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

  To Mo Yangyang, that voice sounded like a ghost coming to take her life in the middle of the night.


  Mo Yangyang pursed her lips and didn't dare to cry. If there was a day when they were going to choose the unlucky champion, she would definitely take up the role.


  How did Xie Xize get here at this hour?


  Hearing this voice, Mo Yangyang did not dare to turn around. She was so scared that she dropped her phone on the ground. The phone was not turned off, and Lan Dongzhi's voice could be heard vaguely from inside.


  "No way, is Xie Xize that perverted? After all, he was a man. Seeing such a beautiful woman like you, no, he had to stay calm. Where did the spicy sticks come from, Yang Yang…Yang Yang…Hey, I think I heard a man's voice on your side just now…"


  Mo Yangyang gulped. She seemed to hear the countdown of her life.


  She saw a black figure on the ground slowly approaching her.


Mo Yangyang, Get Married