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

    Anger was like a prairie fire that could not be extinguished!


  Xie Xize had never been so angry before. He had always controlled his emotions very well. He was like a precise instrument, and every operation was accurate.


  He felt that he could no longer maintain his calm.


  The Spicy Strip's unintentional words made Gao Dajun's heart skip a beat. He instantly felt like he was going to lose his life.


  He waved his hand repeatedly. No, no... No, really no…It's just a small fight between the children. We'll definitely educate the children when we go back…"


  The Spicy Strip continued to attack with a confused look on its face."I'm young and don't understand these words very well, but my mother ..."


  The Spicy Strip stopped, and his bright eyes dimmed. What loneliness? He muttered,"But why do you scold my mother every time you see her? Why do you still throw stones at her…Do you know that my mother cries every time she goes home?"


I Feel So Sad When She Cries