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Sở Lưu Phong – vị thần y ẩn cư trên núi – năm nay bắt đầu gặp nhiều rắc rối. Ban đầu anh chỉ muốn xuống núi để hủy hôn ước, tưởng rằng tránh xa vị hôn thê là có thể yên ổn. Thế nhưng, vận đào hoa nghịch thiên lại kéo anh vào hàng loạt mối quan hệ mập mờ khó nói với những mỹ nhân khác nhau: nữ tổng tài quyến rũ, minh tinh kiêu ngạo, nữ cảnh sát mạnh mẽ… khiến cuộc sống của “thần y” từ yên tĩnh bỗng chốc trở nên hỗn loạn và đầy sóng gió.

The ordinary young man Jiang Ye discovers his extraordinary ability to see through any counterfeit, making all counterfeits utterly transparent to him. Notorious forgery masterminds and ruthless international swindlers take turns scheming against him, only to be publicly exposed and humiliated. Single-handedly, he dismantles counterfeit operations across the country, thwarting the villains' plans to restore their corrupt empire. Together with allies, he shatters the ambitions of international smugglers of cultural relics. Though he holds priceless national treasures, he selflessly donates them to the nation. He establishes a free public school for artifact appraisal, using his extraordinary vision to revolutionize the world of antiques. Under his gaze, every fraudster is brought to justice.

College student David Gray is temporarily staying with his cousin, Joseph Gray, in a rural village when he accidentally uncovers a shocking secret between Joseph and his daughter-in-law, Holly Ware. After Holly desperately pleads for his help, the kind-hearted David finds himself torn between family loyalty and doing what's right…

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered.

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered.

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered

The orphan Nie Yunxi, desperate to raise funds for her sister's medical treatment, applied for a position as a postpartum caretaker in the prestigious Zhou family. On her first night of employment, the second young master, Zhou Yanbai, was unknowingly given a spiked drink by the third young master, Zhou Yan, leading to an entangled misunderstanding where Zhou Yanbai accused her of trying to cozy up to the wealthy Zhou family. For her sister's sake, Nie Yunxi endured the humiliation and chose to stay. During her tenure, she uncovered the schemes of the housekeeper's daughter, which had been sowing discord, and helped mend the eldest daughter's strained relationship with her husband. She managed to help a troubled teenager regain his focus and purpose and uncovered Zhou Yan's plot with his cousin to betray the Zhou family. When Zhou Yan's true lineage was revealed, Nie Yunxi shared her own hardships to help him recognize his mistakes and seek forgiveness. As time passed, Zhou Yanbai shed his prejudice against her, and the two fell in love. The entire Zhou family grew to admire Nie Yunxi, and when she decided to resign, they begged her not to leave, expressing their deep admiration and gratitude. Zhou Yanbai, in a heartfelt gesture, knelt before her in a heartfelt proposal, showcasing his unwavering love and respect. The two defied class boundaries to build a life together and ultimately found happiness.

She killed him seven times. He forgot her seven times. The seventh time, he opened golden eyes—he was the devil all along. He gave up godhood. Took a hundred lashes. All to love her as a man.

Nine months pregnant with the heir to the Moonscar Pack, I was locked away by my own fated mate—imprisoned in a silver-lined cell beneath the Pack's Healing Sanctum and injected with Wolfsbane Suppressant to seal my wolf blood. Why? Because his former lover, Vera, was giving birth the same day, and the Blood Moon Oath decreed only the true-blooded firstborn son could inherit the wealth of Silvermoon Valley. I screamed in agony and begged him to take me to a hospital. Instead, he seized me by the throat. "Stop pretending," he snarled. "You just want to steal the inheritance from Vera's child." I whispered through the pain, "The baby is coming... I don't want the inheritance. I just want our child to live." He walked away — and stood outside Vera's birthing chamber all night, waiting for their heir to be born. Only after cradling Vera's newborn son did he finally remember I existed. He sent his Beta to release me. But when the call came, Marco's voice was shaking. "Alpha... Luna Ariana and the baby... they're gone." In that instant, Alpha Kane Morgansire shattered.

She killed him six times. Each time, he forgot her. Each time, she fell in love again. Now, on the seventh, she's a ruined heiress sold at auction—and he buys her. The magnetic pull is instant. Their bodies remember what their minds don't. But when she finally plunges the knife into his heart, he doesn't die. He awakens with golden eyes. He is the devil she made a deal with. Every death was his ascension. Devastated, she flees. He tears out his own godhood—five centuries of power—to become mortal, just to find her. Endures a hundred lashes until his back is shredded. For one chance to hold her without hurting her. True nirvana isn't emptiness. It's surrender to love.