Yilan

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father.
Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?”
Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed.
In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Unlimited estates for rural beauty

"It's okay, you go on with your work, don't bother about him." Waving his hand dismissively, who would believe the words of a mad dog?


Back at the inn, Feng Dongzhi smashed a few cups in his rage and shouted, "Son of a bitch, he actually dared to kick me out, I'll make him regret it."


"Hmph, idiot," Panpan said without looking at Feng Dongzhi anymore. Now that he had no more value to her, he was disposable.


Under the cover of night, several people arrived at the manor and located Feng Xuxu's room, only to discover Feng Xuxu was not there upon entering. They quickly left the manor and turned around.


"How did it go, that was quick, wasn't it?"


The masked woman suddenly spoke up, thinking it was too easy to get rid of her, maybe too easy.


"Lady Panpan, Feng Xuxu is not at the manor, the room is empty."


"What? No one? Search! She must be dealt with tonight," she ordered, and a dozen assassins scattered in all directions.


Chapter 123 A Night of Terror (8)