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

    The streets were desolate for a week, and another person died in the middle. It was also someone Mo Yangyang knew.


  The police wanted to block the news, but they couldn't. The local media reported it all, and all kinds of rumors appeared on the Internet.


  It was obviously abnormal for four people to die in a row. With no progress in the police investigation, people believed those rumors more.


  For example, if the feng shui was bad, the people on this street would be cursed. If they did not leave this place, more and more people would die.


  The shop owners on the street thought of Changyue Group and took the initiative to sign the contract.


  But Mo Yangyang didn't. She felt that this matter wouldn't be so simple, and she wouldn't sell her shop at a low price.


  Just as the surrounding shops were begging to sign the contract, Mo Yangyang was still open for business every day.


  There weren't many customers, but ... There were many people who ordered takeout.


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