Wen Xiao

Qiu Tong transmigrated into a storyline about the poor family background of three major villains..
Her father was a financial fraud, and the three children she raised by herself would become super villains in the future. Their family would end up miserable.
Qiu Tong wanted to leave, but the three children were so pitiful. Without her, they would die.
In the end, she decided to change their fate!
After that, Qiu Tong worked hard to earn a lot of money and became the richest person in City A. The three children also went from gloomy little devils to bright little angels. They even referred to her during their interview.
The jaws of the executives dropped when they saw the interview.
"These children look exactly like the President!"
"President, bad news. Your children are looking for a stepfather for their mother!"
Before long, Qiu Tong was brought to the magnificent palace where a handsome man was waiting.
"You want to run away now after stealing my seeds?"
"What do you want then?"
"I want your heart in exchange."
Qiu Tong: Charming looks and exceptional character. Off-the-charts martial arts skills and a minor expert at money-making.
Eldest Child: Male, genius in chemistry.
Second Child: Male, extreme martial arts skills.
Third Child: Female, their mascot in her little cotton-padded jacket. A highly-intelligent and skilled hacker.
Jin Yang: S Country's President. Handsome and cold-hearted. He was set up to have a one-night stand with Qiu Tong. He only found out later that she kept the children.

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I Transmigrate as a Single Mother of the Three Antagonists

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Late at night, thick clouds blocked out the moonlight.

Qiu Tong bent over and took out a dagger from her boot and held it in front of her. She looked at her surroundings warily and carefully circled around the security booth to the corner behind the Liqing Corporation. Qiu Tong picked up the curved hook she carried with her and flicked it twice.

The eight-clawed hook accurately hooked onto a drainage pipe. Qiu Tong pulled hard and nimbly climbed up.

Her figure was light and graceful, pressing against the wall like a lizard in the dark night.

Qiu Tong arrived at the air conditioner on the middle floor and took a breather.

She lowered her head and glanced at the ground, which was more than 10 meters high. There was no fear or nervousness in her eyes. Instead, there was a hint of disdain. A cold wind blew over and the rope swayed. It made one's heart skip a beat.

Realistic Nightmare