The Poor Little Thing Who Could Get Pregnant, Spoiled by Interstellar Powerhouses

Ruan Mian transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic wasteland into an interstellar world.

She was also a useless little nobody, unloved by both her father and mother.

No matter. Her plant-based supernatural ability had come with her, so finding enough to eat wouldn’t be a problem!

What? This world had no plants?

Becoming a rich woman wasn’t just a dream. It all started with a boxed meal!

What? She was carrying a baby?

The aloof and distinguished Interstellar Marshal pleaded humbly: “I’ll offer you the entire interstellar realm as your bride price. Please, Mianmian, just look at me.”

The genius boy with SSS-plus mental strength gazed at his only cure: “I’m nothing without you. Please, don’t leave me.”

The president of the greatest corporation in the interstellar realm offered up his entire fortune: “Here, a fund to raise the baby!”

The wolfish, dangerously obsessive genius younger brother teared up: “Big Sis, whoever the father is, you and the baby are both mine!”

Ruan Mian spread her hands. What could she do?

She got rich without even trying.

She wound up pregnant and adored by everyone without even trying.

She reached the peak of life without even trying.