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

    Everyone, including Mo Yangyang, was shocked.


  It was said that children's eyes could see unclean things. Strange things had been happening on this street recently. Mo Yangyang was so scared that she quickly stood up and picked up the spicy sticks.


  "I'm sorry, Miss He. You're a child. There's nothing on your shoulder."


  The Spicy Strip followed Little Chu in. Just now, the shop was free, and Little Chu brought him to buy snacks.


  Spicy Strip bit on a lollipop and frowned."No, it's clearly a little. Mom, can't you see? There really is a little brother. He's all wet and he's smiling at me. "


  He Xinyue fell off the stool with a thud.


  " Miss, are you alright? " The secretary hurriedly went forward to help her up.


  He Xinyue's face was as pale as a ghost. She tried her best to control herself.


  But she couldn't control it. Her hands and feet were trembling.


  "Uncle, can't you see it too?" Latiao asked He Xinyue's secretary.


The Little Devil's Fangs