The Mischievous Baby and His Little White Mother

Liu Ying rubbed her head and opened her eyes. Why had her room changed so much? Why was she in a dilapidated mud hut, even though it was fairly clean? Good heavens, where was she? Terrified, she scrambled to her feet and looked around. She pinched her cheek hard, then twisted her own thigh. Hiss... Ow, that hurts! Oh my god, this isn't a dream. Last night, after eight years of dating, she and her boyfriend had been just one step away from the altar. Then she received his call, breaking up with her. His reason was that he had fallen in love with a younger, richer, more beautiful girl. That bastard had wasted her...