eleven foodie best friend

A modern-day foodie finds herself in the depths of the imperial palace, a mere invisible at the bottom of the hierarchy, but luckily, the food there isn't half bad, and she could make do. Who would have thought that those women were so fond of drama, bouncing around for no good reason? Well, then, no need for civility—was she supposed to steam buns instead of vying for favor?! In her first year in the palace, she was neither favored nor pampered! She was bullied! In her Nth year in the palace, she reigned supreme over The Six Palaces! Yet she became the thorn in everyone's side! A Favored Consort who doesn't aspire to become the Empress is no good chef! And since the Emperor must have a main wife, then why not her?! Who said an emperor's heart was heartless? She was determined to become the apple of the emperor's eye! Battling mean girls, capturing the heart of the Emperor, having children, Xia Ruqing thus embarked on a relentless journey of struggle within the imperial palace! [Reader group: 362627942, I'll be waiting for you here~]

Fleeing to my mom's best friend for help, I never expected Auntie Shan, who watched me grow up since I was little, to harbor such ulterior motives toward me...

#food Mo Chu was reborn. She opened her eyes to find herself in a world where a thousand years had passed. The docile animals and plants became very aggressive, and elemental abilities that existed only in stories and legends now appeared before her eyes! Fortunately, upon waking up, Mo Chu gained a nice-guy brother who had a sister complex. Unfortunately, she had a one-in-a-million sensitive constitution, so she couldn’t consume 99% of the available food. However, there would always be a solution. If she couldn’t eat the food of this era, couldn’t she come up with new food? And so, she made fries, grilled fish, beggar’s chicken, and various other delicacies that were not available in this future world. As a glutton, Mo Chu was satisfied with this outcome. However… “Wow! What have I been eating all my life? Her food is so delicious, it’s amazing!” “Aside from being delicious, the food can actually increase elemental powers, and its effects are several times better than pills!” “I offer five million Federal Coins!” “I offer ten million. Don’t compete with me! If you do, I’ll fight you!” Mo Chu held up her hands in defeat, feeling helpless. It was only grilled fish. Did they have to get so excited? *** Ning Yiyuan is the only marshal in the Federation and also a top-class expert whose elemental abilities could reach tier 12. Even in an environment where the number of men was double that of women, countless beauties would still throw themselves at him. Yet, he was never fazed. Over the past few decades, Ning Yiyuan was like a monument, always standing at the Federation battlefront. Yet, this monument started to crumble after meeting Mo Chu… “Uncle!” Mo Chu addressed him with her rosy lips, and Ning Yiyuan’s ever stoic face began to crack! He was only 40 this year. In the Federation where the average lifespan of a human was 300 years old, he was considered a youth. So how could he be called an ‘Uncle’? Hmph! He would have a word with this lass!

Having been reborn in the high school graduation season of 2008, Li Yuan found himself back at the moment when he confessed to the school beauty... Bai Weixi: "Thank you, being liked by you is an honor for me, but I don't want to be in a relationship right now." Li Yuan promptly took back the gift he had presented: "Then give me back the gift I gave you." Bai Weixi, with her beautiful eyes wide, looked at him in disbelief: "Li Yuan, what do you mean?" "You've already rejected me, yet you still want to keep my gift?" "But we are good friends!" "Heh, like I'm short of good friends? What I'm short of is a girlfriend, you get it?" Watching Bai Weixi, disheveled in the wind, Li Yuan turned to ask: "By the way, could you give me your best friend's phone number?" Bai Weixi fumed with anger: "Li Yuan, what are you trying to do?" Li Yuan just shrugged nonchalantly: "Nothing much, she's prettier than you, I've decided to pursue her instead."

