"You... You!" With nothing to say, she uttered the first words on the top of her mind. "You're my obedient xiao shou and I'm your reliable xiao gong!" Once out of the alley, she opened the car door and slammed it shut after getting in. The flower boy blinked a few times before laughing, his pearly teeth on display. The window rolled down but before she could yell at him again, he replied. "Yes, don't be angry. I'll obey you."

The Main Synopsis: Zhang Jian is an ordinary army soldier with a plain, but masculine face, a pair of sharp eyes that often get him into trouble than not, and a skill set that any other ordinary military man would have. He doesn't have his own convenient dimensional space, or some kind of powerful special-ability, or even a golden thigh to hug to help him survive the apocalypse, but he had already lived through twenty years on his own using only his own strengths and wits. Surely, things would be better for him the second time around, right? The Actual Synopsis (that this Author wanted to write): If there is anything that Zhang Jian has learned during his years living in the apocalypse, it's that beautiful people are troublesome. Whenever a pretty face would show up in public, people would argue, blood would be spilled, and Zhang Jian's good opinion in humanity would be nonexistent. There was also the fact that beautiful people are often granted abilities to help them live through the apocalypse. Therefore, Zhang Jian really didn't want to involve himself with these type of frightening and terrifying people (he's not good with regular people in the first place) and yet... why are all these good-looking people trying to crowd around him?! The 'daughter of a politician' pretty little sister: "Jian'ge~" Zhang Jian, who saved her and took her in: "....." The beautiful, playboy young master: "Jian'ge, don't go off anywhere without us." Zhang Jian, who also saved him out of a coincidence: "......." The handsome but persistent military general: "Xiao Jian, don't leave my sight." Zhang Jian, who only saved him out of convenience: ".........." The old popular, good-looking high-school friend: "Jian'er, stay with me." Zhang Jian, being crowded by these good-looking people: "..... It's suffocating...." Reading Guide: Technically Harem but eventually 1v1, fast-paced, bl, adorable MC, slow MC, most-likely shameless gong

What was worse than being reincarnated as a villain of a story? Being reincarnated as the mother to the main love interest in an otome game. Not only did she became a mother right after she reincarnate, but she was also married to the most powerful man in the country who was famous for his tyrant ways of conquering other countries in only just two years of his ruling and by then he was only fifteen years old. "Hey! Hey! Why are you acting so different than the rumours? And why are you clinging to me? I'm not in love with you, okay? Heck, I don't even know your name! Go back to your one hundred concubines!" "But, wife, I don't need those ugly women. I only need you. Wife, how about having a daughter this time around?" Wife: ლ(ಠ益ಠ)ლ HIATUS Cover made by Madame_Pocky Editor: signora_mezzanotte

Basic Synopsis: Maki Tanaka is lazy. Really, that's it. Real Synopsis: Maki Tanaka had died after being pushed in front of the speeding truck. Without even a rest in between, he found himself transmigrated to the most innovated Otome Game of the Year called 'The Noblest of Love'. Honestly, Tanaka couldn't care less about being inside of an otome game. He couldn't care less about all the capture targets, the so-called villain, the heroine, and even less about the fact that he's supposed to be some cannon fodder for his brother, Edward, who is one of the capture targets, to step on. He just wanted to sleep dammit. After angering his father (therefore pissing off the rest of his family) with his listlessness, he was banished to Wisteria Estate on the other side of the capital separated from the main household. Which is awesome for Tanaka because he doesn't have to listen to his so-called 'family' prattle on and on about his uselessness. Even so, it seemed there are some things that he couldn't avoid... The villain for example. Tanaka: I'm sleepy... Villain: Then let me hold you in my arms while you sleep~ Tanaka: I'm hungry... Villain: Then I'll feed you~ Tanaka: I'm tired... Villain: A bath might help you relax. Just turn around and let me wash your back~ Tanaka: I'm sore... Villain: I can massage your body~ Tanaka: ...But it's your fault that I'm sore... (AN: The MC starts off as a child, so any romantic development would be in later chapters. Some innocent tofu-touching will happen early on though~)

It wasn't wrong if one said that she was vain and naïve, a grudge holder and a person of short temper; her biggest fault certainly, was that she liked money as much as her mother did, if not more than the woman. But could one really keep on being like this even though one had no power to back it up? The experience she had lived, how could she described it?... In the end, what should be retained was that she knew what the future had in store for her. Disinherited by her father, poverty, and death. Once appeared that long-lost daughter from God knows where everything took a turn for the worst for her mother and herself. The strained relationship they had with the elders of the family degraded even more and a couple of years later, some secrets got revealed questioning her blood ties with the family. In the end, they were expelled and treated like dirt. With that kind of knowledge, how was she supposed to react? Was she supposed to lower her pride? Was she supposed to stay low key in order to prevent her ultimate demise? Was she supposed to befriend that sister -apparently the real legitimate child-? She simply could not! Yaling hated. Hated with the fire of a thousand suns. With a cherry on top. If relationships should be severed, let her be the initiator!

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".