich schrecklich..." "Baby, sei brav und trink die Medizin aus." Der gut aussehende Mann nimmt die Frau in die Arme und streichelt sie zärtlich, während er ihr die Medizin einflößt. Qiao Mianmian stößt auf Mo Yesi, den angesehensten Spross der Stadt Yuncheng, und schläft eine Nacht bei ihm. Nachdem er ihr als Gegenleistung für die Heirat Vorteile angeboten hat, hat die neu ernannte Frau Mo plötzlich die Macht, alles zu haben, was sie sich jemals gewünscht hat. "Gatte, ich habe heute die Filmkönigin Cheng Feifei geohrfeigt, war ich zu viel?" "Baby, tut deine Hand weh? Lass mich sie für dich massieren." "Gatte, ich habe deine Kreditkarte ausgereizt, bist du sauer?" "Baby, bist du mit deinem Einkauf zufrieden? Sag mir Bescheid, wenn du mehr brauchst." "Gatte, ich bin heute müde, ich will mich nicht bewegen..."

Ich bin gefangen? Na gut, ich kann nichts dagegen tun, da ich mich nicht bewegen kann. Experimente an mir? Gebt mir wenigstens etwas Betäubungsmittel. Ich bin befreit? Lasst mich etwas Rache nehmen. Willst du um dein Leben betteln? Tut mir leid, diese Dame hier ist nachtragend. Ich habe das Labor zerstört, also lasst mich diese Welt frei erkunden. Irgendwie bin ich der Gruppe von Herr Held beigetreten. Gut, er scheint Spaß zu machen. "Ach je, wie grausam. Für die Ehre, ein Held zu sein, würdest du dieses Fräulein töten, hm?" Sie lächelte, während sie verblutete. "Tze, du hast jetzt noch Lust zu scherzen?" Er sagte es mit einem finsteren Blick. "Was ist das Leben, wenn man nicht jeden Moment genießt? Da ich sterben werde und mich nicht rächen kann, hoffe ich, dass es jemand anderes tut." "Niemand wird das tun. Du warst die Einzige, die mit deiner Nanomancy mächtiger war als ich. Jetzt, wo du weg bi-" "Pst, Kind. Ich versuche hier in Frieden zu sterben." "Aber ich bin äl-!" "Ap! Gute Kinder stören ihre Älteren nicht." "Aber du-!" "Tschüss~" Sie grinste, bevor sie die Kraft verlor. "VERDAMMT!" ... Warum schlafe ich in den Schneefeldern? Herr Wolf knurrt mich an. Hungrig, hm?... Ich auch. Dies ist mein zweites Buch, bitte habt Erbarmen mit diesem Autor. Viel Spaß.

Priestess Insu is to descend in to the earth plane to aid in the war efforts against the demons. In the Astra realm her protectors will guide her soul core to the star lake to awaken her on the earth plane and help her fulfil her mission.

The first day of school doesn't go as planned. Nikko is late and he's literally running to school. He's so nervous, and the random guy that laughed at him while rushing through a crossroad didn't add up to his mood.... If you prefer to read on wattpad you can check my account there! @Nikko04x *I am not an owner of the cover photo*

The death of Akram's father was a mystery to him. As he grew up, he struggled to find his true self due to a mysterious past that he no longer remembered. While he continues to live with his mother, things won't go as planned. Along the way, supernatural phenomena have happened with a scientific touch. Later, he finds out that he has to carry out his father's legacy.

Seated in Silence, Loved in Secret” is not just a school romance—it’s the quiet heartbreak of being unnoticed, the thrill of hidden love, and the soft ache of growing up too fast. Zia has always been the girl in the back row—the one no one noticed, the one who never spoke unless spoken to. But when she meets Ruqayyah in Class 9, something shifts. A fiery friendship forms, dragging Zia out of her lonely silence and into a world of laughter, secrets, and support. And just when she begins to find herself, she falls for someone she was never supposed to. A boy who speaks in silence. A love that blooms behind backs, in secret texts, and stolen glances in school corridors. But life isn’t a fairytale. As Zia enters Class 12, her world begins to crumble. Her first love pulls away, a new boy confesses, and friendships are tested. She's no longer just a silent girl—she’s someone who must choose between holding on and letting go. This is the story of a girl who loved in silence, and lost in silence… or maybe, just maybe, found her voice through it all.

