Found Family
Mother, I’m Just a Pig Butcher
I found an unconscious noblewoman by the river.
One bowl of lard rice a day, and she slowly nursed back to health.
Then one day, a great contingent of Tiger Guards came sweeping in full force to my butcher shop and knelt before the noblewoman: "We humbly request that our mistress return to the marquis's residence!"
The man leading them noticed me standing off to the side, trembling: "And who are you?"
I blurted out in a panic: "This commoner is the third butcher shop south of the city, pig slaugh-"
Before I could finish, the noblewoman clapped her hand over my mouth.
"This is my only daughter, the one I had fostered with my maiden family."
My Little Dog
Of the five children in my family, four are queer-and they have paired off with each other.
Convinced that I am the last hope of both bloodlines, my father rejoices when he learns that I have a boyfriend.
Then my boyfriend messages me, “The new collar is here, Mommy-put it on me.”
I quietly locked my phone.
Apparently, he is even less fit to bring home.
Sisters’ Journey
When my mother died, she entrusted me to the Yu family in the capital.
Only after I arrived at their gates did I discover that the “madam” she had named was merely one of the master’s concubines.
When a Northeast Couple Adopts a Vicious Female Supporting Character
When a wealthy family came to the orphanage to choose a child, they wavered between me and Cheng Yun.
A barrage of comments scrolled before my eyes:
[The female supporting character is about to start acting pitiful again so she can get adopted.]
[Even if she does get adopted, she’ll just be abandoned later anyway.]
[She’ll spend her whole life hated by everyone, chasing what she can never have. Just another girl obsessed with competing against other girls.]
I silently lowered my head.
Because the “female supporting character” they were talking about was me.
Suddenly, two figures loomed over me.
A Northeastern couple who had never been mentioned in the plot looked down at me, their faces lighting up with surprise.
“Oh my goodness, look at this pretty little thing!”
“Sweetheart, your uncle and auntie are having pork and glass noodle stew at home today. Smells amazing. Wanna come back with us and have some?”
The Shrine Finally Opens Today
On the very first day I hung up my sign offering a “Protection Charm for a Happy Marriage,” the handsome guy from next door came to make a wish: he wanted to be a normal person.
That night, he collapsed beneath the Torii of my home, drenched in blood that shimmered like liquid gold.
My small shrine, which hadn’t seen a single offering in three months, had suddenly picked up a deity on the verge of being reclaimed by the heavens.
The Grave We Share
On the third day after being diagnosed with Stomach Cancer, I chose a grave for myself.
They say the feng shui is especially good.
It’s supposed to bless me so that in my next life, I won’t be the real daughter everyone despises.
No one will steal my parents, my brother, or everything else from me.
No longer… unloved.
I burned my photos and clothes, erased every trace of my existence.
Then I slit my wrists, lay down in the bathtub, and waited peacefully for death.
But then the Cemetery Center suddenly called me:
“Miss Lu, we’re terribly sorry.”
“Two Agents accidentally sold the same plot.”
“This grave was also sold to another gentleman.”
“Would you… mind moving your grave?”
The Sect Must Not Fall Today
The Sect Cannot Disband Today I was toiling away in the Accounts Office until the hour of the rat when a crisp notification suddenly rang out overhead.
“Ding! Detecting the imminent and simultaneous start of ‘The Stand-in Junior Sister’s Bitter Love,’ ‘The Yandere Junior Sister’s Imprisonment,’ ‘The Amnesiac Junior Sister’s Wife-Chasing Anguish Arc,’ and ‘The Salted Fish Junior Sister’s Flat Life.’
If no intervention occurs, the Guiyuan Sect will suffer a total collapse of its reputation due to a series of Love-Struck Mind incidents in three hundred days.
Its assets will be liquidated, and it will officially go bankrupt.” I looked down at the bright red debt of 1.03 million High-grade Spirit Stones recorded in the ledger.
Closing the book, I seriously wondered for the first time if the Heavenly Dao was specifically out to get me.
Wrong Love
On the day the divorce was finalized, I booked a high-speed rail ticket back to my hometown. A phone, an ID card, and a bank card with a meager balance were all I had left.
When the butler called to say the young master was crying for his mother, I finally understood that the son I had borne and his father loved the same woman.
Before the train left, I made one last promise: I would never disturb him again.
After Transmigrating into an Apocalypse Novel, I Became the Daughter of the Zombie Emperor
I transmigrated into a novel about the Apocalypse and became the daughter of the Zombie Emperor.
However, I awakened a Spatial Ability. When I was five years old, I accidentally teleported myself into the middle of the wilderness. To avoid starving to death, I shamelessly clung to the protagonists’ team, mooching off their food and supplies.
I spent my days spectating their drama and leisurely following them as they fought monsters and leveled up.
Until one day.
They came face-to-face with the ultimate villain, the big boss-
The Zombie Emperor. My dad.
While everyone else was on high alert, bracing for the fight of their lives…
…the Zombie Emperor gave me a sinister smile.
“Nianying, have you had enough fun? If you’re done playing, get your butt over here right now!!”
The Male Lead and Female Lead: “?!”
Everyone else: “?!”
Me: “…”
Holding a Sword, Cutting Through Wind and Snow
My mother was born into nobility, yet she threatened to die if she couldn’t marry my scoundrel of a father.
When I was three, my father broke the law and was thrown into prison.
My mother, holding my infant sister in her arms, climbed into the carriage back to the capital without so much as a glance behind her.
She left me alone in the howling wind and snow.
Eighteen years later, when we met again, my sister had already become the emperor’s favored consort.
Her contemptuous gaze was like a snowflake, landing coldly on my hands. “With all those calluses, can you even call those a woman’s hands?”