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After being betrayed by her family, Bai Meiyue found herself struggling in the flourishing age where zombies and mutant animals ruled. And that too with a big belly! 

Though people called her crazy for being stubborn, Bai Meiyue didn’t regret keeping the fruit of her one-night stand. What she regretted was not protecting her child and trusting those whom she should have killed at the very chance that was handed to her. 

In the eleventh year, Bai Meiyue lost her child and died while taking revenge on those who took her son away. However, just when Bai Meiyue thought it was the end, she returned two months before the beginning of the doomsday. 

Carrying the grudge of two lifetimes, she swore to make life living hell for those who harmed her and her son. 

With the heavens blessing her with a barter system, Bai Meiyue was intent on giving her child everything that he deserved. 

But why was the child’s father chasing after her? 

Hello? We only shared a bed for a night. So why was he clinging to her? 

Her child’s father: From the best medicine to education, you have given our child everything, Meiyue. But what about a father?

Apocalyptic Disasters: Carrying a bun and hoarding supplies

Bai Xue had been like this ever since she was a child. No matter what Bai Meiyue had, she wanted to have it too. Because of this habit of hers, she didn't even think things through and invited Xiang Mei and the rest to the small penthouse where she was living with her family.

Bai Meiyue didn't know that Bai Xue had planned so much after returning home and even if she did, she wouldn't have bothered with her. She went back to her room and took a small nap. There was no helping it. She was pregnant and her body was not as active as it was in the past; she felt sick and nauseous all the time.

When she woke up, Bai Meiyue sighed, feeling her stomach growling with hunger. She raised her hand and poked her belly, which was still flat and muttered, "You—are you trying to turn your mother into a bum?"

Tough love