Umar bin Abdul Aziz, born into the wealth and privilege of the Umayyad dynasty, seemed destined for a life of comfort and power. Yet, his heart was drawn toward faith, justice, and the principles of Islam. Raised in Medina under the influence of great scholars, his early years instilled in him a love for knowledge, simplicity, and fairness—values that would later define his rule. As a young man, he was appointed governor of Medina, where he displayed a keen sense of justice, curbing corruption and promoting the welfare of the people. However, his commitment to righteousness earned him powerful enemies within his own family. His life took an unexpected turn when Caliph Suleiman bin Abdul Malik, on his deathbed, named Umar as his successor. Shocked and reluctant, Umar accepted the responsibility, but only with the firm intention of returning the empire to the principles of the Rightly Guided Caliphs. From the moment he took office, he abandoned the luxuries of the Umayyad court, choosing instead to live humbly, renouncing wealth, and ruling with unmatched integrity. His first acts as Caliph were sweeping reforms that reshaped the empire. He dismissed corrupt governors, redistributed wealth to the poor, and established strict accountability for all officials, including members of his own family. His justice was impartial, his leadership unyielding, and his faith unshakable. Unlike his predecessors, he refused to expand the empire through conquest, believing instead in strengthening the moral and economic foundations of the state. He emphasized education, welfare, and the fair treatment of non-Muslims, earning the respect of both Muslims and non-Muslims alike. But his radical transformation of the empire did not go unchallenged. The Umayyad elite, enraged by the loss of their privileges, conspired against him. They saw his governance as a threat to their wealth and influence, and many sought to remove him by any means necessary. Despite opposition, Umar remained steadfast, choosing the harder path of righteousness over personal safety. His reforms continued, and the empire flourished under his rule. Poverty declined, justice prevailed, and the people—long oppressed—finally saw a ruler who truly embodied Islamic values. However, the relentless opposition of his enemies soon took a darker turn. Rumors of poisoning swirled around the court, and his health began to deteriorate rapidly. Aware of the plot against him, Umar met his fate with calm resignation, placing his trust in Allah. In his final moments, he gathered his family and advisors, urging them to uphold justice and continue the path of righteousness. With his last breath, he left behind a legacy that would forever be remembered. Umar bin Abdul Aziz's death marked the beginning of the decline of his reforms. The Umayyad dynasty soon reverted to its old ways, undoing much of his work. However, his brief but impactful reign left an indelible mark on Islamic history. He became known as the "Fifth Rightly Guided Caliph," a leader whose justice and piety rivaled those of the greatest rulers in history. His letters, policies, and legacy continued to inspire generations, serving as a model for just governance and Islamic leadership. This novel is more than just a biography—it is a deeply human story of a man who rose above the trappings of power, choosing faith over fortune, justice over oppression, and sacrifice over comfort. His journey from a privileged prince to a humble yet powerful caliph is a testament to the transformative power of faith and integrity. In an age where power often corrupts, Umar bin Abdul Aziz stands as a beacon of what true leadership should be. Through political intrigue, personal sacrifice, and the timeless struggle between corruption and justice, "Umar bin Abdul Aziz – The Just Caliph" brings to life the story of one of the greatest rulers in Islamic history.

R18+ Innocent Girl+ Cold Ruthless Commander In Chief+He just takes what he wants—her warmth, her silence, her body, her moans. She was rescued, once. And every night after, he reminded her that safety has a price. Pinned to cold walls. Pressed into crates. Straddling his lap when the world outside is filled with death. The world ended quietly—no final warning, no broadcasted panic. One day, humanity just broke. Some blamed a virus. Others called it a purge. But the truth was darker: the world didn’t fall—it was taken. Now, cities rot. Roads are graves. The creatures that stalk the earth aren’t mindless zombies—they’re fast, cunning, mutated echoes of the people they once were. Cherry was supposed to survive with the others—sheltered inside a fortified university bunker. But fate doesn’t follow plans. Torn away during a breach, she’s saved by a man who doesn’t ask for thanks. He takes it. Ruthless. Silent. A former soldier or maybe just a monster shaped by this new world—he keeps her alive. But every night he saves her... he ruins her. Pinned against walls, steel doors, damp mattresses—wherever his hunger takes him. She never asked for this. Never wanted to be his. But survival has a cost. And in this world, there is no such thing as kindness without debt. Now, she faces a different kind of war: Will she find the strength to break free? To fight back? Or will she fall deeper into his shadow—until she no longer remembers who she used to be? Will this be a love story. This is a tale of power, pain, and primal choices. In a world where weakness is death, only the cruel, the cunning, and the broken survive. R18+ raw & explicit Zombie apocalypse Survival = submission Dubious consent Brutal male lead Fast, smart infected Pinned anywhere, anytime Power over comfort Saved just to be ruined

