[This novel will enter VIP on Wednesday, September 9, 2020. Three hundred thousand-plus words in ten consecutive updates. Rolling around and begging for your support, mwah!]
Original title: My Fiancé Who Cheated on Me Was Reborn and Proposed, but I Was Already Pregnant
Shen Yu had done whatever he pleased until the age of twenty-four, and what he was most pleased with was being born into the right family. The Shen family was rich, powerful, influential, and doted on him. Even though Shen Yu was gay, they could still throw him a grand matchmaking banquet, which the entire internet mocked as Second Young Master Shen's Royal Consort Selection.
Match No. 1: Bai Li, the son of a longtime family friend, an elegant lawyer and elite professional.
No. 2: Fu Sili, the famously aloof beauty, a gentle triple-crown Best Actor.
No. 3: Zhong Qing, his old classmate who made his fortune from nothing, a cold and formidable business tycoon.
There were thirty-five elite prospects from all walks of life.
After much effort, Shen Yu narrowed them down by looks and chose Fu Sili as his ideal fiancé.
Then, by pure coincidence, he discovered that he was actually the male lead gong of the novel Reborn to Conquer the Entertainment Industry.
In the story, Fu Sili had someone else in his heart, so after getting engaged in his previous life, he changed his mind at the last minute, turning Shen Yu into a laughingstock. But Fu Sili, who bravely pursued love to the end, met a tragic fate too. After witnessing his true love and manager being affectionate with each other, he went to confront them, only to be thrown down the stairs. He miscarried and died. So when Fu Sili returned reborn, he planned to accept the arranged marriage, kick his scumbag gong to the curb, and live happily with Shen Yu.
Shen Yu: "???"
Shen Yu stared at himself in the mirror, baffled. "Do I look like someone who'd take another guy's leftovers?!" What was this nonsense about turning a proud, unruly puppy into a cold, domineering wolf for Fu Sili?
Grumbling to himself, Shen Yu decisively sent a group message to all his prospective matches: whoever got to the Civil Affairs Bureau first would win the title of "husband."
His prospective matches: "?!!!"
A big shot passing by to pick up a charity award: "…"
"Stop right there. You're the one, No. 28!" Shen Yu had just seen Best Actor Fu's public declaration of love on Weibo. In his frantic haste, he spotted Gu Shen, the big shot rumored to have a vicious temper, and his eyes lit up. He grabbed the man's wheelchair and struck first, snapping a dramatic close-up of the marriage registration office's logo and the man's signature wheelchair. He added a heartfelt confession: "A BMW or a bike, neither beats your wheelchair. Let's ride together [heart]"
The whole internet erupted.
"Ride together?" Gu Shen's voice was low and cold. "In that case, I'll put in five yuan and you put in four. That makes nine yuan. Thanks."
Shen Yu: "?"
Later, Gu Shen posted a photo of them pooling their money, along with a declaration celebrating their marriage registration: "You're mine. Let's stay together forever."
Content warnings:
1. The gong: I'm disabled. I got better. I was faking it. jpg
2. Set in a fictional world with no real-life inspirations. Same-sex marriage is legal.
3. Pregnancy and childbirth.
Please add my next novel, After the CEO's Little One Signs His Top-Tier Star Stepfather Up for a Parenting Variety Show, to your reading list!
After an accident, Sheng Xing discovered that he was actually a vicious villain. Because he loved the male lead gong and was jealous of the male lead shou, he kept digging himself into a hole. He even turned his malicious attention toward his poor little stepson, and eventually met a miserable end.
Sheng Xing, who was only in a business marriage: "???"
Dreaming of becoming an international superstar but currently no more than a washed-up nobody, Sheng Xing promptly tossed down the divorce papers and left in the middle of the night.
Who could have guessed that the next day, in the CEO's office at his own company, he'd find a sharply dressed little one clutching a baby bottle? The child was full of confidence and swagger. "I used my pocket money to buy this company!"
"Get dressed up, and we'll have fun on a parenting variety show together!"
Sheng Xing: "… I'm not your biological dad!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the supposedly pitiful little one threw down his bottle, pulled a marriage certificate and household register from his backpack, then pouted. Tears as big as beans glistened in his eyes as he looked utterly pitiful. "I'm going to tell the police on you. No... Grandpa and Grandma said we'd go on the parenting show together, so... so everyone would think we're a loving family. Don't you like me? Don't you want us to be a family?"
Sheng Xing stared at the number 110 beneath the little one's chubby hand, so angry he gritted his teeth. "You little brat, just you wait!"
So, on the show, the other dads did their best to show off their dad skills and care for their children.
Sheng Xing was as lazy as he could get away with being. When he couldn't slack off, he found creative ways to exploit the little brat. "The legendary child prodigy is only five and can solve the chicken-and-rabbit-in-a-cage problem in thirty seconds."
"Step right up! Get a photo with the heir to a trillion-yuan conglomerate for just ten yuan!"
"…"
The little one being bossed around: "…"
So stepmoms really were evil... Though, it wasn't so bad after all!
One hundred points. Don't let Dad Sheng get too proud!
Wait, if Dad Sheng gets divorced, can I go with him?
Sheng Yu sounds pretty good too?!
Xie Yu thought it over, then held down the voice message button and asked, "Lawyers, if my dad is useless, how can I scheme to get custody transferred to Dad Sheng?"
Viewers lurking in the livestream burst out laughing and offered suggestions.
Dad Sheng rested his chin in his hand. "Sure. My Sheng Group could use an heir too."
Xie Fan Jing had finally finished a round of nonstop work and made time to join the parenting variety show. "???"
Theme: Being reborn isn't a shortcut. You still have to work hard for yourself.
The author will tell you something that will make the sad listener cry. Three of the novels I am chasing are all yours, but you have been cheating me for three or four months. One book is three or four months, and three books is one year. You cost me a year
Long lost update. (??▽?)?
This book is three years old! Except for the first year, only one or two chapters are updated a year in the next two years.
Are you still there? Where did it go? Are you still in this world? I've waited so hard for you! I cry at least three times a day, and the thought of you not updating makes me burst into tears. My friends ask you every day if you have fallen out of love, and I am embarrassed to tell her that I am just chasing after you. If this continues, I think I may have to go to the hospital! Say something back!
Re-read this article from the beginning. Then it seems that a small bug was discovered. The time setting at the beginning is 2022, the birth year of Mr. Shen. He should be 24 in real years and 25 in imaginary years. He should be born in 1998. His brother Shen Lian was 68 years old. If he was in full years, he would have been born in 1954. If he was in false years, he would have been born in 1955. But it is also said that Brother Shen was born in the Mín period, so there is a time difference of at least 5-6 years. It seems that the current time setting should be changed forward. Considering the experiences of Shen Lian's father and Er Shao's biological parents, it feels more reasonable to move the current timeline forward at least ten or twenty years.
Did you see me bursting into tears?
If it hadn't been shown that it was over, I would have thought there would be a follow-up (?????)?? Love you?
Maybe, why can't it be announced directly to the public that the baby fish is actually a twin? It was not announced before to protect him. It is normal for twins to have a child.
Hahahahahahaha, it's really okay to go to the anti-pornography office to borrow discs
So sweet!!! I cry to death