Dragon Prince Yuan - Chapter 1496 Stop

A Naruto fanfic where the MC is not an orphan and he does not chase after every single girl in the elemental nations (#NO-HAREM CLUB). What more could you want?~~~SYNOPSIS~~~When a popup appeared on Jacob's screen while he was playing Minecraft to fill out the transmigration form, he didn't expect it would actually happen because if he knew, he would've definitely not requested any random system as his cheat.~What to expect~# A protagonist who is not an orphan# NO-HAREM (No romance either at least till the point I've written.)# Even though he has a system, he wouldn't become op anytime soon so there would be lots and lots of training# Other characters won't be idiots to make the mc look smart~What not to expect~# HAREM# Cold emotionless mc# Immediate plot derailment

[Historical + Book Transmigration + The 80s + Marry First, Love Later + Steamy + Getting Rich]As Song Qingya, a popular 21st-century actress, she unexpectedly transmigrates into the 1980s along with her rival.Unfortunately, her rival becomes the original female lead of the novel, Wen Xiuxiu.And she becomes the unlikable cannon fodder ex-wife who pesters the male lead.The moment she opens her eyes, she's dealt a bad hand. The original owner of the body was set to demand a divorce and elope with her first love, only to be sold to an old bachelor and brutally abused to death at a young age.Song Qingya will never let herself fall to such a fate.Without a second thought, she begins to act!The frail beauty, eyes slightly red, tugs on the corner of Fei Jin's shirt.“I regret it. I don't want a divorce anymore. Take me home, okay?”The man's Adam's apple bobbed as he scooped her up.“Alright. Don't you regret this.”

As a transmigrator turned extraordinary creature of the human race, he found the world to be more colorful than he had imagined.To more easily access everything this new realm had to offer, he first needed a special resume. Then, he had to find the right place in a city perennially shrouded in fog to fill out an application, and the last and most critical step...— was to kill a chicken or catch a mouse.

I met the male lead in prison.