Medical Sovereign - Chapter 489 - Shengzeyuan

Lin Jin never imagined he would ever transmigrate. And to such a peculiar world at that. Here, deadly beasts were regarded as sacred, and thankfully, he owned a museum for deadly beasts.

One morning, Gu Tiantian wakes up to find her innocence gone—and her temper flaring.Every time she glares at him, cheeks flushed with outrage, Bai Chenyao cocks an eyebrow.“You don’t want this?” he asks, voice cool.“I never did!” she snaps.His only rule: her consent is optional; his desire is not.Cue Gu Tiantian’s inner scream: Then why even ask, you iceberg?!PS:A genius CEO with zero EQ VS. a lovable, scatter-brained clerk.He thinks courtship is a hostile takeover; she thinks love shouldn’t come with fine print.Sparks fly, clothes vanish, and the “free pie” she never ordered keeps biting back—hilariously, endlessly, deliciously.

Reborn in 1986, she vowed to make up for all her past life's regrets in this life.Tan Tan’s completed work: “Reclaiming Charming Times” - guaranteed quality, welcome to dive in!New book “I Troubled a Future Tycoon in My Dreams” - After rebirth, Cheng Yuan suspects her father's personality has changed. Her previously indifferent father suddenly dotes on her immensely and becomes a money-making wizard.The strangest part is she continually has the same dream where a supremely handsome man, who loves to sleep, appears. She always finds various ways to wake him up.The supremely handsome man: If I catch the woman who keeps disturbing my sleep, I will definitely teach her a harsh lesson!Until later, when he met her.He found it delightful!

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.