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 thought that Xie Xize felt that her eyes were burning and did not want to look at her. She panicked and immediately hugged Xie Xize's arm and shook it. Her voice became sweeter and sweeter.


  "Fifth Uncle, you're the best. I beg you, I beg you, help me!"


  Xie Xize felt that all the sweets he had eaten over the years were not as sweet as this moment.


  It was so sweet that it made her throat water.


  Xie Xize didn't move. He opened his eyes and looked at Mo Yangyang calmly without saying anything!


  Mo Yangyang panicked even more. She was still running a fever during the winter solstice, and her injuries were also serious!


  "Fifth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, please, please. I know I was wrong. I won't lie to you anymore…"


  Mo Yangyang dragged her voice out and lifted it up like a small hook. She flew over and hooked it on Xie Xize's heart.


Fifth Uncle, You're the Best!