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Transmigrating Into Another World: General, I'm Not Your White Moonlight
A scientist, Duan Yixin, transmigrated into another world. She possessed the body of a sixteen-year-old girl but had not inherited any of her memories. With a broken marriage engagement and no money in her hand, she only wants to earn money peacefully. It's a pity that fate always plays tricks on people. When she thought she could finally live peacefully, she discovered that this world was not as simple as she thought. The man she rescued was the notorious ruthless general, and the woman who stole her ex-fiancé was the female protagonist of this world. She looked up at the sky and asked, "God, are you kidding me?" A few years later, on their wedding night, she stared at him and said seriously, "General, I'm not your white moonlight." The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Mhm, you are not my white moonlight, you are my life."Concluída
What kind of transmigration is this?!
Exhausted and demotivated from the everyday struggles of life, she fell asleep and woke up to become some random side character on a novel she just read before sleeping! She became one of the short flings of one of the male leads in a reverse harem novel. After running away from the male lead's bed. She found out after 2 months that she was pregnant! "...." what kind of transmigration is this?!
A scientist, Duan Yixin, transmigrated into another world. She possessed the body of a sixteen-year-old girl but had not inherited any of her memories. With a broken marriage engagement and no money in her hand, she only wants to earn money peacefully. It's a pity that fate always plays tricks on people. When she thought she could finally live peacefully, she discovered that this world was not as simple as she thought. The man she rescued was the notorious ruthless general, and the woman who stole her ex-fiancé was the female protagonist of this world. She looked up at the sky and asked, "God, are you kidding me?" A few years later, on their wedding night, she stared at him and said seriously, "General, I'm not your white moonlight." The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Mhm, you are not my white moonlight, you are my life."
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