Qin Hongfei awoke and found herself back in 1999, before she had ever traveled through time—a year when fate had dealt her a terrible hand. Her father had died at the start, her mother was half-mad and constantly making enemies, and she inherited a small family shop drowning in debt of over a million. Her grandfather showed no affection, her grandmother was cold, and her elder sister had dropped out of school early, trying to make it in the entertainment industry, only to be dragged through the mud with every step. Everyone seemed eager to step on them. But none of that mattered. Drawing on more than twenty years of research experience from her previous life, she took over the family’s repair shop. Repairs? Five hundred yuan per job, and if anything broke again, she’d pay ten times the cost. As she worked, word of her skills began to spread. Soon, everyone knew the little repair shop on Qinhuai Street. People were willing to pay extra to cut the line; at first, it was just electronics shop owners, then high-tech experts from the capital. Eventually, even professors from a renowned academy—those so elusive that newspapers could rarely get an interview—came to her in person. Before meeting Qin Hongfei, Tang Jinnan’s teacher had always said that women were stumbling blocks on the road to success: encounter one, cut her down. But after Tang Jinnan met Qin Hongfei, he realized his teacher had led him astray..

To avenge her unfaithful fiancé, Anan Xu decided to hire a male escort for herself. In the heat of passion, lips and teeth entwined, she suddenly realized the man in her arms was none other than Jiang Li, her fiancé’s uncle—the most aloof and ascetic power player in Beijing’s elite circles. After a night of reckless indulgence, she intended to slip away quietly, treating the whole episode as nothing more than a fantastical dream. At the banquet, Anan pretended not to know him. “Uncle, perhaps you’ve mistaken me for someone else?” she said, feigning nonchalance. Yet before she could escape, the man seized her firmly. … One day after their wedding, Jiang Li recalled that night, biting her earlobe with indignation. His breath was hot against her skin, his voice gritted with suppressed fury. “You thought you could use me and walk away without consequence? Miss Xu, you’ve grown bold, haven’t you?”.

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Reborn with hatred and regret, Lin Hu found himself back at age eighteen in a rural village of Northeast China. It was a time when the collective farming teams had just disbanded, guns were newly banned but hunting remained permitted. The wilderness of the 1980s was a land of abundance—deer could be struck with a stick, fish scooped with a ladle, and pheasants flew right into the cooking pot. Initially, Lin Hu struggled with the difficulties before him. But unexpectedly, when he slapped the local bully, a talent skill panel awakened within him. From “Arm Strength (Beginner)” which boosted his explosive power, he advanced to a punch that could shatter stone. From “Precision (Beginner)” improving his accuracy, he reached a level where no shot missed its mark, whether at a hundred meters or a thousand. Wild pheasants, rabbits, deer, and even boars, sturgeons, and bears—all became common fare at his table. The deep forests and mountains of the entire Northeast became Lin Hu’s hunting grounds. As for those who had once tormented his family, he cast them into the wilds where they learned the meaning of fear. Years later, people began to speak of the title “King of the Northeast.” When did that legend begin? Perhaps it was in that snow-laden winter, when, it was said, Lin Hu fished out a true dragon from the frozen river..