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 mouth twitched, and her face felt a little hot. She bent down and flicked the Spicy Strip on her forehead."Don't talk nonsense. Let's go over there!"


  He Xinyue, who was dragging Fei Nanluo and not letting him leave, turned her head to look in the direction where Mo Yangyang had been standing.


  Mo Yangyang and President Ma had disappeared from that corner.


  He Xinyue gently swirled the champagne in her hand, and the smile on her face widened.


  " Mr. Fei is the pride of Jinchuan, " she said. " If you hold a concert in your hometown, our Changyue Group will bear all the sponsorship. "


  Everyone else complimented her. " As expected of Miss He. She's different from the moment she makes a move. How about Mr. Fei? Why don't you come to our Jinchuan for a concert? "


  Fei Nanluo wasn't in the mood to talk about the concert. He was worried about Mo Yangyang.


Which Hand Touched Her?