Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon's Sweetheart - Chapter 214 - : Bullying the Newcomer?

Wei Ruo, a highly skilled doctor, was time traveled as a female supporting role in a novel. She was left neglected in the countryside for ten years and returned back when she was thirteen years old.

Seeing that she only knew how to grow flowers, grass and vegetables all day long, everyone thought that she was a peasant woman.

As the female supporting role, Wei Ruo did not want to fall in love with the male lead, nor did she want to compete with the female lead. All she was thinking about was to make money, make money, and make money!

When the fake daughter was still worried that Wei Ruo’s return would affect her status, Wei Ruo had quietly saved up a private fund.

When the fake daughter was still trying to attract the male lead’s attention, Wei Ruo had already made a big fortune.

If you want money, you have money, if you want food, you have food, The shop was opened one after another.

Later, her brother became the first minister, her father became the general, and the one sitting on the emperor’s chair was her husband.

- Description from Novelupdates

Tired of the intrigue in the big city and the face of the boss, tired of working overtime every day and earning thousands of dollars, Zhou An returned from the big city to the small fishing village where he was raised, and lived a leisurely life!

Plant vegetables, grow flowers, and thousands of acres of fruit trees!

Walk the dog, feed the cows, the ranch is thousands of miles away!

Deep sea seafood, shallow sea fish, fishermen catch!

Cultivating mountain streams, grazing cattle and sheep, and fragrant fruit trees!

In the bright spring, the teenagers wandered freely, and Zhou Ande was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and lived a leisurely life!

- Description from novelbuddy

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”