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

    As soon as he finished speaking, the few people who were bent over and trying hard to wipe the ground fell to the ground.


  Xie Xize's bodyguards tried their best to ensure that their poker faces did not crack. They all looked up at the roof and wondered if it was better to wipe the roof.


  The Spicy Strip was very serious, but the harder he tried to act tough and angry, the more people felt that he was too cute.


  Can you imagine a one-month-old kitten howling at a big gray wolf?


  The Spicy Strip was really angry. Xie Xize really felt that this little brat was really interesting!


  Xie Xize's lips curled into a smile. His good-looking hands were holding the water that Mo Yangyang had poured for him. He didn't say anything, nor was he angry. He just smiled at the spicy sticks with a silent indulgence.


  "Speak!" Spicy Strip slammed the table with his small hand.


  Originally, the Spicy Strip had thought that if Xie Xize met his criteria, he would send his mother to him.


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