Gavriel Wijaya, putra pertama kebanggaan keluarga Wijaya pulang setelah sepuluh tahun menyelesaikan pendidikan dan membangun perusahaannya di New York sana. Pulang dengan sifat dan sikap berbeda 180°, Gavriel kembali ingin menggapai cintanya, cinta sahabatnya__Queeneira. Cinta yang belum sempat ia genggam, saat ia harus memikirkan pendidikan dan karirnya. Sedangkan Queeneira, yang terlanjur patah hati ditinggal selama itu sudah tidak ingin untuk berhubungan lagi dengan sahabatnya__Gavriel Wijaya. Lalu, bagaimana cara Gavriel untuk mendapatkan cinta Queeneira kembali, mampukah Gavriel menggengam cintanya, saat Queeneira sendiri sudah tidak ingin dekat dengannya. Ikuti kisah perjalanan dan bagaimana Gavriel mengambil hati sahabatnya kembali.

#comida Mo Chu renació. Abrió los ojos para encontrarse en un mundo donde habían pasado mil años. Los dóciles animales y plantas se volvieron muy agresivos, ¡y las habilidades elementales que existían solo en historias y leyendas ahora aparecían ante sus ojos! Afortunadamente, al despertar, Mo Chu ganó un hermano amable que tenía un complejo de hermana. Desafortunadamente, tenía una constitución sensible única en un millón, por lo que no podía consumir el 99% de los alimentos disponibles. Sin embargo, siempre habría una solución. Si no podía comer la comida de esta era, ¿no podría crear nuevos alimentos? Y así, hizo papas fritas, pescado a la parrilla, pollo del mendigo y otras delicias que no estaban disponibles en este mundo futuro. Como glotona, Mo Chu estaba satisfecha con este resultado. Sin embargo… "¡Vaya! ¿Qué he estado comiendo toda mi vida? ¡Su comida es tan deliciosa, es increíble!" "Además de ser deliciosa, la comida puede aumentar los poderes elementales, ¡y sus efectos son varias veces mejores que las píldoras!" "¡Ofrezco cinco millones de Monedas Federales!" "Ofrezco diez millones. ¡No compitas conmigo! ¡Si lo haces, te enfrentaré!" Mo Chu levantó las manos en señal de derrota, sintiéndose impotente. Solo era pescado a la parrilla. ¿Tenían que emocionarse tanto? *** Ning Yiyuan es el único mariscal en la Federación y también un experto de primera clase cuyas habilidades elementales podían alcanzar el nivel 12. Incluso en un entorno donde el número de hombres era el doble que el de mujeres, innumerables bellezas aún se lanzarían a sus pies. Sin embargo, nunca se inmutó. Durante las últimas décadas, Ning Yiyuan fue como un monumento, siempre de pie en el frente de batalla de la Federación. Sin embargo, este monumento comenzó a desmoronarse después de conocer a Mo Chu… "¡Tío!" Mo Chu se dirigió a él con sus labios rosados, ¡y el rostro siempre estoico de Ning Yiyuan comenzó a agrietarse! Solo tenía 40 años este año. En la Federación, donde la esperanza de vida promedio de un humano era de 300 años, se le consideraba un joven. Entonces, ¿cómo podía ser llamado 'Tío'? ¡Hmph! ¡Tendría unas palabras con esta muchacha!

Li Chuan went from the town to the provincial city to seek refuge with his elder brother Li Yong, but he did not expect that even with his low profile, he could still attract countless beauties. Cold and elegant sister-in-law, noble host, pure campus beauty, fiery anchor and so on... Lying in a pile of beauties, looking at the endless cash, Li Chuan expressed that his thoughts are very simple, very... simple.

Being his mistress for five years, she never received a hint of genuine affection from him. Finally,when she was about to become a tool of arranged marriage, she left him without hesitation, "Let's end this, I'm tired." But when he saw her hand in hand with her carefully chosen new fiance, he suddenly was overwhelmed with regret. He tightly grasped her wrist with red eyes, his voice hoarse, his tone stubborn: "...You can't marry him, you can't engage with him! love me once more." She brushed away his hand, her smile radiant: "Mister, your fiancée is Miss Su." She once loved him humbly, begging for a little of his attention. But now, she is the one he chases.

"You have no idea what you've done to me. I've been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me." His grip tightened. "I'm not letting that go. I'm not letting you go. Fuck the friendship. I want you." I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip. "I don't just want to f**k you—I want to keep you. You're my favorite sin, and I'll commit it again and again until you understand you're mine." His lips twitched a little. "You've always been mine, Savannah." ****** Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"