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 landed on her tiptoes. She pulled her mask under her chin and looked at Xie Xize with sparkling eyes. She dragged her voice and shouted,"Fifth Uncle, hurry up and go!"


  Mo Yangyang's voice was soft and crisp. To Xie Xize, it was as if someone had hooked his heart with a hook.


  The tips of Xie Xize's ears were slightly pink."Mo Yangyang, don't think that this is over. I'm not that easy to deal with!"


  The next second, Mo Yangyang stood on her tiptoes again and quickly brushed her lips against his.


  The tips of Xie Xize's ears were getting hotter and hotter, and his heart felt soft and weak.


  Lan Dongzhi smiled awkwardly. I didn't come in on purpose. The customers outside are all waiting. Why don't you come ... Wait a moment!"


  Mo Yangyang blushed and kicked Xie Xize lightly.


  "Hurry up and go out. You're delaying me too much here."


Can't You Tell That This Is My Son?