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 did not even have time to think about marriage because it was too scary.


  In order to divert attention, Mo Yangyang put all her attention on running the small restaurant. She thought that since she had been discovered, there was no need to hide it anymore, so she simply let go.


  It was better to earn money than to find a man!


  Once Mo Yangyang let go, it directly affected the people in the shop, and the number of customers increased exponentially.


  Mo Yangyang and Little Chu were so busy that their feet didn't touch the ground. The spicy sticks were pulled to the store to be in charge of the cashier.


  Just as the business in Mo Yangyang's shop was changing day by day, something happened on the side street again. Someone died again.


  Mo Yangyang still knew the person who died this time. It was Old Lady Wang who sold fried dough sticks at the street corner!


It's Better to Work Hard to Earn Money Than Find a Man