I Can Tell You're Pregnant! [Book Transmigration]

Shu Yang transmigrated into a book. In the story, the male lead starts out down on his luck, gets his engagement broken off, and is looked down on. After gaining a golden finger, he dominates the world and dazzles everyone. Unfortunately... Shu Yang isn't the male lead. He's the cannon-fodder character the male lead humiliates when he breaks off their engagement. Shu Yang clutched his head. “Why couldn't I have transmigrated earlier? I missed my chance to latch onto a powerful guy, and I even managed to completely piss him off!!” He rubbed his belly. At least there was a little treasure growing inside. Xie Zuoyun watched the man who kept hovering around him, and patiently did the math for him. After counting on his fingers, he said, “You're pregnant.” Shu Yang beamed. “It's yours!” “...” Xie Zuoyun kept a straight face, but the tips of his ears reddened. “Then should we try again?” #Entering VIP on April 8, with extra-long chapters dropping!# Recommended upcoming story: “After Running Away with the Baby, the Male Lead Insisted on Marrying Me [Book Transmigration]” Sha Yangxiao transmigrated into a book, becoming the male lead's most hated white moonlight. During the male lead's lowest point, he constantly humiliated and trampled on him, turning him into a moody, sinister man who eventually tortured that arrogant, shallow white moonlight to death. Thinking of his miserable future, Sha Yangxiao clung tightly to the male lead, who was about to explode. With snot and tears streaming down his face, he cried, “Darling, I'm sick. It's terminal! *hic*” “...??” Sha Yangxiao wailed, “I have at most three months to live! *hic*” “...” Sha Yangxiao continued his tragic, awkward performance. “I love you so much. How could I bear to bully you? *hic* I just don't want you to spend the rest of your life thinking about me after I'm gone. *hic* Love is too painful. You should hate me instead. *hic*” “...” Then the next day, he left a note and ran off. Five years later. A luxury car stopped in front of a jianbing stall. Ke Tongfang looked at the vendor and the little kid beside him, munching on a melon seed. He gave a cold snort. “Terminal illness?” Sha Yangxiao shrank his neck and said sheepishly, “B-Boss, want a free egg and sausage with that?” Theme: