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 was completely stunned. Her mind was blank and she did not know how to react.


  She could vaguely hear someone laughing beside her ear. His voice was low and melodious, as if it could resonate with her heart.


  "You're still so stupid. How did you survive these five years?"


  Mo Yangyang answered without thinking, ""My son is smart!"


  Mo Yangyang thought, My son is very useful!


  Suddenly, her lips seemed to soften. Mo Yangyang felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She was about to be crippled.


  When Mo Yangyang came back to her senses, there was no one else in front of her. Xie Xize had long disappeared.


  The cold wind blew, and Mo Yangyang shivered. She thought of the vixens who ran out in the middle of the night in Liaozhai.


  Mo Yangyang's legs trembled as she slowly went upstairs.


I Don't Think She's Worthy of You