Early October

Mo Yangyang, the fake daughter was kicked out of the family when the real daughter of the family returned. The real daughter demanded a good reputation, thus Mo Yangyang had to set her off by being the bad girl. She couldn't stand it any longer when she realized she was terminally ill. Even cannon fodder deserved to die with dignity. To leave no regrets behind, Mo Yangyang made a move on the man whom she was secretly in love for ten years, but she ended up being entangled with the man's uncle, the fifth son of the Xie Family whom every woman in Xiacheng was willing to squeeze their heads through a crowd just to meet in person, the man with the name Xie Xize.
Mo Yangyang, "Don't worry, I'm almost dead anyway.
Three months later...
Mo Yangyang, "Why am I still alive? And why is there another life in my stomach too? Wouldn't Fifth Elder Xie murder me once he found out about it?"
So she ran...
Five years later, the little kid dragged his trembling mother to Xie Xize and said, "Take good care of your woman, don't make me have to worry about her always." Fifth Elder Xie, "How are you going to pay me back for kidnapping my son for so many years?" Mo Yangyang shuddered, "I can give you another child...do you want it?"
The little kid, "I have a chance to start over again. I must take precautions earlier. With my father around, I won't have to worry that mom would be killed like cannon fodder again. It's time to teach those scum a lesson!"

The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The first principle of owning a restaurant: be friendly to people, and wear a smile at all times!

Mo Yangyang had long solved the problem with her temper. She had learned to be slick and sly when dealing with all kinds of people.

If the customers had any complaints about the restaurant, she would be the first to handle them. It was already part of her instincts.

Therefore, she did not even have time to reflect on the question. She subconsciously answered, "I'm fine..."

Following that, Mo Yangyang shuddered as her hair stood on its end.

What the hell did I just do? Did...did I just speak?

Mo Yangyang seriously had the urge to slap herself in the face. How could she mess up in a situation like this!?

Mo Yangyang's hand began to tremble slightly, not because of the weight of the takeaway. She was seriously afraid.

Fifth Elder Xie Isn't That Kind-Hearted