Running Away While Pregnant with the Villain’s Child - Chapter 1

Transmigrating into a book is surely a good thing, right? Countless people have reached the pinnacle of life this way clutching love in one hand and a career in the other, living a smooth-sailing life forever.

But… what if you transmigrate as the “love-brain” female lead in a “Matrilocal Son-in-Law” novel? And what if this female lead is the absolute queen of being boy-crazy?

Luo Xingran clutched her head in agony, rolling desperately across the soft, smooth silk sheets of her bedding set.

In the original story, she sacrificed all of her family’s capital and industries for the sake of “love,” eventually driving her relatives to their deaths one by one… and provoking her close friends until they cut ties with her for life.

If Luo Xingran were just an average person, she might not be in this much pain. She’d simply figure out the plot and head toward the peak of her life.

However, this specific book was one she pulled out every year to vent her spite on via ten-thousand-word critical reviews.

How does it feel to transmigrate as one of the fictional characters you hate the most?

Luo Xingran: “Thanks for asking. I’d rather be dead!”

The good news: things haven’t reached the point of no return yet. The bad news: the male lead is scheduled to confess to her in three days!

So, does Luo Xingran regret writing those ten-thousand-word essays bashing this stallion-trope, “son-in-law” novel?

Not at all. What she regrets is not adding a final curse to those reviews: “Author, if you make me transmigrate, I hope you’re infertile but have a house full of ‘grandchildren,’ and may the number of times you’re cheated on equal the number of wives the male lead has!”

As for why Luo Xingran hated this book so much, it was simply because she felt defrauded.

She started reading it in the first place because of the author’s deceptive marketing.

Promotions for this book were plastered everywhere—TikTok, Little Red Book, Weibo. They all claimed the protagonist was a pure “career-oriented” lead, and that no one was better at building an empire than him.

In the early stages, the protagonist did indeed seem focused on his career, as if it were a “no-romance” story about a man striving for success. But in the later stages, the plot collapsed into an unrecognizable mess.

Luo Xingran felt that a normal romance would have been fine. But a stallion-style harem? What was the point of that!

Business partners, material suppliers, even the wives of his relatives—as long as they were beautiful, the protagonist had to have them…

The sensation was, for Luo Xingran, like eating a normal meal and suddenly realizing she’d been fed a mouthful of filth. Furious, she went on a rampage and immediately started writing those massive negative reviews.

As the book grew in popularity, Luo Xingran became its most famous anti-fan.

What the author hated most was that not only was Luo Xingran a master of mockery and insults, but she was also incredibly skilled at pinpointing the “brain-dead” errors in the text.

For example, she’d point out the hyper-inflation of monetary amounts or how the author completely forgot foreshadowing from earlier chapters, causing the story’s currency system to collapse entirely.

Her long-form reviews were genuinely brilliant. Using her talent for metaphors and witty remarks, she made the author’s face turn blue and purple with rage. Simultaneously, she earned the heartfelt agreement of many other readers.

After rolling around on her soft mattress for a bit, Luo Xingran finally climbed out of bed.

Just kidding—she could mope for a while, but she wasn’t actually going to give up.

So what if she’d transmigrated as a “love-brain” so hollow even a zombie wouldn’t eat her? She still refused to lose!

After briskly finishing her mental self-reconstruction, Luo Xingran walked over to her vanity.

Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, she was stunned by her own beauty.

She looked exactly like her former self, but after a full face of professional makeup! Can you imagine? Her bare face looked like she was already fully dolled up!

Her skin was as smooth as jade without foundation; her eyes had natural depth without eyeshadow, let alone those real eyelashes that rivaled falsies!

To put it this way: if she tried to apply makeup now, she wouldn’t even know what else to add.

Suddenly, Luo Xingran felt that this transmigration might actually be a good thing.

After admiring herself for a moment, she pulled out a notebook and began taking notes.

First, she recorded all the information regarding her character in this “stallion” novel. Then, she began strategizing on how to make that idiot male lead back off in three days.

That “Phoenix Man” (a man from a poor background who uses women to climb the social ladder) was not only lacking in self-awareness but was also incredibly arrogant.

Thinking of this, Luo Xingran smirked.

Three days from now was the university music festival. She would lure that dog of a man to a place where everyone was watching and reject him publicly.

Hah! At that point, for the sake of his own pride, the man wouldn’t dare come looking for her again. In the original novel, aside from his big mouth, the male lead’s strongest trait was his massive ego.

Looking at the plan growing more detailed on the paper, Luo Xingran couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“What did those five missing years do to Xingran’s personality? Laughing like that… is her brain okay? She’s nothing like she used to be…” Luo’s mother stood outside the door, questioning her daughter’s sanity after hearing the laughter.

