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's voice was soft and pleasant to hear, and there was a slight tremble in her voice.


  As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes turned red. Her tender white hands tightly grabbed Xie Xize's sleeve, and the green veins on the back of her hand were faintly discernible.


  She pursed her lips and looked at Xie Xize.


  Her wet eyes were like those of a young bird, as if they could speak and seemed to be filled with grievances. Xie Xize's heart was violently struck by a huge force.


  Xie Xize recalled a love poem he had read abroad:I've met thousands of creatures and seen thousands of wonderful things, but in front of you, everything in the past is in vain!


  When he saw her eyes, he wished that he could bring all the beauty in the world to her. As long as she wanted it, he would do anything to bring it to her.


  As long as he could get her to smile, everything he did would be worth it!


Devout Kiss