The Ultimate Heartbreak of Chef Zheng Mimi

Song Peizhi finds herself tangled with the same soul and man in thirteen different worlds due to his interference with the Wheel of Transmigration. Throw in the Crown Prince of the Immortal Realm who seems dead set on pursuing her, she is stuck between two men that love her more than life itself. Who will she choose? Who knows. She has always had a low EQ. *** PS: An EQ (emotional quotient) means "a (notional) measure of a person's adequacy in such areas as self-awareness, empathy, and dealing sensitively with other people" (Collins Dictionary).

When Hu Jia—a woman abandoned by all except the man she had accepted as an older brother—gets ruthlessly stabbed by the same older brother, she finds herself in the Underworld staring face-to-face with a younger doppelganger named Hong Tingxing. Hong Tingxing, a seventeen year old noble young miss, tragically died due to the influence of her half-sisters and concubine mother. Now, as she accidentally lended her memories to Hu Jia, she requests for Hu Jia to take care of a few things in her stead and allow her to live a peaceful life. After Hu Jia accepts the conditions, she opens her eyes to a thirteen year old Hong Tingxing yet to be exploited by her family members. Now revived, Hu Jia embarks on a journey to not only regain power and achieve revenge for the original Hong Tingxing, but to accomplish revenge for herself. But what she didn't expect was to accidentally latch on a powerful, golden thigh. The same golden thigh that had been cold to her in the beginning but later on shamelessly calls her 'wife'. PS: "to latch on a golden thigh" means to cling onto a rich or powerful person for support.

When Zheng Mimi, a brilliant chef working in Starlight-a popular restaurant in China-accidentally eats a rotten egg, she finds herself in the same story she had been reading nonstop. The story being 'The Overwhelming Lord's Sweet Consort'. A web novel that had attracted readers not only because of the angelic female lead and masculine male lead, but also because of the secondary female lead, Princess Yu Zhenzhen. Princess Yu Zhenzhen was the tyrannical first princess of the empire of Yu with a reputation unlike any other. A teenage girl that had led her loving family members to death by falling in love at first with her fiancé, the male lead. Unfortunately for the princess, she had been decided as the villainess, no matter how captivating her face may have seemed. As the princess cursed the duo that had been the main cause of her death in the epilogue of the story, Zheng Mimi finds her soul sucked into the story, portraying as the same evil princess, except a year before her death incident. Now, Zheng Mimi is fighting a battle of survival. Which means staying away from all those who have caused the original Yu Zhenzhen's death and hopefully living a peaceful life without the interference of anyone. But how was she supposed to know her naive behave had not only attracted the attention of the secondary male leads, but the male lead, himself!?

The moment Qi Yingyun was born, her surroundings were dark. This led to the bitter discovery that the gorgeous girl was blind. Nobody knew why and how, but they knew it was a shame. A shame that the pretty girl didn't see. A shame that the girl was like an emotionless doll. A shame that the girl was as fragile as a lotus, yet invalid. They knew the chances of the girl ever being able to marry into a family was slim, but her father was perseverant and didn't allow her to give up. His sacrifices for Yingyun's happiness finally paid off as she attracted the attention of a man. Not just any man, but the recently-positioned young emperor of Han, Han Wulong...

Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."

Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?

Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"

For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."

Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."

"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."