Transmigrating My Way Into Your Heart

Transmigrating My Way Into Your Heart

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After the nth time at failing to fall in love during his blind dates, Wen Jian decided to take love into his own hands. No matter how many worlds he has to travel to, he will find himself a little wife to love. Messenger: Master Jian, the grandmaster has asked that you stop destroying the plot. Wen Jian: Tell the old man that if he wants children to run around and call him grandpa then he should let me be. Suddenly no one cared about the well-being of the world's plot. Just as long as Wen Jian finds himself a wife! Cover Art: Not Mine (If you're the artist and want it taken down please message me and I'll have it gone immediately) Started: 31 May 2021 Ended: ??? List of Arcs - Arc 1: Cultivation (ongoing) - Arc 2: ???
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Su Bai had died once before. And now, after his rebirth, he was done. Done with the chaos, the heartbreak, and the endless cycle of torment. He refused to endure it all over again. This time, he wanted nothing more than a peaceful, quiet life-far away from the entangled mess of these so-called protagonists. Because, yes, this world was a novel. A clichéd, overly dramatic love story. And Su Bai? He was nothing more than a disposable tool, a plot device designed to deepen their undying love for each other. His legally wedded husband-the protagonist, the perfect, untouchable gong-was at the center of it all. F*** this. Su Bai wanted no part of it anymore. He had been kind, accommodating, and patient. But this time, the "tool man" was done being used. The version of Su Bai who had endured everything with a smile, who played his role obediently, was gone. "Goodbye," he muttered to himself as he shut the door on his old life. And yet, there he was-the original gong, his husband-kneeling outside the house on a durian of all things. The sight would have been comical if it weren't so absurd. But Su Bai didn't care anymore. The pleading, the regret-it all meant nothing now. He didn't want revenge, forgiveness, or closure. He just wanted his peace. This time, Su Bai vowed, he would live for himself.

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