[Not a Doormat] [Raising a Child] [Farming] [Peaceful Days]
Reborn two months before the apocalypse, the first thing Wang Yingying did was go to the psychiatric hospital to bring home her younger brother, whom her stepmother had sent away.
Second, she took the “funeral money” from her stepmother and cashed in all the stocks and funds her father had left her.
Third, she headed straight to the biggest luxury store in the city and used her gold card to clear out the entire department.
Passersby laughed at her, saying she was crazy to blow through her money before disaster even struck.
Wang Yingying only sneered. In her previous life, she had huddled in a drafty safe house, listening to her stepsister mock her stupidity while wearing this very fur coat.
This time, the fur coat was hers, and so was her life.
That night, she dragged twenty suitcases home and slapped a bank card against her stepmother's face. “Take the money, take that useless daughter of yours, and get out.”
On the third day of the apocalypse, a blizzard shut down the city. While her stepmother's family shivered in the cold, Wang Yingying curled up in her spatial villa, enjoying a spicy hot pot.
