Xiaosui

Lin Nianhe, the leading lady of the apocalypse, came equipped with a top-tier space, furiously hoarded tens of billions of resources, and then — she traveled through time!
The first day, a fierce squabble unfolded;
The second day, the production team's competition for overachievement was fiery hot;
The third day…
Lin Nianhe: "Comrades, be inspiring!"
The crowd, struggling: "Hardworking guy, stop brewing motivational speeches."
Lin Nianhe: "All the aunties are so adorable!"
The production team's aunties, hearts shattered: "Xiao Lin has hogged all the brains in her family."
Lin Nianhe relished in dramas, smashing feet with excitement, as she performed her new script brilliantly.
The swap of resources made her little treasure chest increasingly rich;
Tailored teaching, students acing their exams with full marks!
Lin Nianhe, with education in her left hand and economy in her right, ignited the darkness with sparks of light.
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The first time Su Yuncheng was asked when he would tie the knot with Lin Nianhe, he said, "Let me first win over her parents." 
The second time Su Yuncheng was asked when they could taste the wedding candy, he answered, "Wait until I've conquered her dozen or so siblings." 
The third time Su Yuncheng was questioned about his relationship progress with Lin Nianhe, he replied, "Our relationship is stable, but the entire village of three hundred, young and old, are all trying to snatch her from me."
He then turned around, pitifully searching for his delicate childhood sweetheart: "Hehe, when will you make it formal with me?"
Lin Nianhe responded offhandedly: "Wait till I finish building this batch of schools."
The next day, Lin Nianhe discovered that the sites she'd chosen for the schools had already started construction overnight!
[Cool community leader · Unknowingly charming · Little drama queen × Cunning · Self-challenger · Big friendly dog]

Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart

With the assistance of comrades at the train station, the eighteen large trunks were finally placed safely onto the luggage racks in the sleeper car.


Just as they settled down, the train departed.


Niuwa sat upright on his berth, blinking his large eyes as he watched the world outside the window.


Lin Nianhe rubbed his head and, out of habit, took out a bedsheet from her personal carry-on to spread over the berth. While making the bed, she sighed with a hint of melancholy.


Before she could dwell longer on Old Su, Wong Xiao came over awkwardly, clutching a work notebook: "Xiao Lin, let's discuss the exhibition booth arrangement again, shall we?"


Seeing his nervous demeanor, Lin Nianhe felt somewhat helpless.


Chapter 502: The Historical Story of the Textile Factory