Every law has its limits. But not this one. As long as injustice continues to be sold on television and social media, this fight… will never end. Muhammad Ari Pratomo is known as the People’s Lawyer. On screen, he appears calm and convincing. But behind his black suit, he is waging a deeper battle: a corrupt legal system, a complicated love, and unresolved trauma from the past. As one by one his clients arrive with bizarre cases—shaking his conscience and stirring public outcry—Ari begins to realize that many of them are not just victims, but pieces of a grand conspiracy aimed directly at him. To him, the law is not just about articles. It’s the voice of the silenced. And as long as justice remains out of reach, Ari vows—this story will never end.

Ryan Stone, a character actor for a decade, goes back to 2010 to shake Hollywood to its core.

When Anya escapes her golden cage life in Australia, she only wants two months of freedom. She meets Mai, a mysterious personality in Bangkok, and what starts as an intoxicating romance becomes a slow unravelling of lies, identities, and dangerous entanglements, one that ends with Anya never leaving Bangkok.

Seraphina Blake, a 39-year-old corporate executive, has meticulously crafted a life that appears perfect on paper: a high-powered career, a luxurious apartment, and a fiancé who embodies success. Yet, beneath the polished surface, a quiet dissatisfaction simmers. Days before her wedding, a devastating betrayal shatters her carefully constructed world, leading to an emotional collapse. Seraphina awakens to an alternate reality—a "second life" where she embraced every path she once regretted not taking.In this vibrant new existence, Seraphina is an independent author living by the sea, a devoted mother to a child she always secretly longed for, and surrounded by a supportive circle of diverse, empowering women. As she navigates this unexpected reality, she confronts the silent compromises she made in her original life—for love, career, and familial expectations. This idyllic second life, however, comes with a ticking clock: 30 days. Within this finite window, Seraphina must choose between returning to the life she knows, or rewriting her fate entirely, at the profound cost of everything she once believed defined her."The Second Life of Seraphina Blake" is a compelling journey of reinvention, exploring the powerful emotional landscape of choices, regret, and self-discovery. It delves into the nuances of romantic fantasy versus real-life fulfillment, celebrates female solidarity, and reimagines motherhood beyond traditional definitions. As Seraphina grapples with the looming decision, she uncovers unsettling truths about both her past and present, facing a final, tempting lure from her old world. Ultimately, this novel is a testament to the courage of choosing authenticity, the enduring strength of found family, and the profound power of prioritizing oneself over societal validation, proving that it's never too late to embrace a life that truly nourishes the soul.

Failed student no more! When the mysterious Ascendancy Orb chose Malik Abdullahi on his dreary walk home from secondary school, his humdrum life in Berbera shattered. Integrating with him, it gifted him the "Sign-in System" – a cryptic AI that rewards discretion, strategic growth, and daily dedication with mind-sharpening abilities and more. Suddenly, acing exams and securing a coveted spot at university is just the beginning. Witness Malik's silent revolution as he leverages the system's power to not only transform himself but also to secretly reshape his surroundings. From a struggling teen to a shadowy force manipulating economics and technology, his journey is one of hidden power and reluctant leadership. But this is just the first arc in a grand cosmic tapestry. Prepare for a tale that transcends galaxies, where a discreet climb from the Horn of Africa leads to a galactic harem forged through political alliances, a post-human evolution of mankind orchestrated from the shadows, and a destiny that culminates in cosmic godhood. Malik isn't a hero; he's the unseen hand guiding humanity's ascent, a master strategist playing a game where the board is the universe itself. Get ready for a unique blend of system sci-fi, nation-building intrigue, and cosmic ambition, where the stakes escalate from a single life to the fate of realities. DISCLAIMER This novel is a work of fiction. While some locations, organizations, or institutions may bear resemblance to real-world counterparts, their depiction in this narrative—including associated events, actions, and outcomes—is entirely imaginary and not intended to reflect reality. All characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. The views and actions expressed by characters belong solely to them and do not represent the author’s opinions or real-world ideologies. The author explicitly disavows any use of this work as a reference for factual, legal, or historical purposes. Readers are strongly cautioned against interpreting fictional scenarios as commentary on real individuals, groups, or events.