Luo’s father caught his breath, saying uncertainly, “The Master said it would be like this, so it should be fine, right?”

Looking at her hesitating husband, Mother Luo clicked her tongue and turned to leave.

“Wife, wait for me…” Father Luo followed closely behind, trying to grab the corner of her clothes.

Wholly focused on perfecting her plan, Luo Xingran had no idea that her biological parents were deeply questioning her IQ.

Once she finished the plan, her stomach let out a sudden, loud “growl.”

Indeed, she was so hungry her stomach was staging a protest.

Looking at her perfect plan, Luo Xingran folded the paper and stuffed it under her pillow.

She stealthily took the elevator down to the first floor, attempting to sneak into the kitchen to scrounge for some food. It was only after transmigrating that she realized wealthy people actually installed elevators inside their villas!

When she arrived at the kitchen, she was utterly shocked by the sheer scale of the breakfast spread. There was Chinese breakfast, Western breakfast, traditional dishes, innovative creations, and exquisitely plated fruit everywhere.

Simply eating breakfast felt like being at a five-star hotel buffet.

Damn, she thought, is this what it’s like to do whatever you want just because you’re rich?

Thinking back to her previous life as a struggling “office drone,” Luo Xingran sat down at the table and began to dig in. As for why she was being so sneaky… it was because she felt she would inevitably face the constant nagging of her parents. She had no idea what kind of attitude she should use to speak to them.

“If only transmigrating came with the original memories, I wouldn’t be so lost…” Luo Xingran sighed while munching on a delicious pastry.

She felt incredibly uneasy. She was essentially a cuckoo in the nest; even though she hadn’t entered this body voluntarily, she still felt a twinge of guilt. However, there was nothing she could do about it now. After a minute of silence, the bird’s nest soup served by the cook completely diverted her attention.

“Our daughter is definitely back. Her tastes are exactly the same—she was a picky eater as a child, and now that she’s grown, she still won’t touch a bite of the things she hates!”

“In fact, she’s regressed! When she was three, she’d at least nibble on a carved carrot out of curiosity. Now that she’s older, she won’t give me even an inch of satisfaction!”

Outside the kitchen, Mother Luo clenched her fists, and Father Luo quickly grabbed his wife before she could storm in.

“At least Ranran is back and no longer possessed by those wandering ghosts. Everything is happening just as the Master said—it will get better.” Father Luo desperately tried to soothe his wife, fearing she might rush in and give their daughter a piece of her mind.

“Then the Master’s prediction that she’ll definitely end up pregnant before marriage within a year will also come true?” Mother Luo’s face was solemn, her expression tense.

Hearing his wife mention this, the smile that usually hung on Father Luo’s face vanished instantly.

“Hah! Within this year, if any man dares to come within a meter of my precious daughter, I’ll break his legs and dump him in the Xiang River!”

As his expression darkened, Father Luo seemed like a completely different person. If he was a “Mr. Nice Guy” from a TV drama a moment ago, he now looked like a blood-soaked mob boss.

Sensing his underworld aura, Mother Luo suddenly recalled the Master’s prophecy: After she and her daughter passed away, her foolish husband would seek out the culprit for a fight to the death.

Thinking of that outcome, Mother Luo’s face turned grim.

“Dump, dump, dump! I’ll dump your brain down the sewer more like!”

“Can’t you be a law-abiding citizen? If anyone has ill intentions, make them transfer schools and send their whole family abroad!”

“If they don’t agree, then the Luo family will never do business with them again!” Mother Luo waved her hand with immense authority.

“But speaking of which, should we inform the girl from the Pei family?” Father Luo asked after admiring his wife’s dominant charm.

At the mention of the Pei family, Mother Luo shook her head repeatedly.

“Better not. For one, if they don’t believe such a thing, we wouldn’t know how to explain it. Secondly, have you forgotten how we opposed them being together back then? Anyway, Ranran doesn’t remember how much she loved that Pei girl. It’s better that she’s forgotten; it’s a good thing not to let her remember.”

Hearing his wife say this, Father Luo sighed.

Back then, both he and Ranran’s mother had strongly opposed their relationship. After all, the world is far too harsh on girls. If two girls are together, the societal pressure is only greater. Given the choice, any parent would want their child to take the easier path.

They only hoped that Ranran would never remember.

“Perhaps that Pei child already loves someone else. After all, Ranran has been away from us for five years.”

“True. People always change.”

“Moving on to someone else is the most normal thing in the world.”

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