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 the neon lights flashed, Xie Xize raised his head and looked at Mo Yangyang.


  He raised his hand and placed it on top of the Spicy Strip."No, not even a stepfather."


  Mo Yangyang panicked and immediately turned around.


  She had a feeling that Xie Xize was different from five years ago.


  He was more treacherous, more difficult to understand, and more dangerous, even though she had never understood this man before.


  The peaceful life that she had carefully maintained was like an invisible black fog in the distance, heading in a direction that she could not see at all.


  Xie Xize was a man whom she had never thought of having any entanglements with. She had been afraid of him for ten years and had hidden from him for five years, but she had not escaped in the end.


  Mo Yangyang smiled bitterly. Ever since she was 20 years old, she had never tasted anything sweet except spicy sticks.


Fifth Uncle, Long Time No See