Born in 721 CE to an Arab apothecary executed for aiding the Abbasid rebellion, young Jabir ibn Hayyan inherits his father’s revolutionary spirit and scientific curiosity. After fleeing Umayyad soldiers with his mother, he finds refuge in Yemen under astronomer-alchemist Harbi al-Himyari. There, Jabir masters celestial navigation and Greek philosophy, but his defining moment comes when he distills seawater into purity using a clay alembic – awakening his lifelong obsession with transformation. Witnessing mercury-poisoned miners, however, forces a moral reckoning: "Knowledge must serve life, not death." At nineteen, bearing encrypted formulas from his father, Jabir seeks Imam Ja’far al-Sadiq in Medina. Surviving the Imam’s philosophical trials, he becomes his star pupil. Under Ja’far’s guidance, Jabir synthesizes nitric acid ("water that bites stone") and learns to frame experimentation as spiritual devotion. He meets Fatima, a fierce scholar challenging gender barriers, who becomes his intellectual partner. When political pressure mounts, they establish a secret laboratory in Jabir’s ruined childhood home in Kufa. Here, Jabir pioneers systematic chemistry – distilling rose attar, documenting reactions, and encrypting truths in symbolic texts. "Truth corrodes unprepared minds," he warns as orthodox scholars brand him a heretic. His innovations attract the powerful Barmakid family. Summoned to Baghdad’s glittering court in 775 CE, Vizier Ja’far al-Barmaki demands gold transmutation. Jabir stuns nobles by producing ammonium chloride from hair but refuses military applications. "Knowledge must feed the hungry, not kill them," he declares, instead developing steel plows and canal sealants that save thousands from floods. Patronage proves perilous: spies steal his waterproofing formula, and Fatima must run a hidden women’s lab. When the Barmakids fall in 803 CE, soldiers torch Jabir’s workshop. He escapes with core manuscripts, including his evolving *Kitab al-Sab’een* (*Book of Seventy*), framing chemistry as cosmic balance: "As mercury unites metals, knowledge unites soul and cosmos." Exiled and arthritic in Raqqa, Jabir works in a dye shop cellar, refining hydrochloric acid while evading spies. He mentors young apprentice Abu Musa, stressing ethics over ambition: "Record every failure – they light the path." Testing arsenic antidotes on himself, he nearly dies but proves their efficacy. As Abbasid enforcers close in, he buries manuscripts in Qum desert jars. Now aging and grieving Fatima’s slow poisoning from mercury exposure, he returns to Kufa. In a final laboratory beneath an indigo shop, he completes his life’s work – quantifying elemental interactions via the *mizan* (balance) system. Surrounded by a mob demanding gold, he whispers his last truth to Abu Musa: "The true elixir is knowledge multiplied through time." Jabir dies in 815 CE, but his legacy ignites a chain reaction. His students smuggle 500+ treatises to Baghdad’s House of Wisdom. By the 12th century, Latin scribes in Toledo translate his works as "Geber," inspiring medieval alchemists. Roger Bacon studies his *Summa Perfectionis*; Newton annotates his texts. Modern spectroscopy confirms his elemental theories, sustainable chemists revive his techniques, and AI reconstructs his charred manuscripts. From the mercury-stained laboratories of 8th-century Kufa to the quantum equations of today, Jabir’s encrypted wisdom endures: the noblest transmutation is not lead into gold, but curiosity into enduring light.

Somehow and Someway, those things appeared one day. Nobody was allowed to come out, because it was too Dangerous. Catherine, a soon to be wife, was trapped all alone in her house. She watches the News every once in a while to see how things will really play out, only to find that there's something more than meets the eye.

