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 held her phone, her heart beating a little fast.


  She had never thought that she would have the courage to say those words to Xie Xize. She didn't even know if it would work.


  However, Xie Xize told her to wait for him.


  Mo Yangyang put down her phone and turned to look at Lan Dongzhi. Her cheeks were slightly redder than before.


  Mo Yangyang reached out and touched her forehead. It was burning hot. It wasn't so hot when she wiped her body just now.


  In just a short while, it started burning.


  "She's having a fever!" Mo Yangyang said anxiously.


  "Uncle Xie will be here soon. Mom, it's okay!"


  Mo Yangyang went to the bathroom to get a new towel. She wet it with cold water and placed it on Lan Dongzhi's forehead.


  She asked Latiao,"Xie Xize, he…" If he comes and knows that I'm lying to him, will he ... Angry? Could it be ..."


You're Just Angry, Coax Him