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 turned around abruptly, her eyes burning with fire as she locked onto Xie Fengmian."Didn't you save me?"


  Xie Fengmian didn't know if he had said something wrong, but he was a little scared by Mo Yangyang's gaze.


  He stammered,"No..." It wasn't me…"


  "Fifteen years ago, you didn't save me at your family's banquet?" Mo Yangyang approached Xie Fengmian.


  Xie Fengmian was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair."I ... I didn't…"


  He trembled and said,"I…" I really didn't. Fifth Aunt, you ... Don't be like this. It's not good for us to be too close…"


  " Who was it then? " Mo Yangyang grabbed his clothes. " Who was it then? "


  Xie Beizhao and the others, who had been accompanying the spicy sticks and calculating today's surplus, heard the commotion and rushed over. ""What happened?"


  Mo Yangyang grabbed Xie Fengmian so tightly that he could barely breathe.


Ten Years of Unrequited Love