I may eventually pick this book back up. I have other priorities right now. I glance around noticing the last three wolves have been slaughtered, the pain and realization of being alone burning in my chest. I run towards the man howling as I go for the loss of my family, my pack. He smiled a wicked grin as I lunged at him. He rolled out of the way as another man shot me with a dart. I tried recovering and going back after the foul man but the silver inside my body became too excruciating to ignore. Suddenly I became sleepy, refusing to fall asleep I drunkenly go toward the man. Weakly I raise my paw and go to scratch him, instead, I fall forward on my face and lay there. Defeated. Ready to accept death. “She’ll make a good addition. Take her away.” Was all I heard before the darkness welcomed me. Edeen a twenty-one-year-old werewolf has been taken by hunters for a wolf fighting pit. They've destroyed her pack and have taken her from her mate. Desperate she's fighting for her life. Will she survive? Will she find a way to escape, or is she doomed to a death in the fighting ring walls?

Pemuda berusia 16 tahun bernama Nathan Davies tampak seperti remaja pada umumnya. Ah tidak, dia lebih mirip seperti orang buangan daripada pelajar SMA. Berpakaian lusuh tak terawat dengan tubuh kurus dan kulit sepucat mayat. Orang-orang pasti akan menganggapnya pengidap obat-obatan terlarang. Tapi fakta dibaliknya terdengar begitu memilukan. Dia mengidap 'Short Term Memory Lost Syndrom'. Atau dikenal sebagai Hilang Ingatan Jarak Pendek. Terdengar konyol memang. Tapi siapa sangka hal itu malah membuat hidupnya yang malang lebih hancur lagi. Ia juga tak ingat sejak kapan mempunyai teman-teman bernama Jeremy, Vincent, Wyatt, dan Dean. Keberadaan mereka sangat membantu kehidupan Nathan. Tapi bukankan sangat janggal? Benarkah mereka nyata? atau hanya gambaran dari kesepian yang ia pendam selama ini? Lalu, siapa ia sebenarnya? Apakah ia Nathan? Jeremy? Vincent? Wyatt? atau Dean?

He was born in a world filled with Chaos, magic and mystery. "Where—" " use your time wisely. Foster your hatred for me—your fear, your selfish desires. Prepare and plan for my arrival, because our worlds will collide. And when they do, I’m coming for you.” what did I ever do to have such nonsense spat at my face, how dare you even challenge me, monster.

A men with his adventures

Charlotte grew up in darkness, but she always had a wild and free spirit in her heart. The dark elves were proud of her, but they also regarded her as a rare treasure. But because of Charlotte's power that was different from others, she was lonely, but she never really felt fear. This was the price she paid. Her life experience and the power of darkness were both her blessings and her curse. Charlotte's blue flame gave her powerful destructive power, but it also attracted the pity of those who were jealous and greedy. But Charlotte decided not to succumb to anyone or anything. Whether there was glory or danger ahead, she would choose her own path. However, in this world of the dark kingdom, Charlotte must also be careful about what she does. Although the power of darkness is great, it also has its dangers and instability. She must use it carefully and always be wary of those who want to tame her. Because everything you have may become the fuse that triggers chaos and war.

