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

    Mo Yangyang opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.


  That's right, what evidence was needed?


  The existence of Spicy Strips was the best evidence.


  It proved that he and Xie Xize were inseparable from each other, and that they had inherited the bloodline of father and son!


  Heredity, bloodline, kinship, no matter how hard one tried, it was impossible to completely separate them!


  Even in the past five years, the spicy sticks had never come into contact with Xie Xize.


  However, he still had the mark of his father on his body.


  Mo Yangyang suddenly felt that the breath in her heart was like a balloon that had been pierced by Xie Xize's simple words.


  She had been suffering for five years and thought that her luck had finally changed. Why was she still so unlucky?


  After five years, she met Xie Xize again and returned to her previous life.


  Mo Yangyang clenched her hands. " Then you…" Can you ..."


I Want My Son, And You, Too