"Lost in Flames, Found in Dark" Some love stories don’t begin with hello. They begin after the end. She was once the light in someone’s storm — wild, warm, unforgettable. Then, in a single moment, Shruti vanished. No note. No clues. Only a silence that shattered the hearts left behind. He searched for her like a man possessed. Burned down every lie, bled for every truth — until all that remained was rage... and a love too deep to bury. Years passed. And somewhere far from the wreckage of the life she once knew, a girl opened her eyes in a hospital bed. Her name was different. Her reflection — unfamiliar. But the ache in her soul? The flashes of another life? All too real. A scar she doesn’t remember getting. A voice she still hears in her dreams. And eyes — cold, broken, beautiful — that feel like home. He doesn't know her. Not anymore. But something in him stirs when she’s near. A storm. A memory. A promise not yet fulfilled. As their worlds collide once more, past and present bleed into one. The girl who shouldn't exist remembers a life no one believes. And the boy who lost everything now stands at the edge of rediscovery… and ruin. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s fate demanding what death tried to steal. Love. Longing. Pain. Fire. And a mystery that binds their souls beyond lifetimes. Because some hearts never stop searching. Some memories refuse to fade. And some love stories are written in scars. --- SNEAK PEEK The night air was sharper than she'd expected, and the thin fabric of her top did nothing to help—but she’d already refused his jacket with full drama ten minutes ago. Pride came before comfort, apparently. From the couch behind her, Dhruv watched in silence. Head slightly tilted, fingers resting near his lips. He didn’t comment. Yet. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she muttered. “A little,” he admitted. She rolled her eyes, still facing the balcony. “This is where a gentleman offers warmth. Maybe a hot drink. Or, you know... human decency.” “You rejected the jacket and the blanket. Can’t save you from yourself.” She opened her mouth to sass back, “Unbelievable.” Before she could finish being annoyed, she felt him. He was behind her—close. His body heat rolled into her back like a slow, deliberate wave. She gasped softly, more out of surprise than cold. His hands slid into hers with quiet certainty, wrapping them up gently. Then, his arms circled around her waist, pulling her lightly against him. Her breath caught as his chest pressed warmly against her back, the thin fabric of her top doing nothing to shield her from the way his warmth spread over her skin. “Dhruv!” she gasped, her voice half protest, half flustered mess. Her words scrambled as he leaned a little closer, breath grazing the side of her neck. “Better?” he asked, low and completely unaffected.

I Call It Love Uninvited, yet it came just the same Love that settled deep within my chest Etched in place, without knowing When it will ever fade. But you call it pain— Something you wish to cast away, Without ever asking why Or what those pieces of memory meant that we once shaped together. Can we truly become strangers Who no longer even say hello? You said we could never be together again Because our paths have drifted apart. You to the south, I to the north, You to the southeast, I to the southwest. And everything we created Will become memories, Eaten away by time. You and I— And all that we were— Just a memory left behind.

In the world of unknown there was a place called Prison, this place was created for humans that have sins. Is that the really purpose of this place? Axel Sage normal boy who lived inside the prison without knowing what's outside,as he grows up he slowly felt different and curious about this place. Hes father knows everything about this place but because of his knowledge he was executed. As he continues to learn the truth,the more the higher ups notice him,his journey inside the prison will be his biggest nightmare. He will have allies, ready to die just to know the truth.. He will know the truth.. And he will get out this place.. He will lost something important.. He will... What's the purpose of this place.. Is they were people that have sins.. Or they were punished by gods.. Or maybe they were just puppet's....

Jeder wusste, dass die junge Frau Shen, nachdem sie von einem wilden Mann verlassen worden war, selbstsüchtig wurde und schwanger wurde, ohne zu heiraten. Nachdem sie aus ihrem Haus vertrieben worden war, verfiel sie in einen Zustand der Verzweiflung. Die berüchtigte Shen Ruojing erschien jedoch auf dem Geburtstagsbankett der alten Madam der Familie Chu. Alle verhöhnten sie. "Diejenigen, die Millionen an Geschenken schicken, sitzen an einem Tisch, während diejenigen, die Dutzende Millionen an Geschenken schicken, am anderen sitzen." "Frau Shen, wie viel haben Sie gegeben?" Die Menge wartete darauf, dass sie sich lächerlich machen würde, aber Shen Ruojing zog einen entzückenden kleinen Jungen hinter sich hervor und sagte: "Entschuldigen Sie, Madam, an welchem Tisch wird Ihr ältester Enkel sitzen?" *** Shen Ruojing wollte ihre Zeit mit Faulenzen verbringen, stieß aber bei der Familie auf unterschiedliche Weise auf Ablehnung. "Wir haben erstklassige Hacker, Musikmeister, Technikexperten... Jeder ist in dieser Familie bekannt. Was bringst du mit?" Shen Ruojing rieb sich das Kinn. "Nun, all die Dinge, die du erwähnt hast ... Ich kenne mich mit allem ein bisschen aus." Ihre drei bezaubernden Kinder standen neben ihr und nickten unisono: "Wir können bezeugen, dass Mama wirklich von allem ein bisschen weiß!"